Village Doctor's Magic Hands

As soon as he got to the second floor and saw that there was no one around, Ma Debiao couldn't help asking, "Sir, it's agreed to open a room. You wait in the room. Shall I call sun Rou? Why..."

"I suddenly changed my mind." Zhao Sankin smiled faintly.

Ma Debiao said sadly, "Sir, you don't really want to find a woman to sleep in the hotel?"

"Of course not." Zhao Sanjin shook his head and said, "that woman is for you."

"What?"

Ma Debiao's eyes widened.

Zhao Sanjin said casually, "look at your virtue just now. You must have been suffocated if you haven't touched a woman for so many days?"

Ma Debiao was a little embarrassed when he was old, but he was stunned. It seemed that he had suddenly thought of something. The embarrassment of his face was replaced by the expression of excitement. "What does the uncle mean to cure my little Ding Ding?" he said.

"Why, I don't want to?" Zhao Sankin picked his eyebrows.

"Yes! Of course!" Ma Debiao nodded like smashing garlic and said with a grin: "I don't hide from you. Since you cast the spell that day, my little Dingding used to be as hard as iron, but now it's as soft as a ball of cotton. Sometimes, I wish I could raise my hand and wave a knife, cut and chop this useless thing, and go fishing by the river."

"Really?" Zhao Sanjin said with a smile, "I suddenly don't want to treat you."

"No, no..."

Ma Debiao was almost scared to pee.

Zhao Sanjin kept walking, stretched out his right hand, pointed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on the acupoints of Ma Debiao's lower abdomen, secretly urged him to swallow Xuanjin, and instilled a Xuanjin into Ma Debiao's body through his fingers.

Ma Debiao only felt that the area under his belly was like a spring breeze blowing his face, and like a woman's touch. It was warm and comfortable.

This situation came fast and went fast. It lasted about ten seconds.

Zhao Sankin put away his right hand and said, "OK."

"That's good?" Ma Debiao was still immersed in the short-term comfort.

"Or else?"

Ma Debiao moved his limbs, even shamelessly put his hand into his pants and touched it for a moment. After a moment, he looked at Zhao Sanjin excitedly and didn't dare to channel: "big... Uncle, this little guy really... Really changed... Big... Big!"

His tongue trembled with excitement.

Zhao Sanjin looked pleased and said, "don't worry, it can be bigger."

"Ah?"

Ma Debiao was stunned and didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhao Sanjin's words, but he understood it a few seconds later.

"Shit!"

As soon as the two men came to the door of rooms 405 and 406, they heard Ma Debiao's exclamation. Their faces swelled a little red in a moment, and the green veins in their necks were faintly exposed.

Zhao Sanjing obviously had expected such a situation for a long time. He was not surprised at all. He smiled and asked, "how do you feel?"

"It's really bigger than just now. It's as hard as iron, but it's a little flustered." Ma Debiao couldn't help but show his bitter color. After all, he had tasted the pain of being "cast" by Zhao Sanjin before. This time, although he didn't make his little Ding soft, but bigger, it's too big for his mother.

The most important thing is that it really hurts. It's like a leather ball. It has been blown to the limit, but it's still inflating into it. It's getting bigger and bigger, and it may explode at any time.

It's okay to be soft, but if it explodes, it's really dead

"Can't wait to find a woman to vent?" Ma Debiao looked worried and flustered. Zhao Sanjin felt more and more funny.

"MMM! MMM!"

Ma Debiao nodded like mashing garlic.

Zhao Sanjin reached out and patted Ma Debiao on the shoulder. He smiled and said, "don't worry. Just bear it for a moment. After a few minutes, you will be the God of war who can't fall with a gold gun."

"God of war?"

Zhao asked, "how long did you last?"

"Er..." Ma Debiao hesitated and said with a bitter smile: "half an hour."

"Say it again." Zhao Sanjin's eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be able to see through the colorful intestines in Ma Debiao's stomach.

"Just 20 minutes..."

"Remember again."

"A little more than ten minutes..."

Facing Zhao Sanjin's cold eyes with a bad smile, Ma Debiao's face turned black, the cold sweat on his forehead was coming down, and said secretly, "can you even see this?"

Zhao sanking his mouth and seemed impatient. He grabbed Ma Debiao's right wrist and pressed his right hand on his chest. He said, "don't overestimate your acting skills or underestimate my IQ. Touch your conscience and say it again for the last time. How long is it?"

Ma Debiao's little heart was pounding wildly, and he was about to jump to his throat. He wanted to be tough, but when he saw Zhao Sanjin's aggressive posture, he had to admit frankly with a sad face: "the longest ten minutes is usually five or six minutes..."

"That's right." Zhao Sanjin let go.

Ma Debiao said strangely, "Sir, you... You... Can you really see it?"

"I can see a fart!" Zhao Sanjin scolded, "you can hold for a few minutes, and the gods can't see it, but you look guilty, and fools can see it!"

Poof!

Hearing this, Ma Debiao threw up on the spot

……

The girl in Room 405 is prepared for Ma Debiao. Naturally, Zhao Sanjin won't win people's love. It's his welfare to let Ma Debiao have a good time.

Subsequently, Zhao Sanjin entered room 406, and Ma Debiao called sun Rou to come according to Zhao Sanjin's instructions.

The room is very warm. The white sheets are spotless. The wooden floor is as smooth as a mirror. There is an air conditioner in the corner. On the wall opposite the bed is a 32 inch night crystal TV. Under the TV is a table, on which daily necessities such as toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, kettle and water cup are scattered.

What attracts Zhao Sanjin's attention most is the box of dures between the kettle and the cup.

"No wonder Liu Caiwang is so rich. What he made was some ill gotten gains." Zhao Sankin picked up the box of dures and threw it into the dustbin.

Chunjiang hotel keeps so many beautiful women to provide special services to make huge profits. Behind every box of dures here, in fact, they represent fallen girls and dirty transactions again and again.

Just.

What makes Zhao Sanjin puzzled is that Jiang Xiaofan, as the leader of the action team of the police station, is specially responsible for the anti pornography and anti illegal activities. Even small hotels like Furong Hotel can be swept away. How can Chunjiang hotel be safe?

afraid to?

Jiang Xiaofan's character is stubborn, and she believes in death. She is known as "mother Tyrannosaurus". Liu is her top boss. She dares to offend. She even secretly investigates Liu's hand. She says she dare not investigate the spring hotel. Believe it or not, anyway, three pounds of Chao will never be believed.

No evidence?

It's possible. When Zhao Sanjin came in just now, he also found that Liu Caiwang was very cautious and was vigilant to the guests in and out. If Ma Debiao didn't follow, it's estimated that Zhao Sanjin might not be able to live in even if he had money in his pocket.

Therefore, this is not so much a hotel as a private club of the Liu family. People who know the truth come in for fun, but strangers are turned away. Once the police come to investigate, not to mention that Liu is in charge of the police station and cooperates inside and outside, Jiang Xiaofan can't catch anything at all. Even if they are caught, they will say it's free love, There is no dirty deal in that area. Jiang Xiaofan knows that they lie, and there is no way to cure them.

"It's not easy to come in once. It seems necessary to do something." Zhao Sanjin thought subconsciously.

As soon as such an idea came into being, with a squeak, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Ma Debiao grinned and strode in.

"Where's sun Rou?" seeing that Ma Debiao was the only one, Zhao Sankin wondered.

Ma Debiao whispered, "there is a new girl in Room 302 downstairs. Sun Rou is teaching her there."

"Training?"

Hearing these two words, Zhao Sankin felt a little moved. He immediately felt something bad. He couldn't help but emerge a series of magical pictures in his mind.

Ma Debiao was obviously used to seeing such things, so he shook his head, sighed, and said, "just fed the medicine. It will take a few minutes to attack. Director Liu took off his pants and waited there."

"Liu Yishou?" Zhao Sankin's heart moved again and suddenly realized.

It's working time now. No wonder Liu is so idle. He actually has time to come to Chunjiang hotel. Sun Rou doesn't know where to get a new girl. He specially shouted Liu to give him a taste.

"HMM." Ma Debiao nodded and said, "director Liu is not easy to serve. He likes the new and hates the old. Women are like clothes. He has to play more than two or three times, so he has to get rid of them and replace them. Therefore, every time there is a new girl, he must first let him have a look. If he doesn't look at it, he will let other old boards bid. The reserve price is 2000, and the one with the highest price will get..."

"Son of a bitch!"

Before Ma Debiao finished speaking, Zhao Sankin was in a rage.

At the beginning, Zhao Sanjing just felt that Liu colluded with Liu officials and bandits, engaged in malpractices for personal gain, and profited from them by acting as the umbrella of the Liu family. Now it seems that things are much more serious than he thought. These people colluded with each other and colluded with each other, which has actually reached the point of such lawlessness.

Not killing is not enough to calm the people's anger!

"Uncle, Chunjiang hotel is just the tip of the iceberg. Director Liu and master Liu have done a lot of immoral things." Ma Debiao has stayed in the Liu family for so long, and his status is not low. Obviously, he knows a lot.

Zhao Sanjin wanted to ask questions, but at this time, there was a sound of high heels knocking on the floor outside the door. It was getting closer and closer. It seemed that sun Rouchao came here