After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 155 How cruel is Han Qingrang? !

This problem is simple, she has never encountered it once in her previous life.

In this life, she has encountered all kinds of love problems!

"Doctor Han, I love you the most, okay?"

Straight women's method of coaxing people is not immediate.

He unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over suddenly, "Zhizhi, I'm not spoiled, so you have to pamper me and cling to me at all times, because arrogance is innocent."

"..."

This seductive habitual offender!

"Go in quickly," she patted him on the shoulder, "It's so late, I have to go back."

"Kiss me."

he demanded.

Zhiyun stuck to the corner of his lips.

He still seemed dissatisfied, holding her face in his hands, and after a long time, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhiyun didn't even say goodbye, just turned a corner and walked away.

Han Qingrang stood where he was, his already cold face instantly became dark and gloomy.

"Protect her."

"Yes."

Soon, another car followed silently.

Han Qing turned around, and the door of the Teng Mansion opened.

Zuo Cheng had already been waiting inside the door for a long time, seeing Han Qingrang back with obscurity of desire and dissatisfaction written on his face, Zuo Cheng felt a thump in his heart.

There is no peace in Fuji Mansion tonight!

Of those locked up, it seems that one of them is going to suffer!

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A man sat on a dark red high-backed chair with gold trim.

There is a lacquered red carpet underfoot, and martini glasses are placed on the table.

Beneath him lay a man with injuries all over his body.

"Stapled his hands together."

A man's cold voice came from the high-back chair, and a bone-chilling chill spread throughout the room.

The man lying on the ground begged for mercy in fear: "Patriarch, I know I was wrong, Patriarch, Patriarch, ah... ah ah..."

There were screams one after another.

The man's hands were nailed together.

The bloody and horrific scenes are disgusting.

The man on the high-back chair slowly got up, picked up the martini glass on the table, walked over, and squatted down.

The goblet contained bright red liquid, and he poured it over the man's nailed hands.

"Ah ah... ah..."

One sound more desperate than the other.

"Vine dumps you madman!"

"You are the majestic master of the Vine Mansion. You have put the cart before the horse and put the cicada's wings first. If you use the forbidden technique of the ancient clan, your fate will be terrible!!"

"I curse you, I curse you..."

The man frowned, Qingji's face was full of anger, "It's too noisy."

The man was stunned heavily, his face full of weeping despair.

He thought that he had covered up well in the Fuji Mansion, and that he would never reveal his identity, but he was too naive, since the moment he entered the Fuji Mansion, he had already been exposed.

He was making trouble under Teng Qingdu's nose, and the clown didn't know it.

After being locked up, he thought that someone would come to rescue him, but tonight, Teng Qingdu suddenly attacked him!
Han Qingrang raised his hand.

Immediately someone stepped forward, it was Zuo Cheng, who stood respectfully beside Han Qingrang: "Sir."

"Noisy."

Zuo Cheng understood and followed suit immediately.

"Teng Qingdu, you just killed me, I beg you to kill me..."

Han Qingrang slowly pursed his lips, with a coquettish smile, "Look at my secrets, stay in the dungeon and be a mute for the rest of my life, be grateful, and live a long life."

"No, no, kill me, no..."

That thing in the dungeon, he would rather die than face it.

"Teng Qingdu, you killed me, if you don't kill me, you will suffer retribution...you will suffer... ah..."

There was a miserable scream.

The red 'something' fell to the ground, and the man's mouth was full of blood.

Satisfied, Han Qing gestured to Zuo Cheng: "Drag to the dungeon."

Zuo Cheng complied.

The smell of blood in the room was pungent, and the huge video screen in front of him lit up, showing the picture of that person being dragged to the dungeon. The smell and senses stimulated Han Qingrang's nerves at the same time.

He felt satisfied, a kind of spiritual satisfaction after tyranny.

　What a reader said before is very true [The heroine seems to be affectionate, but in fact she is very insecure, she puts a shell on herself. 】

　　
　
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