80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei breathed a sigh of relief, raised the cup to Job, and said with a smile, "Well...this is your blood...Would you like to taste it?"

Job widened his eyes in horror, watching the blood in the cup increase little by little, while his consciousness gradually blurred... Despair filled his heart...

"Please let me go..."

Job kept struggling, but his hands and feet were fastened by belts, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and it was useless at all.

Eyebrows looked coldly, his heart was as hard as iron.

This pervert does not know how many children have been tied to this table... Who will sympathize with those children?

And the pervert wanted to hurt Xiaobao and Lele... Even a thousand cuts would not be enough to quell her anger!

Bloodletting is just an appetizer!

"Don't want to die? Then answer my question honestly... If you satisfy me, maybe I'll consider letting you go!"

Job nodded vigorously, he didn't want to die at all, he didn't enjoy enough!

"Who founded the Hand of God?" Meimei took out the recorder from the space.

Job hesitated. This was the family's big secret, and he couldn't tell it, otherwise his entire family would be doomed.

"Don't say yes?"

The eyebrows turned cold, put on gloves, took the scalpel from the table, and cut a small piece of flesh on Job's chest. Blood dripped from the flesh. After the blood dripped, it soon turned pale... …

"Do you want to taste your own meat... Would you like to add some seasoning?"

Meimei took out the mustard, squeezed a lot of it on the meat strip, and stuffed it into the mouth of Job, who was screaming in pain.

"do not want……"

Job was in excruciating pain. He couldn't eat any spicy food, let alone his own flesh. He looked at the beautiful brows in front of him in horror, and it was cold from head to toe.

This oriental beauty is more perverted than him!

He kicked the iron plate this time, and he regretted it too much...

"It's so spicy...water...give me water..."

Job spat out the meat sticks, but the mustard remained in his mouth. It was so hot that his tears flowed, and his body was aching. He couldn't stop twisting.

"Is it spicy...have a drink..."

Meimei took out one end of the tube and pointed it at his mouth, blood spurted in, and the sweet smell filled his mouth. Job couldn't help turning his head... He likes to drink blood, but he doesn't want to drink it at all. own blood!

"Didn't you say that blood is the most delicious drink in the world...Come on, drink more...Or it won't be fresh in a while!" Meimei smiled sweetly, obviously harmless to humans and animals, but It made Job feel an unprecedented fear.

"Don't...I tell you...The Hand of God was founded by our Carl family."

Job couldn't help confessing~www.readwn.com~ He didn't want to drink his own blood at all...and he didn't want to eat his own flesh...

"The Killer Organization was also founded by your Carl family?" Meimei asked.

"right……"

Once the psychological defense line was breached, Job stopped keeping secrets, and his expression was sullen.

"In addition to murdering and trafficking in human beings and human organs, what immoral things did your Carl family do?"

"Selling drugs and arms... You can do whatever you want with the money!"

Fifty years ago, the Carl family almost went bankrupt in the economic crisis. At that time, the patriarch resolutely decided to take a risk and set up a killer organization, and also opened a women's branch. Only then did it survive the economic crisis, and even the business became bigger and bigger, and became a pivotal player in Europe in one fell swoop. big consortium.

So... they knew that they would be found out sooner or later, but they were still reluctant to give up!

Doing business in a serious way, where can there be such a business without capital to make money fast!