Cartoonist's Dream

Chapter 327: The Undercurrent Surges

Isha left the college town four months ago.

She once planned to go to the deep mountains and old forests to give birth, but found that the trip was full of difficulties.

First of all, she had to quietly buy enough supplies for 4 months. It is impossible for a pregnant woman to hunt in the wild by herself.

Then, after trying so hard to get enough supplies quietly, she had to find a way to move the supplies to her secret place.It would definitely not work to ask someone to help move into the woods, and going in and out of people's land in batches by yourself would also attract attention.

There is also the question of living alone during pregnancy.Surviving in the wild is not difficult for a mercenary, but it is full of thorns for a pregnant mercenary... At the end of the day, you have to worry about the special situation of dystocia. [

In short, it is difficult for a pregnant woman to give birth alone and completely isolated from the world.

... So Isha isolated herself.

She dyed her hair brown, regularly ran potions to keep her skin light yellow, cut off all contact with anyone she could have contacted with, and finally discarded all her ID cards, bank cards, credit cards, mobile phones and other things.

Since then, she has become a ghost that does not exist, and she can roam the market majestically.

Of course, she is just a ghost in the sense of status, and she has to be vigilant in doing things day and night.

After all, her makeup skills are not very clever, and it is difficult for an unidentified pregnant woman to escape from the UK without help.Even if you go out of the country, you can only stay in Europe. It is too conspicuous to go to Asia, Africa, Saudi Arabia and other regions with a big belly. It is better to stay in the UK.

In England, Isha plays a wandering teenage girl who is dumped by her boyfriend.

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three months ago.A bar in Russia.

In the morning, in the room built over the bar.

"Hoo hoo... um... um..."

The girl groaned in pain.Under the impact of a real pile driver, the chest was twisted red and deformed by the noose-like fingers, and the mammary glands and cells were almost squeezed to burst.

The powerful impact and cold grip ravaged the girl's body at the upper and lower ends respectively, and the man greedily enjoyed the softness and warmth of the girl's delicate skin.

The man's name was Wolf, and at first he was called Male Wolf.The number of people he has strangled and torn with both hands is hundreds of times more than the women he caressed.After tearing apart countless enemies with both arms, Wolfe finally gained the status and reputation of today's "Wolf King".In Asia and Europe, he is called the Wolf of the Far North.

"Huh...ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The girl's panting sound was close to a scream, but even so, Wolfe didn't relax his strength.Messing up women's undersides, crushing their soft breasts into powder... was a daily routine for him, these bitches were not worthy of his love.

A bitch is a bitch, even if they have a voluptuous figure and fair skin.Delicate touch.They are all just for entertainment, like Barbie dolls or silicone dolls... The real thing to cherish is the she-wolves, they are rare treasures in the world, and no amount of money can buy them back.

The male wolf's love for the female wolf is so sincere.

Tolerant to the point of being earth-shattering. [

Have a bottomless attachment.

(…I love their powerful muscle fibers.)

(... obsessed with the bright red blood running in their bodies.)

(…I like their delicate, fragile, sharp, or rough bones.)

(...I will never abandon you, hate them, play them like a rag and throw them away. No matter how miserable they become, they are mine.)

(...I love them so much, so they should love me too, right? Didn’t that manga say that everything follows the principle of equivalent exchange.)

(...They should be intoxicated by my power. I can guarantee their safety and everything in their lives. Make them produce strong offspring.)

(...So I am the inevitable choice for the female wolves.)

The wolf king's love is very straightforward, full of desire and strength.Treat all she-wolves as precious.

The love of the wolf king is not as vulgar and superficial as human beings. He will not belittle the female wolf, and he will not enjoy the pleasure of violating and humiliating females of the same kind, so he does not submit the female wolf because of his own selfish desire...to plunder her and defile her just for the sake of Let them make the right choice, in order to let the female wolves live a better life.

"Ah... huh... huh... ah..."

The weak chest and abdomen squeezed out a little air, and made a sound in the equally weak trachea, and the moaning sound changed from the original high-pitched to forceful.Whenever the murder weapon hit the girl's soft private flesh hard, she couldn't help trembling all over.

Her pale fingers tightly grabbed the bed sheet of her lower body, and kept pulling down and down, not to get closer to her lower body or to cater to the murder weapon, but just to protect her head from hitting the headboard of the bed.

She didn't dare to disobey or go against the wolf king's wishes, and she didn't even dare to say "no" or "slow down" to stop.The Wolf King is the leader of the well-known northern wolf mercenary group in Russia. He has created the existing forces by himself.

Therefore, he can only let him, who is insatiable, indulge in his fragile and delicate body.

It was clearly the one receiving the attack, but the skin was already drenched with sweat.Compared with the rapid and rapid breathing at the beginning, it is considered to be dying now.

"call"

The wolf king withdrew the murder weapon from the aftertaste, stood up straight to the bedside, and lit a cigar himself.Unlike a bitch laying on his bed, exhausted, he and his weapon knew nothing of fatigue.

This kind of physical strength is not born, nor is it obtained by injection.That was probably bestowed by the heavens, a report on the hard work, or a reward from the devil?

I went to Pakistan that day more than ten years ago, and repeatedly "teared" on a certain street that I can't remember, from men to women, from old people to children.Tear out those dirty things, let them return to the earth with hatred, and let the grievances disappear in the killing.

From this street to that street, probably thousands of people were torn apart, and the muscles gradually became as heavy as iron...

Guns were firing everywhere, and javelins were scurrying through the streets—I'm going to die, I'm going to die.Probably when I thought so, suddenly, the gunshots and shots became extremely slow, like slowly flowing music and stage plays. [

As a result, the difficult-to-swing Qianjin arm really possessed the quality of a Qianjin, tearing people in half with a light tear.It was torn in half with the bones!Rather than simply cutting open the stomach

Wolf took a deep puff on his cigar and looked at the exhausted bitch beside him on the bed.

There's no point in playing with something like this, it's just purely to pass the time.

Whether it is a shetland princess dog or other more beautiful dogs, they are also props that are thrown away when they get tired of playing.However, the bitch in front of him never tires of playing, and now she has mated for more than twenty times without feeling bored, which is a bit unbelievable to him.

Her hollow eyes, wonderful soft body, hormonal female scent... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users Please go to read.)

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