Chapter 32
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Suddenly, the dozen or so people who were originally gathered together began to split into two groups, and a round black figure walked out from within.
That person was in his thirties. He was bald and had fat ears. His body was covered in oil and there was a gold chain around his neck. Six of his ten fingers were wearing gold rings.
Hearing this voice, You Ruotong smiled and gave Shen Wanqing a proud look. She then turned around and walked towards Brother Knife.
"Brother Knife, you're here!"
Brother Knife nodded and pushed You Ruotong aside. Looking at the petite and pretty girl in front of him, his eyes lit up. "Shen Wanqing?"
The girl in front of him raised her eyebrows lazily and snorted softly.
Her voice was soft and gentle. It was like a kitten scratching his heart, tickling him.
Brother Knife wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "What a beauty! I let you escape last time, but I won't have the chance this time! "
Brother Knife fiddled with his prayer beads and looked at Shen Wanqing with a determined gaze. "Little beauty, if you obediently come to Master Knife now, maybe Master Knife will take pity on you and be gentler with you! But if you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame Master Knife for being ruthless! "
Shen Wanqing shook the Vang Tsai milk bottle in her hand and yawned lazily. Her eyes were cold. "If you want to do it, then do it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The girl's eyes were seductive. She was so seductive that Brother Knife's heart went numb.
He thought that Shen Wanqing had given up and laughed in satisfaction.
Clapping his hands, he said, "Good, not bad!"
Brother Knife wore the prayer beads on his wrist and stroked his big belly as he walked over with his eyes narrowed. Looking at the girl's soft body and fair skin that was as smooth as milk, he couldn't help but rub his fat hands together.
"Look at this little beauty, she's so pretty! As long as you're obedient, Master Knife won't treat you badly! "
After saying that, Brother Knife couldn't wait to reach out his perverted hands towards Shen Wanqing.
Before You Ruotong could warn Brother Knife, Brother Knife's blood-curdling screams could be heard.
"Ahhh!"
The skinny little girl effortlessly grabbed Brother Knife's wrist and twisted it 180 degrees.
"Crack —" The crisp sound of a broken wrist could be heard.
"Saber Grandpa!" The people behind saw that Shen Wanqing had grabbed Brother Knife's wrist, and the weapon in his hand was about to rush over.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing increased the strength in her hands.
Brother Knife immediately screamed, "Pain! Pain! Be gentler!"
"All of you back off, back off! Don't come over! "Brother Knife waved his hand and ordered them to back off.
Looking at Brother Dao's sweaty face, Shen Wanqing smirked. "Look at you guys. I'm just an ordinary person. Why do you keep picking on me?"
"Did I eat your rice or steal your money, huh?" Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows, looking lazy and noble.
Brother Knife sucked in a cold breath. "It's our fault. You didn't do anything wrong. Please let me go."
Brother Knife begged bitterly. Shen Wanqing glanced at the ashen-faced You Ruotong and smirked.
Then, she threw Brother Knife, who was almost 180 pounds, over to them as if she was throwing trash.
The people beside him hurriedly helped him up. Brother Knife held his dislocated left hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Gritting his teeth, he looked at Shen Wanqing. "Stupid b * tch, how dare you tease me. Go! If you don't kill this b * tch today, you guys will die!"
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