Cosma Empire

林 Dulin rubbed Delier's neck with one hand, and fists into the other, slamming it on Delier's delicately dressed face. This punch is full of strength. Although the strength and physical fitness of the sixteen-seven-year-old boy is far inferior to that of an adult, considering the thinness of Delier, this punch has already done enough damage to him. The blood immediately flowed down Delil's sore and sore nose, and the hot heat flowed along his lips to the sides. He looked at Dolin in horror and struggled desperately.

Du Lin did not hesitate to give him another punch, another punch, another punch!

There is only the sound of "噗", "噗", "噗" in the office.

After he hit seven or eight punches in a row, Delir's eyes showed a look of begging and fear, and he no longer struggled, it seemed to be a compromise.

Dulin loosened his hand around his neck and shook his arm. These fists actually hurt his fist. There was no flesh on Delil's face, and he could always hit his cheekbones when he beat him. At the same time, he hurt his fist at the same time.

I got the "free" Delil gasping, the whole body curled into the egg, and looked at this rude, unreasonable, barbaric young man in fear.

"You can't do this to me!", A slightly sharp throat and a terrified expression on his face made Delir's artistic atmosphere disappear instantly.

Du Lin raised an eyebrow, then picked up a miniature totem pole carved from ivory on Delil's table, and slammed it on Delir's arm. The crisp voice made both people realize that there must be a broken bone between the arm and the ivory. Of course, the fracture is definitely not ivory, so it is Delir's arm.

His scream didn't last for a second, and the ivory in Du Lin's hand was raised high, and the soaring scream like a soprano came to an abrupt end.

"Mr. Delir, can we talk about it now?", Du Lin stared at the egg, holding his arm in tears and crying as Delir had been raped, his eyes were dangerous and fierce.

Delil nodded and nodded, tears and nosebleeds mixed, dripping on the collar of his favorite clothes, a drop of red stain shocking.

"Very good, this is good!", Du Lin arbitrarily put the ivory artwork in his hand back to the original position, and also adjusted the position intentionally to keep it as it was before. He sorted out his clothes and instruments, and sat on the table. "So now, can you tell me what I can do to get Mrs. Vivian as soon as possible?" He took it out of his pocket. I lit a cigarette and drank a small amount of banquet directly on Delier's body after taking a sip.

Delier trembled and said with a trembling voice: "Mrs. Vivian has a passionate pursuit of all good things ..." When he was here, Delier suddenly became silent, and he didn't know he should Shouldn't be honest, he duly glanced at Du Lin, who became fierce again. He froze and decided to say it thoroughly. The only thing he can pray now is that Du Lin has nothing to do with Mrs. Vivian, otherwise he would surely be ugly.

"Mrs. Vivienne has a special hobby ... she likes young, young boys, but not too young, about 13 or 14 years old, handsome or beautiful boys.", Said all said Come out, Delier does not seem to intend to keep it, just say it all. Anyway, to say half a sentence is dead, and to say a hundred sentences is also dead. It is better to confuse the current situation first, and then consider what will happen in the future.

"In fact, many husbands and men like these tunes. Most of their husbands raise lovers out of bread. They rarely do anything even if they go home overnight. I do n’t know whether it is due to revenge or some kind of women. Hobby. In short, several ladies like to do this. In addition to running this art museum here, I am also searching for their prey for these special guests. "

"I should have said everything, can you let me go?"

Su Du Lin suddenly felt a bit speechless. He looked around, apparently an art museum full of art, and did not expect to be doing such a dirty job in secret. This curator of the art museum is actually a special pimp? !!

I ca n’t think about it from another angle, in fact, this is normal. These husbands who have a very high status have long lacked the necessary care and nourishment, and will definitely complain. Some of them can bear it, but others can't bear it, especially women like Vivienne who have special powers themselves, they don't care what men think and do. Last time, he also heard Kevin said that the mayor was a female boss of a restaurant that the parliamentarian had raised, but he didn't expect to find these activities here in a blink of an eye.

Actually, he didn't know that Delier didn't make it all clear. The so-called flower arrangement and tea party were simply a carnival party belonging to these husbands and wives, in this art museum full of art, full of hormones.

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However, this special hobby made Du Lin scratch his head. If Mrs. Vivienne likes money, he can afford it. If she likes something, he can find a way to get it. But she likes little boys on horseback, does she want to go by herself?

Suddenly, Du Lin thought of a man—dufo.

俊 That guy who is so beautiful as a girl is sure to be liked by these husbands, and it is not a disadvantage to him.

I thought that Du Lin's **** had been removed from the table. He walked to the egg chair. Delier thought that Du Lin would continue to beat him, and immediately protected his head, shaking his body slightly. But after waiting for a while, the unexpected storm didn't come, he smirked and let go of his arm, and laughed twice.

Doolyn reached out his hand slowly, stabbed Delil's collar, and bounced the soot falling on his body. "Look, I know some secrets that shouldn't be known. If you don't want to be found floating in one day, In the Agate, you'd better close your mouth. Two days later, just make an excuse to invite Mrs. Vivian to come, I'll send her a gift, understand? ", Du Lin patted Delil's cheek Delil nodded blankly.

"I remember, two days later, Mrs. Vivian, great gift!"

Du Lin nodded with satisfaction, took out a roll of ten yuan denomination banknotes from his pocket, counted ten randomly and put them in his pocket, and threw the rest directly to Delir.

The banknotes that lost their bonds instantly turned into a piece of paper, spinning, rolling and falling slowly.

Looking at Du Lin who turned away after the rain of banknotes, Delier had a feeling of being licked after the dog day.