Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-04-25

Chapter 150 Two

The reason why a slut has another name of a bitch is mostly due to the mentality of some people who can’t eat grapes and say grapes are sour. These days, to be a bitch requires capital, must be beautiful, must have a good figure, and can be fucking good in bed You must be proficient, and after thinking about it carefully, you really understand the saying that it is not easy to do anything.

Li Jingjing, who has a feminine name but a burly figure, is a good lockpicker. She has never let go of this unique skill that she has practiced in the past.

Inside the house, the groaning sound became more and more obvious.

Chen Ping smiled playfully, just hearing the voice, it is not difficult to know that the live-action action movie in the room is not ordinary exciting.

"You... hate it, people spend their time trying to please you stinky men every day, and you still make fun of me."

Chen Ping walked into the living room lightly, and the woman's panting voice became clearer in the master bedroom.

"I'm telling the truth, sister-in-law just has a different taste, exciting."

The battle in the bedroom was fierce, and there was a lot of noise. Adding to these conversations, it seemed that the couple was quite interested. Chen Ping squinted his eyes slightly and stood at the door of the bedroom. Li Jingjing followed him with two brothers, listening The sound in the room felt particularly exciting.

"Hate it, call me Yun'er."

The women in the room seemed to get more excited after hearing the word sister-in-law, but they still deliberately corrected the man's address.

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled. Apart from feeling that this woman was really exciting, he didn't have any other feelings in his heart. He never cared much about things that had nothing to do with him. A couple in the room had a fiery affair, and Chen Ping didn't want to. Disturb their good business, wait quietly, and treat it as fun, this thing is much more interesting than things like cross talk sketches and Beijing opera.

Now men are bragging to their friends about how good they are in bed, and they all say the same as Gechijiro Yiyue. In fact, they are all nonsense. They say that they can hold on for half an hour, and it is estimated that 3 minutes is almost the limit, but who It's just that I don't want to lose face. The men in the house who seduce my sister-in-law to bed do have some skills, much better than most men. It took more than 40 minutes to break out amidst the woman's crazy screams. I was a little depressed waiting Chen Ping smiled, pushed the door open and entered.

"Very wonderful."

Chen Ping walked into the door, applauded lightly, with a soft smile, the standard eunuch expression, eerie smile, yin and yang.

Lying on the bed and enjoying the aftertaste of the orgasm, the dog and man were obviously stunned. After a moment of stunned, they finally came to their senses and turned pale with shock.

"who are you?"

The man leaning on the bed with a cigarette in his arms and hugging the woman yelled fiercely, one hand subconsciously reached under the pillow to take out the gun, the crime of stealing the elder brother's wife is definitely not as simple as three knives and six holes, once found out It was definitely a desolate end without a whole body. He didn't understand how these uninvited guests would suddenly appear here, and he didn't want to think too much about it. Now that the matter was revealed, it would definitely be a disaster not to leave them behind.

Li Jingjing's eyes turned cold, and she rushed forward suddenly, pressing him to the ground before the man on the bed pulled out his gun.

"what!!!"

The woman finally came back to her senses and screamed. The sound came out of the door and echoed softly in the corridor, a little shrill.

Chen Ping frowned, thinking that he wasn't so crazy when he was fucked. Now that you're so excited, before you can speak, Li Jingjing slapped the woman's smooth butt hard, frowning and said coldly: "Be honest."

The woman shut up obediently, with a pitiful expression on her face. She is not very old, she is 28 years old, and she still has a lot of time to spend. Although this world of dogs and mothers is helpless, it is also very exciting. She has money and status in Lijiang now, of course don't want to die.She's not stupid, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to spend all her time getting close to Zhao Zhenhong's woman who became a big boss after getting a postgraduate degree. After a moment of panic, she quickly calmed down. After her, even if I dedicate myself to being ravaged by these beasts again, it's fine.

The man whose head was pinned to the bed by Li Jingjing was a little panicked, and said incoherently: "Who the hell are you? I have money, and I will give you whatever you want."

Li Jingjing pouted, too lazy to talk to this character. In his opinion, this kind of man is basically useless except for seducing women. , not like a man with a handle.

Chen Ping winked at Li Jingjing, Li Jingjing didn't hesitate, knocked her unconscious with a palm, then looked at the pale woman and said calmly: "Put on clothes."

The woman is indifferent, she is debauched, hungry and thirsty, but she really can't be naked and elegantly dressed in front of a few strangers who can threaten her life at any time, that's too unrealistic.

Chen Ping walked to the side and sat down on the small sofa, ignoring the pleading eyes of the woman. In his opinion, it is not a serious crime for a woman to be promiscuous, but it is inappropriate to be a bitch and erect a memorial arch. It has been ridden by so many men, it is not a big deal to be seen once.

The woman hesitated a little, gritted her teeth, lifted the quilt, and quickly put on her clothes.

The skin is so white.

Li Jingjing and the others watched from a close distance without taking their eyes off. Most of the women of the mafia gangsters in movies and TVs are not bad in appearance, but they are also like this in reality. People can't help feeling that the saying that art comes from life is indeed true.

When the woman was getting dressed, Chen Ping kept watching with cold eyes, without the pride and arrogance of a winner, and was always calm. In the novel, when faced with a favorable situation, he thought that the general situation was settled, like an idiot. There were so many, Chen Ping naturally wouldn't make such a mistake, when the woman got dressed, Chen Ping immediately stood up and walked out, refusing to say a word of nonsense.

"Brother Chen, this woman lives with Zhao Zhenhong in Room [-], and there is an old man who is supposed to be Zhao Zhenhong's father."

Behind Chen Ping, Li Jingjing said softly, he doesn't like to be procrastinating when doing things, and it is the basic principle of every killer to leave the scene immediately after completing the goal and never stay, so he appreciates Chen Ping's current approach.

Chen Ping nodded, and said lightly: "Take them away together."

After 15 minutes, a Santana without any license plate left the community, 'returning with a full load. '

Chen Ping didn't go back to see Lin Zhonghua directly. He didn't want to expose his whereabouts. The main reason was that he found that the three Li Jingjing were also elite figures he needed at the moment. Of course, returning them to Lin Zhonghua would not work. stay around.

The three of Li Jingjing naturally didn't know that Young Master Chen was already paying attention to them, so they followed Chen Ping and drove out of the community without any suspicion. On the way, a few people changed to a commercial bullet. It was crowded, and with Li Jingjing here, you don't have to worry about such trivial matters as stealing and unlocking the car. Chen Ping patted the steering wheel of the Buick commercial vehicle, smiled, started the car and drove away.

Taking the high speed will not work. After all, the three generations in a coma in the back row are too conspicuous. They can only take the national highway and take a shortcut. According to this speed and route, it should not be too slow to reach Kunming.

As soon as Chen Ping left Yunnan, his mobile phone rang frequently. Most of the ten groups of "elite" teams he sent out did not disappoint him. Except for one group that missed, the others all gained a lot. Chen Ping smiled. Dealing with the phone, passing orders while driving, when he put down the phone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and cursed hard.

The foreign aid around Han Yelin was no longer sufficient. Chen Ping was smoking a cigarette, and there was a hint of arrogance in his smile that could no longer be suppressed.

In Yunnan, the general trend is set.

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