Rhode Island Park Project

Xinteleya also looked at the expressionless man with long black hair.

She must have been quite... quite... complete mess with this Lady from Room 17 just now!

Arturo's voice was emotionless. "If you hadn't made her cry, I'd have called you a weakling."

really!

"I was wrong, ma'am! Please spare my life!"

Cintela cried out.

Luo Hang happily pulled Xinteleya, who was wearing a maid outfit, in front of him and said casually:

"Don't shout, don't worry, you won't die."

"I can't rest easy knowing you're saying that! If you can't make me cry by your own strength, can you please not cheat?"

Luo Hang was speechless as he looked at Xinteleya in front of him, who was pure white from head to tail, but had no idea what was going on in her head.

"A female ghost isn't your character, Cintela."

As he spoke, he summoned his [Pope] once again and continued, "But it doesn't matter. In the end, a filial daughter is born under the stick anyway."

"I agreed not to cheat!"

Cintela was furious when she saw the tarot card.

But Luo Hang ignored her and looked at the curious Maria:

"No peeking, kids?"

"Oh, okay, okay..."

Maria turned her face to the side with a slightly flushed face, but her bright eyes were trying hard to glance over here.

Luo Hang did not expose the curious little girl. He just looked at Xinteleya in front of him and shook the tarot cards in his hand:

"I won't make it difficult for you. From now on, your pleasure will continue to accumulate and will only stop after you complete your maid's service."

"Alas!"

Before Luo Hang finished speaking, the maid Xinteleya standing in front of him was startled, her ears pricked up, her thighs clamped together, and she looked embarrassed.

"How strange! I protested, this feeling is too strong!"

"Protests are useless. Once you've truly witnessed my attack power, you'll realize this is already a privilege for you."

"Go ahead and brag, it turns out that big shots are all obsessed with face."

"..."

"..."

Neither of them wanted to talk anymore.

Cintela, who could already feel herself reading the bar, was the first to break the silence awkwardly:

"So what exactly am I supposed to do?"

What kind of maid service job is this? She has never been a maid, so how would she know?

She also said this.

"It turns out that maids do need education."

Luo Hang said something that no one understood.

He waved his hand. "Doberman, tie her hands behind her back, and then go get her a new pair of panties. No, no need. Just take them off first."

"—?"

Xinteleya stood there with a blank expression on her face, but her thin lips opened and closed rapidly:

"I feel like my chastity is in grave danger. Has this person finally lost all patience and is about to reveal his true colors and murder me?

"My first time in life is actually going to be in a place like this, and my partner even cast a strange spell on me to cover up his lack of fighting ability. I might even orgasm from the spell on my first time.

"The toys and tricks of the powerful are indeed more numerous than the snacks in the window display. My life is indeed a complete tragedy."

Luo Hang said expressionlessly: "Dubin, take off your underwear first. Xinteleya, lift up your skirt yourself."

Cintela: "Oh. You're a pervert indeed. Not only do you play with girls' bodies, you also play with their sense of shame. That's what they call manipulation, right? I wonder what kind of miserable state I'll end up in."

Luo Hang had a blank expression on his face, and Doberman also squatted behind Xinteleya who had lifted up her skirt, revealing a pair of straight long legs in long black stockings.

■.

Luo Hang looked at the pure white ponytail behind Xinteleya's waist that was swinging frequently, revealing her inner self, and then looked at the two furry white ears on Xinteleya's head.

They're all the same color...

The tail behind Xinteleya's waist swung a little faster.

Du Bin stood up and looked at Luo Hang.

He waved his hand and didn't take the thing from Du Bin.

"Tied hands."

He continued to look at the expressionless Qian Xinteleya: "If you don't want to be without clothes later, you should know."

"I will listen to you carefully, satisfy your evil tastes, be toyed with by you to my heart's content, and then cry, Master. You see, this is what I really mean."

Cintrea spoke like a wooden figure with no expression.

He smiled slightly.

"That's fine. As long as you perform well, I'll give you more pocket money."

"Although I don't know if I can get the so-called pocket money, I will try my best."

The maid Cintrea's hands were tied.

It's a very déjà vu picture.

He was very interested:

"Now, kneel down, Cintrea!"

"I think I know what I'm going to do, and I can even feel that your tone is different when you say this, Master."

The maid Xinteleya knelt between Luo Hang's legs with her hands behind her back, expressionless.

He didn't care at all and continued to ask with interest: "Can you open a zipper with your teeth?"

"No, Master."

"Then learn!"

"Tsk, I can't escape after all. This is such a terrible thing. I don't know what it will taste like, I hope it's not too disgusting."

Cintrea muttered as she moved her face closer.

then,

"Where's the zipper?! Aren't you tying it with straps?!"

He was actually wearing beach shorts.

The replica was not very successful.

"Then you can't use your teeth to loosen the straps and take them off? You have no learning ability at all!"

Luo Hang was heartbroken.

Xinteleya said with a blank expression: "Okay, okay, you are the master and you have the final say."

But in fact, using your teeth to untie a bow is even easier than pulling a zipper. You just need to bite it and pull it, without even exerting too much effort.

Xinteleya continued to lean forward and bite the upper edge of the beach pants.

Maria, who was peeking at something from the other side, suddenly pricked up her ears and turned around in panic.

Cintela, her face pierced by shadows, swallowed hard. "Is it too late for me to apologize now?"

"What do you say?"

He smiled warmly.

……

Since we are in the arena, the main purpose is of course to watch the game.

"It's indeed as I learned before. There are quite a few infected knights in the preliminaries."

Arturo sat elegantly, his eyes sweeping across the enthusiastic audience.

The preliminaries are not just traditional one-on-one knight duels, but also include events such as a 100-person melee.

Compared with the former, except for some well-known players, the latter attracts more ordinary audiences most of the time.

The reason is also very intuitive.

"Chaos, blood, sheer violence and scenes of bloodshed."

Arturo slowly described the emotions she witnessed. "If one-on-one knight competitions still retain a touch of classical beauty, then what's happening now is the purest and most primal expression of human emotion."

"After all, everyone is under a lot of pressure right now, so they always have to find various channels and methods to vent."

Luo Hang stared at the arena without blinking, "The value of the low-level infected knights is most evident at this time. The casualty rate is high, and they don't need to be too strong. All they need is simple training and then they can be sent up in large numbers.

"If someone advances, it's a surprise. If no one does, it's enough to sell tickets. Those infected after advancing are easy to control. Not only can they be manipulated to fake matches, but Casimir's slave trade system was only abolished not long ago. Achievable competitive knights are still very valuable commodities in many places."

This is the biggest obstacle for the infected people in the Great Knight Territory to escape.

The Chamber of Commerce does not care about their lives, but it cares about the value they can bring.

In order to gain profits, the Commercial Federation has done countless dark things in Plot Zero, where the infected people are settled. Once exposed, it will definitely cause an uproar in the normal society that is still in order.

So they don't want to see anyone leak those things.

"Our good boy has chosen a rather difficult goal for himself this time."

Arturo sighed.

What will be the result of one person confronting the entire business federation, that huge collective of interests?

Margaret, who was exiled at the time, is perhaps the most glaring example.

"But isn't there more than one 'our' good boy this time?"

Luo Hang winked at Miss Tutu beside him, and emphasized the word "our".

"Oh, I don't have a daughter that old."

Arturo didn't hesitate.

"Do you mean age or cup size..."

"Oops!"

Arturo pinched someone's thigh hard, then looked disdainfully at Miss Tenma, who had her head buried like a dead fish, her butt raised, and her wet tail drooping to the side.

"You were quite talkative before, how come you've really become a little devil being taught a lesson now?"

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Chapter 672: Tonight belongs to the Madam, the maid can only stand aside

Sintela was qualified to wear underwear again, but her wet tail couldn't dry out for a while.

Luo Hang sighed in admiration.

"No wonder you always talk about the shower. It turns out this has something to do with your Kuranta's racial talent."

When the pony's tail is wet, it drips. Isn't that the look of a shower head? Quite a vivid description.

"Stop, stop talking."

Xinteleya felt that her sense of shame could still be saved.

And now she has discovered a problem.