infinite boiling

Chapter 835 Attrition
At night, the middle-aged housewife is enjoying her happy queen life at the Dahlia Hotel.

After following Tang Zheng for a whole night, and beating up a few prostitutes, seeing their panicked expressions and begging attitudes, the middle-aged housewife's timidity had long since left a certain corner, and she felt complacent again. She was eager to try and frantically collect sin points, but she was immediately slapped in the face.

Tantai Zongqi disliked the housewife being in the way, and he needed someone to sit in the hotel, so he kept the housewife, but he did not expect that it would lead to malicious speculation.

"Hmph, you didn't take me with you. What a stingy guy. Aren't you just worried that I will take away the sin points? What did you say that I am too weak and will hold everyone back? Pooh, a bunch of selfish guys." Middle-aged The housewife babbled and cursed, not thinking that she was the most selfish guy.

In the most luxurious room of the Dahlia, after taking a comfortable hot bath, the housewife lay on the bed and enjoyed the maid's massage.

With the improvement of power, Tantai not only hired thugs, but also hired five maids to take care of everyone's diet and daily life, to reduce fatigue, but unexpectedly, it was convenient for the housewife to dominate.

"Press hard, you haven't eaten at noon?" Feeling the force from her shoulders, the housewife suddenly turned over, got up, stretched out her hand, and squeezed the maid's chest hard.

The maid felt the pain, folded her hands on her chest, and let out a scream.

"You still dare to yell, shut up." The housewife yelled, and the spitting stars flew far away. The maid's screams made her even more furious, and her hands kept tearing at her body.

"Please, don't hit me, I will do well." The maid is hired from the slums and has several younger siblings to support, so she cherishes the well-paid job, even after being so abused , did not dare to resist, just kept begging for mercy.

The maid didn't know that her weak attitude only boosted the courage of the middle-aged housewife to be violent.

Slap, the housewife grabbed the maid by the hair, and slapped her face fiercely with a wave of her hand. She slapped her face more than a dozen times in a row, and the corners of her mouth were cracked.
"Bitch, you have such a thick skin. My palms hurt from the beating." The housewife was panting, her chest heaved, and feeling a little tired, she pushed the maid off the bed.

The maid sat on the ground, endured the pain, and begged the housewife for mercy.

"Please, don't drive me away, I will try my best to do well."

"Go, call those four maids over." The middle-aged housewife watched the brown-haired foreign woman being beaten by herself, and suddenly felt superior. With a proud smile, she took a fruit from the fruit plate beside her Enjoying a bunch of grapes happily, even the sour juice seems to have become delicious.

The maid went out, and the housewife suddenly laughed wantonly.

"Tantai, Tantai, do you think you are self-righteous, thinking that the old lady can't save up sin points in the hotel? Aren't these maids the best targets? I don't even have to leave the hotel, and I don't have to take the initiative to find prostitutes to beat , you can get sin points." The middle-aged housewife was like an old hen who stole the food from the neighbor's house, smiling happily, "Well, how should I torture those maids? Let them slap each other? No, they are too weak, find an excuse to beat them seriously? Or simply kill them, anyway, there are many gangsters in the hall, and in the name of Tantai, let them dispose of the corpses?"

In order to survive, the middle-aged housewife has completely ignored the lives of others, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it, anyway, no one will come to pursue her legal responsibility in the end.

"Maid, where did you die? Come quickly!" The housewife couldn't wait, and shouted a few times, but no one appeared. Instead, she heard a few light gunshots, which made her tremble.

"There will be no villains, right? No, this is Tantai's lair." The middle-aged housewife grabbed the Thompson submachine gun that was placed next to her and stared at the door. Then she thought that there was still a mobile phone, and hurried to get it and dialed the number. , Call Tantai.

Da da da, the bullet broke the door and shot into the room.

Hearing the sound of bullets flying randomly, the middle-aged housewife screamed in fright, rolled off the big bed, and crawled under the bed. After all, she was a newcomer who had never seen danger, and had long forgotten to fight back.

Bang, the door was kicked open vigorously, four thugs in black suits broke in, and fired at the big bed. They were members of the Tuna Gang, and after collecting information about the troubles in Tantai, they began to act. Destroy his lair.

A bald man walked in. He had severe rhinitis and kept sucking his nose.

"Little boss, there is a middle-aged woman here, and the intelligence is correct, she belongs to them." A black suit opened the bed sheet and saw the middle-aged housewife.

"Drag her out and burn her to death in front of the hotel door, just as a warning to those yellow-skinned people." After looking around the room for a few moments, the little bald head turned and left.

"Don't touch me, get out of the way, or Tang Zheng and Tantai will kill you." The middle-aged housewife struggled and threatened these people loudly.

Seeing the ugly appearance of the housewife, the men in suits laughed. If they were afraid of threats, they would not do this business.

"Get out of here." A man in a suit fired a few shots at her side, calmed her down, and grabbed her silk pajamas.

Tear, the pajamas were too thin, they were torn to pieces, the man in the suit cursed, grabbed the middle-aged housewife by her hair again, and pulled her out.

"It hurts, let go!" the housewife yelled, patting the man in the suit on the arm.

"Bitch, be quiet." The man in the suit slapped him, the corner of the housewife's mouth cracked and she almost fainted.

"FU~CK, this **** is going to hang down to the ground." The man in the suit poked the housewife's loose chest with the muzzle of his gun, mocking her.

The middle-aged housewife was only wearing a pair of pajamas, and after being ripped off, there was only a pair of underwear left, which was quite unsightly, but the man in the suit was not interested either, it was too ugly.

The man in the suit knocked out the phone from the housewife's hand, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her out abruptly.

"I don't want to die!" The housewife grabbed the wall and stalled for time, which immediately resulted in a severe beating. A few pairs of big feet in black leather shoes kicked her lower abdomen and back, causing her to gasp in pain.

When he reached the stairs, the man in the suit let go, kicked the housewife on the buttocks, causing her to roll down, then grabbed her hair, pulled her across the hall, and pulled her to the front of the Dahlia Hotel.

Behind the housewife, there is a bright red blood stain, and her head was smashed.

The bald boss was leaning against a Ford car, smoking a cigarette, and when he saw them coming out, he nodded to his subordinates.

The subordinate understood, opened the car door, took out two barrels of gasoline from inside, walked to the housewife, unscrewed the lid, and poured it down.

"Don't." The housewife instantly turned into a drowned chicken, sniffing the strong pungent smell of evaporated gasoline, feeling the wet burning sensation on the skin, the housewife's complexion suddenly became ugly, and she struggled to get up, wanting to run , but stopped after a few steps, because a man in a suit stood in front of her, clicked on a lighter.

"No, don't!" Looking at the flame, the housewife's face turned pale, staggered, turned and ran to the side.

The men in suits gathered around, and all of them took out their lighters, and after lighting them, they deliberately dangled around the housewife.

The entire long street was filled with their unbridled laughter, as well as the housewife's screams of panic before she was about to die.

"Help me! Someone help me, Tang Zheng!" The housewife kept begging for mercy, but she didn't get any mercy, and then started calling Tang Zheng's name.

"Stop playing, kill her, and leave." The bald man took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and then flicked the cigarette end out.

The cigarette butt fell on the ground, ignited the gasoline, spread, and reached the housewife, like a lit torch, with a bang, a violent flame rose up.

The housewife screamed and ran wildly, and could even hear the sizzling sound of the flames roasting the flesh.

Tang Zheng drove over in a police car, and what he saw was the housewife being grilled alive, struggling to run around.

"Go away!" A man in a suit was very arrogant. When he saw the police car, he immediately fired a few shots at the nearby road, trying to make Tang Zheng retreat.

"Housewife?" Tang Zheng frowned, opened the car door and got out.

"Captain, save me!" Seeing Tang Zheng, the housewife ran a few steps with the last of her strength, but she still fell on the side of the road and climbed with difficulty.

"Get out, didn't you hear?" The man in the suit roared angrily, pointing his gun at Tang Zheng.

"Fuck!" Tang Zheng took out an AT-4, put it lazily on his shoulder, pointed it at the man in the suit, and pulled the trigger.

Boom, the rocket hit the man in the suit with a brilliant tail flame, blasting him into pieces of meat, not even a whole body remained.

"Kill him." The bald man was taken aback. He was about to get into the car and leave when he saw the policeman take out an AT-4 and aim it at this side.

Boom, the car was blown into the sky, and then slammed into the road with a bang. The bald boss was blown out by the blast, injured, and couldn't get up for a while.

"It's too cheap to kill you with one shot." Tang Zheng pulled out an AK47 and shot at the black suits who were still standing. Seven of them were disabled, and one of their legs was all smashed.

Tang Zheng held his rifle and walked towards the unused gasoline barrel. A man in a black suit gritted his teeth and raised his gun, trying to shoot Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng raised the muzzle of his gun and blew his wrist, causing screams.

"I suddenly discovered that this game is really good!" Tang Zheng unscrewed the cover and poured gasoline on the bald boss. On the wrist, crushed bones.

Tang Zheng did the same, pouring gasoline on each black suit, then threw away the gasoline can, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

"No, don't kill us, I can give you a lot of money." The bald boss was not as calm as when he killed the middle-aged housewife just now, and now he was like a humble maggot, begging Tang Zheng for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money." Tang Zheng snorted coldly, flicked out the cigarette,
(End of this chapter)