Mercenary Favorite Concubine: The Eighth Miss Arrogant

Chapter 211 The Battle with the Dark Building 23
"So Lang'er has such a big appetite and likes to play like this?" At this time, Feng Qianqian was immersed in his own imagination.

Feng Qianlang's smiling face changed suddenly, and she glanced at Feng Qiannian with sharp eyes. The latter couldn't help but froze in his heart, and his complacent expression froze, and then he came back to his senses.

Where is he trying to be nice to him?This look clearly wanted to kill him, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.

"You...what on earth do you want...how?" Struggling desperately, trying to break free from the ropes that bound him, but the more he struggled, the stronger the force that bound him.

Feng Qianlang winked at them, and the four strong men walked up to Feng Qianqian and restrained him, unable to move at all.

And the man in red with the plate also came over.

The things in his hands reflected a cold light under the light of the candle.

Feng Qiannian, who was completely unable to move, looked at the sharp blade on the plate and felt horrified.

Feng Qianlang looked at his terrified eyes, then smiled again, reached out and picked up the sharp knife on the plate, and looked at it carefully.

The sharp blade that reflected the cold light had a curved tip, and the blade was as thin as paper, and it was extremely sharp at a glance, cutting iron like mud.

Looking into Feng Qianqian's eyes, it might be his life-threatening knife.

Feng Qianlang played with it for a while, then put the scimitar back.

"Not yet?"

The strong man who received the order put him behind the screen, and the man in red followed him with a plate, leaving only Feng Qianlang outside. At this time, he was sitting peacefully on the sandalwood chair, holding the tea that had not yet cooled Zhang, talking leisurely.

The fragrance of orchids around him made him sigh in satisfaction.

There was a hysterical cry from inside the screen. "Feng Qianlang, you bastard, wild, bastard, you are not human."

The seated person remained motionless, unaffected in the slightest.

"I beg you, please let me go? Even if you let me be an ox or a horse, I was the one who failed you in the past, please let me go. I am a wild animal, I am an animal..."

Cursing and pleading came intermittently from inside the screen.

"Ah! Don't...you go away, if you don't want to be circumcised, I...I don't want to be an eunuch, I don't have any offspring yet!"

"what……"

The last scream resounded throughout the room, and then it fell completely silent.

Putting down the teacup, the five people inside retreated. "My lord, it's ready!"

Feng Qianlang nodded. "Is it dead?"

"Return to the Lord, there is still life, and the subordinates have woken him up."

With a wave of his hand, the five people bowed and left, and closed the door, and he walked into the screen.

Lying on the recliner inside, Feng Qianqian, who still had half his life left but still opened his eyes, was extremely embarrassed, his face was covered with tears.

The binding ropes on his body were also untied, and his lower body was exposed, with a bloody mess somewhere.

He walked over, took a black cloak from the screen and threw it at his lower body, as if he was satisfied with the result.

"Brother, are you still satisfied with my hospitality? If not, brother, I still have a lot of thoughts, and I will definitely satisfy you."

As for Feng Qiannian, if he didn't take his life, it was already kind to him.

Originally, as long as he stayed at Feng's house in Xiliang City, he would not pursue it anymore, but his legs were fine, and with Feng Tianmo's help, he went to the imperial capital to find him. The fire of hatred he had extinguished was restored again It ignited.

If you don't torture him, won't you let yourself go?
Feng Qianqian's eyes were slack, as if he couldn't hear what he said, and he smirked "hehe" from time to time.

It seems that I can't stand the stimulation, I'm crazy!
(End of this chapter)