My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 64 The more you resist, the more excited I am! (Please follow up and ask for a recommendation ticket~)

The wooden corridor was not long, and soon reached the corner.

Li Changkong leaned gently against the wall, and cautiously peeked out.

no one?

Li Changkong frowned slightly, but he didn't see the guard that the bald gang was talking about.

Without hesitation, Li Changkong touched it lightly.

Time is short and there is not much time for him to waste.

Although he hid the bald corpse in a relatively concealed manner, the stench on the corpse made it quite possible that it would be discovered.

"My lord, please, don't."

Li Changkong was getting closer, and the voices in the room were faintly transmitted to his ears through the wall.

The begging man's voice was clear and clear, obviously the voice of a small poker table.

A cold look appeared in Li Changkong's eyes, and there was another reason for killing Gao Xi.

Even those yellow brothers in the previous life had an unwritten rule, that is, not to open small poker tables.

Looking at the oiled paper on the window, Li Changkong gathered the power of Qi and blood to his fingertips, and poked it cautiously.

The flat yellowish oiled paper was dented inward under the fingertips, and immediately burst, making an undetectable sound.

Li Changkong's heart skipped a beat, but fortunately, the people in the room were addicted to beauty and didn't notice it.

Getting close to the hole, Li Changkong was disgusted by the scene inside the house.

"Haha! The more you resist, the more excited I get!"

The display in the house is very simple, the most eye-catching is a thick wooden table placed against the wall.

This table is 1.5 meters wide and [-] meters long. It is more like a bed than a table.

The small poker table that made the sound just now was lying on the thick tabletop, and the delicate face was covered with tears.

At this time, the clothes on the small poker table had been shredded into strands under the hands of Gao Xi, a beast.

Gao Xi's face was flushed with excitement, and the white and slender legs of the small poker table had been bruised by his big hands.

The gang member who was supposed to be guarding the door was squatting under the table to give Gao Xi a massage.

The small poker table named Baodi is struggling desperately under Gao Xi's hands, but how can a small poker table resist Gao Xi, a master of the ninth rank?
His immature face was full of fear and bewilderment.

The little boy didn't understand why he was caught here just to help his grandfather sell fish.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish"

"What's so good about fish? Uncle just wants to eat you."

The perverted and obscene smile on Gao Xi's face made Brother Bao terrified.

Feeling Gao Xi's rocket getting closer and closer, Baodi didn't understand what it was, but Gao Xi's wretched demeanor made him sensitively know that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Don't eat me! Brother Bao is not tasty!"

Under Baodi's terrified eyes, Gao Xi pouted the rocket, and the member of the Boiling Sheep and Goat Gang helped him up with both hands, and started the rocket boosting work. The strong sense of participation made his eyes extremely excited.

At the critical moment, Li Changkong moved.

Although he thought he was not a good person, he still couldn't just sit back and watch this tragic scene happen before his eyes.

So even if Li Changkong couldn't guarantee to kill Gao Xi and Gao Xi without warning them, he still moved.

Without him, this is a personal principle and bottom line.

With the ability, if he just sit back and watch this kind of tragedy happen, what is the difference between Li Changkong and other helpers who have no bottom line?
"Crack!"

The gate shattered into fragments under the tremendous force. Amidst the flying sawdust, a black figure crouched down and charged like an agile cheetah. It was about to use its sharp claws to disembowel the two pickled things in the house. .

Faced with this sudden blow, Gao Xi was not shocked.

He lifted Baodi on the table, then ruthlessly threw it at Li Changkong.

Then, Gao Xi retreated violently and grabbed the big knife hanging on the wall.

A series of movements flowed like clouds and flowing water, and the Boiling Yangyang Gang behind him didn't even react, and their faces were blank.

Looking at Baodi who was thrown over, Li Changkong didn't dare to neglect.

How strong is the power of a ninth-rank warrior?Even a strong beast would have its bones and tendons broken. If Li Changkong allowed Baodi to fall to the ground, he would undoubtedly lose half of his life if he didn't die.

Na Li Changkong's early exposure would be meaningless.

Therefore, Li Changkong had no choice but to give up chasing Gao Xi, and instead used a clever trick to catch Baodi.

Under Gao Xi's puzzled gaze, Li Changkong tore off the cloth clothes on his upper body and wrapped them around Baodi's body.

"Let's go, find a place to hide."

Li Changkong patted Baodi on the head, with a smile on his face.

Still in shock, Baodi stared at Li Changkong's face, as if wanting to remember it in his heart, then he nodded, and his small body quickly disappeared.

Seeing Brother Bao running out of the room, Li Changkong turned around, his face full of indifference and murderous intent.

"Who are you at this little poker table?"

Gao Xi was naked and looked at Li Changkong in surprise.

If Li Changkong came to seek revenge because of this small poker table, it would not be a good thing for Gao Xi.

Because the cause of the matter was on him, a young and unfamiliar ninth-rank martial artist, who didn't know what background was behind him.

If he didn't handle it well, even if he could kill Li Changkong, he would still be punished by the gang.

"You don't need to know, you just need to know, next, you will die!"

Li Changkong's body gradually became tense, and the naked muscles on his upper body were strong and plump, making people think of a tiger hunting for prey.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Gao Xi's face gradually became gloomy. He no longer cared about the possible background of the person in front of him. If he didn't kill him, he would die.

The two moved at the same time, but Li Changkong jumped at the boiling sheep, while Gao Xi intercepted it halfway.

"The storm is rising!"

Even though they were several meters away, a strange force pulled the boiling sheep towards Li Changkong first.

Seeing that Li Changkong was about to smash Boiling Yangyang's head into pieces with one punch.

Gao Xi directly slashed at Li Changkong's right fist, and the coldness caused Li Changkong to withdraw his fist decisively.

A slash by a ninth-rank martial artist is still deterrent to Li Changkong. Although he has copper skin and iron bones, he will definitely be seriously injured if he slashes.

Boiling Yangyang finally woke up at this time. The moment Li Changkong was stopped by Gao Xi, he ran to his clothes, took out a whistle from it, and took a deep breath.

"Beep beep beep beep beep beep."

The sharp voice penetrated the wall and reached the ears of the Nu Jiao Gang in other gambling houses.

The worst has happened.

Li Changkong took a deep breath, without any remorse, he just felt a raging fighting spirit ignited in his chest.

What kind of trick?
Get the hell out of the way!

Labor and capital will be here today!
Turn him upside down!
"come!"

Li Changkong slammed his chest hard, and his steel-like muscles were excited by the upcoming challenge.

"Challenge me!"

"Resist me!"

"The more you resist, the more excited I am!"

(End of this chapter)