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    Long Biao was stepped on the back of the neck by Zeng Feixia, with a dagger attached to his neck. He was very scared. If he dared to resist, he was afraid that if she touched her sideways, he would be completely ruined.  He kept pleading in his mouth.  Zeng Feixia said bitterly: "Boy, didn't you say you have news about this mirror? What news, tell me quickly!" "There is no news. I just made up the lie deliberately to trick the girl into taking the bait. I really don't  I¡¯ve already told the girl the day I found out. If you cheated on the girl, let God take it away!¡± ¡°God is watching!¡±  "Young man is telling the truth, but he really didn't deceive the girl." Zeng Feixia said: "The horse you pulled earlier seemed pretty good to me. You compensated it for me. How about it?" Long Biao is now  I just wanted to save my life, and I didn't care about the horse, so I nodded quickly and said yes.  Zeng Feixia sheathed the short blade and kicked him hard on the lower back: "Be more knowledgeable in the future! Go around me when you see me, or I'll make you look good!" Long Biao was so painful that he burst into tears when he heard her say this.  , hurriedly agreed: "Yes! I don't dare to do it anymore" Zeng Feixia went out in a hurry and said to the waiter at the stairs: "Master Long gave me the horse, please bring the horse out to me quickly! -  -Master Long, tell them!" Zeng Feixia said loudly to the room.  Long Biao climbed up with difficulty, held on to his hand that was almost broken, walked to the door, and said to the guys: "Yes, the horse has been given to Miss Zeng. Go and get the horse to Miss Zeng!"  Don't know what happened.  Hear what he said.  He quickly went downstairs and took the horse out.  Zeng Feixia flew on the horse.  Hit the horse and whip, and go to the escort office.  Watching Zeng Feixia leave, Long Biao was itching with hatred, but there was nothing he could do about it. His arms, lower back, and penis were so painful that he groaned every time he moved. He sat in the private room and waited for a long time, and finally  It doesn't hurt as much anymore.  Then he got up and slowly went downstairs to the door.  The store clerk stopped him and said with a smile: "Master Long, you haven't paid the bill yet!" Long Biao was stunned and said angrily: "Damn it, isn't it accounting? When did I default on your food and drinks?  "Money?" "Hehe, I'm really sorry. Master, our boss said that no matter who you are, you will pay the bill on the spot."  It's written on it." Long Biao looked up and saw the sign: "This restaurant does not accept credit." He spat hard and cursed: "If you don't owe credit, I owe you credit. I can't afford this.  Want some money? But you don¡¯t have it with you. Come back with me to get it.¡± The boy chuckled and said, ¡°We don¡¯t dare to go back with you to get it. To be honest, we are afraid that you will ask someone to beat us up.¡± ¡°Then what?  What to do? I don¡¯t have any money, and the servant didn¡¯t follow me.¡± ¡°You write a note, and we¡¯ll have someone bring it to your house, and then you can leave.¡±  "Fart! Are you trying to embarrass me and throw me into the house, right? Huh! I have never been so angry before. Now I am leaving, and I want to see who dares to stop me?" Long Biao pointed at him before  The waiter who blinked still stopped him: "Master Long, if it's normal, it won't matter how much credit you owe, but now, the boss has said that whoever wants to give customers credit will make up for the shortfall with their own money. Hehe, we all are.  Young man, how can I put money in there? Master, please have mercy on us." Long Biao pushed him staggeringly and stepped out of the door. The man and others quickly caught up and said with a smile.  : "Master Long, even if you don't give us the money for the sweat medicine, you still have to give us the food money first. Otherwise" Long Biao stood in the middle of the street, and a strong wind mixed with snowflakes came, blowing him a little bit.  Unsteady standing.  But now he didn't care to explore why there was such a strong gust of wind all of a sudden. He pointed at the waiters and said: "What else? Do you still dare" Just after saying this, another stronger gust of wind came.  It blew up and swept Long Biao, those guys, and passers-by into the air.  Several guys fell from the air and screamed as they hit the roof and the ice respectively. Their bones and tendons were broken. Before they could get up, another strong gust of wind swept them higher into the air and they fell down.  They all turned into a puddle of meat!  Long Biao fell from mid-air and landed on a tree. Several ribs and leg bones were broken. However, he miraculously hugged a branch and looked at the people and tiles that were blown into the air.  , bricks, firewood, and countless rice and paddy, especially those who were blown up by the strong wind with their hands and feet dancing and screaming.I felt very lucky. I squinted and looked at it. For a moment, I forgot about the pain of the fracture. I couldn't help laughing: "Damn it, I'm lucky. God, you want to accept me? No way! Hehehehe  ¡­¡± He didn¡¯t laugh for long before he found that the small tree under him was swaying more and more in the strong wind, and the branches were already making a cracking sound about to break. His heart suddenly hung up, and he felt annoyed.  He said something wrong just now, and he kept apologizing: "Old man, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, just let me go" However, his prayers had no effect. The snowstorm suddenly intensified, and Long Biao hugged him.  The branch of the tree was finally torn off by the strong wind and rolled into the air.  Long Biao screamed, and there were people all around who were swept into the air. There were also countless tiles, branches, firewood, rice, bricks, etc., mixed in the strong wind, colliding with each other, and Long Biao was continuously hit by bricks.  He was hit by tiles and other objects, his head was bleeding, his legs were broken, and his tendons were broken. He was already dying, but his mind was still somewhat clear.  The blizzard finally subsided a little, and his body fell down, smashing through the roof, breaking the beams, and hitting a yard heavily.  His ears heard the screams of many women, and his eyes saw many women hugging pillars. Some were swept away by the strong wind, and some were blown up and hit against walls, pillars, and beams.  Blood was pouring from his mouth, and his last look saw a woman with horrific burn scars on her face and scars on her hands, holding a bucket and riding the strong wind towards him.  Is this the God of Wind?  Long Biao¡¯s last consciousness before his death was fixed here.  Of course, the person who rushed towards his body was not some wind god, but Mizuze, the daughter-in-law of Sandongzi from their same village!  The woman who betrayed Gu Yezhou and was sold to a brothel because of revenge.  The place where Long Biao landed happened to be their brothel.  In the extreme cold, she survived because she was holding a stove, but in order to resist the severe cold, her face, hands and body were scorched by the fire.  Such an appearance no longer attracted men, so she became a handyman.  When the strong wind blew, she was kneeling on the floor mopping the floor in the house.  The blizzard blew away the roof of their brothel and swept away many prostitutes and clients on the second floor.  Fortunately, she was on a lower floor and hugged the bucket. Although she was blown around, she was not blown into the air.  She didn't see that the person flying up and bumping into this time was Long Biao, because Long Biao had been hit beyond recognition in the air. She didn't have the intention to identify the other person. She just held the bucket tightly and was knocked by the strong wind.  Blowing around.  I don¡¯t know if the God of Death will take away her humble life this time.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Mr. Long¡¯s wife, Weng, came to Hu Wanghai¡¯s house in a sedan to borrow food.  Weng¡¯s natal family and Hu Wanghai¡¯s family are family friends, and their relationship has always been good. This time, Weng is full of confidence.  After arriving, she was announced to go in. Hu Wanghai was very enthusiastic and came out to greet her personally. He invited her to the inner house in the backyard and sat down to talk.  Hu Wanghai laughed along with her and just chatted with her, but did not take the initiative to ask her what happened.  There was no other way, Weng had no choice but to say: "Brother Hai, my little sister is here today because she has something to trouble you. I bet Brother Hai won't refuse, huh?" Heehee. "Weng" has called Hu Wanghai "Brother Hai" since he was a child.  At that time, Hu Wanghai listened to this and thought it was nothing.  But now, Weng is no longer the cute and pretty little girl she used to be. She has become a fat woman. Hu Wanghai really has no interest in that fat body.  Hearing her call him that again made him feel unbearably nauseated.  However, Hu Wanghai was also sophisticated and could not express such a mood. The smile on his face did not change at all, and he nodded cordially: "Mrs. Long, please speak!" "Oh! Don't call her Mrs. Long! Call her Weng Yaomei.  Well, just like when I was a child!" Weng twisted his fat head and big ears, twisted his shoulders coquettishly, and when his body moved, the two big wax melon-like breasts on his chest began to move tremblingly.  Hu Wanghai felt a little dizzy.  She hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Okay, Weng Yaomei! Weng Yaomei! If you have anything to say, just tell me." Weng glanced at the maid waiting at the door, pretended to be shy, and whispered: "There are some things you can't say.  Outsiders listen!" Hu Wanghai was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what it would be like to be alone with this fat woman who was his childhood sweetheart.  However, he still waved the maids to go out and closed the door.  Seeing the door close, Mr. Weng was happy, stood up, swung his fat hips and walked to Hu Wanghai, and sat down in his arms.  The super fat woman weighing over 300 pounds almost broke both of Hu Wanghai¡¯s legs.  He groaned in pain and wanted to push Weng away.? He was hugged by Weng Shi: "Brother Hai! I miss you so much! If it hadn't been for my father's sudden thought, I would have married you. I have always had you in my heart. You damn ghost, have you ever thought about it these years?  "Are you too young?" Hu Wanghai was tightly held by Weng, his old face was pressed against Weng's pair of plump winter melons, his mouth and nose were tightly blocked, and he couldn't breathe.  He tried hard to push Weng away, but Weng was much stronger than him and couldn't push him away at all.  Hu Wanghai felt like he was going to be suffocated to death by Weng's vagina, but he couldn't push Weng away, so he could only pinch and twist.  But Weng was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, so he wasn't afraid of his move at all.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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