As soon as the door was kicked open, an angry shout came from the room: "Eight grids" Jiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he walked in, and after taking two steps, a shirtless man with only a pair of light cyan boxers and bare feet rushed out of the bedroom on the left.
This man is in his fifties, slightly bald on the top of his head, with a big nose and small eyes, a curly beard on both lips and chin, a thin body, and a rib cage as clear as a pork chop with meat removed.
It turned out that Yanagawa was such an ugly and obscene old man, and Jiao Yi couldn't help but feel nauseous.
Seeing Jiao Yi break into his room, Liu Chuanzehe's eyes flashed with a screech, and with a sharp squeak, his thin calves kicked the ground, his body flew up in the air, and his legs crossed and cut Jiao Yi's neck.
This old man looked like he was half-dead, but when he started to move, he was extremely fast, and he was actually a master of jiu-jitsu Of course, the master is only relative to ordinary people, and in Jiao Yi's eyes, Liu Chuanzehe's seemingly sharp attacks are full of flaws.
Jiao Yi spun around, casually kicked sideways, and his right foot hit the middle of Yanagawa and Ping's briefs, Yanagawa let out a terrible scream, flew out upside down, and his back hit the wall of the room, falling softly.
Liu Chuanshun, who had already entered the room, saw that Jiao Yi kicked Liu Chuanzehe to the point that he had only half a life left, and his eyes once again showed horror.
Liu Chuanze and his crotch were hit hard, but he was still awake, and when he saw Liu Chuanshun coming in, he was angry and puzzled, and wanted to ask what Liu Chuanshun meant, but the huge pain that came from the root of his life made him unable to speak.
Liu Chuanshun didn't dare to face Liu Chuanzehe's angry gaze, and quietly retreated.
Jiao Yi kicked Yanagawa Zehe, glanced coldly at the obscene funeral dog, and pushed open the door of the bedroom on the left.
As soon as the door was pushed open, he only glanced inside, and Jiao Yi's body instantly erupted with monstrous killing intent.
Facing the door was a special large bed, the upper part of which was now supported by a 45-degree slope, and a woman with long hair scattered was chained to the four corners of the bed.
The long-haired woman has a good figure, and her messy hair covers most of her face, but Jiao Yi knows that she must be Sun Manxin.
Sun Manxin's body, from head to toe, was stretched into a large character, and his private parts were completely exposed in front of Jiao Yi's eyes, covered with blood, as if something had penetrated into it, and a small piece of blue-brown tail was still outside.
What's even more shocking is that not an inch of skin on Sun Manxin's body is intact, and the scars are horizontal and vertical, as dense as spider webs.
On the table next to the bed, there was a bloody cooked cowhide whip, and it was obvious that the criss-crossing scars on Sun Manxin's body were due to this leather whip.
Sun Manxin seemed to have been tortured to the point that she lost consciousness and didn't move, and the blue-brown thing on her lower body was still drilling in, and there was only a section less than the length of her little finger left.
Jiao Yishan stepped forward, stretched out his middle finger, grabbed the blue-brown tail that was about to disappear, and pulled it out suddenly, Sun Manxin seemed to let out a soft snort as weak as a mosquito's groan, and the blue-brown thing was also pulled out.
Jiao Yi turned around, turned his back to Sun Manxin, and glanced at his hand, and sure enough, it was a cockroach more than a foot long.
Jiao Yi didn't hate the cockroach, but now that the cockroach was covered in ugly liquids and stained with the blood on Sun Manxin's body, Jiao Yi wanted to smash it into meat sauce.
Raising his hand, Jiao Yi did not fall, got out of the bedroom, and strode towards Yanagawa who was sitting in the corner.
Seeing Jiao Yi come out, Liu Chuanzehe trembled violently, and his eyes showed a look that was more frightened than seeing a ghost.
Jiao Yi grabbed Yanagawa Zehe's chin and pinched it hard, and in the sound of his jaw bone shattering, Yanagawa screamed miserably, and his mouth opened involuntarily.
Jiao Yi's eyes were cold, without the slightest hesitation, he put the head of the cocktail into Yanagawa Zehe's throat, and at the same time, the fingers of his right hand were strengthened, and the tail of the cocktail was painful, and he desperately drilled deep into Yanagawa and his throat.
It wasn't until the whole fish had completely entered Yanagawa Sawawa's throat that Jiao Yi stood up, his cold gaze aimed at Yanagawa Zehe's trembling legs.
If he has ten lives, Jiao Yi will definitely kill him nine and a half immediately, leave him half a life, return Sun Manxin's pain ten times to him, and finally send him to see Lord Yama and lay down eighteen layers of hell It's a pity that this beast is inferior to only half a life, and the first thing Jiao Yi has to do is to step on his two dog legs At this moment, a person suddenly rushed into the room, gasping and asking, "Mr.
Jiao, what happened to you without her if you found Manxin?"
Wen Yichen finally couldn't help but chase after him.
Jiao Yi raised his head and looked at Wen Yichen, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, after looking at Sun Manxin, Jiao Yi had deep sympathy for Wen Yichen.
Jiao Yi didn't dare to imagine how crazy his girlfriend would be if he was subjected to something like Sun Manxin.
"Found it."
Jiao Yi tried his best to calm his tone, and pointed at Yanagawa Zehe, "This is the mourning dog, now if you do it, even if you beat him to death, I promise that no one will pursue you." ” Wen Yichen's gaze moved to Liu Chuanzehe's face, and anger appeared in his eyes, but when he saw Liu Chuanzehe's painful and frightened appearance, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he shook his head and said: "Mr.
Jiao, you should have punished him, I want to see Man Xin, as long as she is okay."
Sun Manxin is fine Jiao Yi's heart was stinging again, and he roared loudly: "This mourning dog is innocent, while he is still alive, you can do it quickly."
Wen Yichen was stunned, his face soon changed, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Mr.
Jiao, how is she doing?"
Jiao Yi didn't speak, turned his head and glanced at the bedroom door on the left, and his eyes once again showed compassion.
Wen Yichen's face became bloodless in an instant, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally pounced and pushed open the bedroom door.
Then, Wen Yichen was completely stunned, and after five or six seconds, he let out a sad and miserable cry: "Man Xin" Then, he was about to rush into the bedroom to check on Sun Manxin's situation, but Jiao Yi grabbed him in his vest and grabbed him.
Wen Yichen's eyes were red, and a wounded beast-like ho sound came out of his throat, glaring at Jiao Yi and roaring, "Let go of me, I'm going to see Man Xin" "Sun Manxin, she is still alive, you can't help her if you go in, what you have to do now is to seek justice for her and kill this inhumane mourning dog" Jiao Yi avoided Wen Yichen's gaze, he couldn't bear to see the desperate pain in Wen Yichen's eyes.
Wen Yichen suddenly turned his head and glared at Liu Chuan Zehe, a person who was originally weak and gentle, at this moment, it was as if a killing god had descended into the world, and a strong killing intent burst out from his body.
"Brute, I'll kill you" Wen Yichen let out a mournful cry of the anger of heaven and earth, and rushed towards Yanagawa Zehe
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