Yan Qingsi suddenly stretched out her hand to touch Ding Fu's breasts and said in a lewd voice: "I think although this woman is old, she has a good appearance and a well-maintained figure. Let her accompany our brothers and have fun, and make us happy." If you're happy with serving us, maybe I'll let you go."
Yan Qingsi is an actor after all. She can fully express a man's vulgarity and obscenity in just one sentence.
Coupled with the function of the voice changer, it sounded even more terrifying to Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu.
Yue Pengcheng and Ding Fu were stunned. They never expected that they would have to face such humiliation instead of dying.
Ding Fu is an old woman in her fifties, and now she’s going to be fucked
Ding Fu was so frightened that she struggled: "No, I don't want it, Pengcheng, I am your woman, you have to save me... You have to save me, I am your woman, I have only been with one man in my life, you. I only love you, I don’t want to be touched by other men..."
Yue Pengcheng was also panicked. He was a man, and no man would like to wear a green hat on his head.
If he really had to choose, he might just choose to let them kill Ding Fu.
Yue Pengcheng screamed: "Don't go too far, let that bitch Su Ningmei come to see me, let her see me..."
Mrs. Yue walked over, picked up the prop knife, and pressed it hard on Yue Pengcheng's neck. She was so frightened that he became silent for a moment and did not dare to say a word.
Yan Qingsi smiled and said: "Okay, since we don't want your woman to serve us, then you can sacrifice your life in exchange for it. Do it, don't talk nonsense to him, and cut the artery in your neck directly."
After Yan Qingsi finished speaking, she paused deliberately and then said: "Wait, no, cutting the artery will leave a lot of blood, which is difficult to deal with. Put a plastic bag around his neck and cover it to death. Then tie it up later and directly Throw it into the river."
Ji Mianmian couldn't help but add drama to herself and said: "Boss, let me tell you, just cover up your hands and feet to death, throw it into a meat grinder, break it into pieces, and feed it to the fish. You won't see people alive, but you won't see corpses." Even if the police find out by then, there will be no evidence that we killed him, after all, he doesn’t even have DNA!”
Yan Qingsi couldn't help but think about her childhood, and nodded: "Okay, cover her up first."
They discussed the killing method lightly, and the bloody and violent things were like throwing in a piece of pork and filling a pound of dumpling filling.
Yue Pengcheng was shaking uncontrollably and was covered in cold sweat. For a person who was afraid of death, how could he remain calm after hearing such a horrific killing method
Yue Pengcheng begged for mercy: "No, please, don't kill me, please..."
Yan Qingsi kicked Yue Pengcheng in the head: "I'll give you a way to live. If you don't want it, blame us. As for this woman, I think she has some use. Just sell it to a nigger and make some money. Don't worry about her returning to China." …”
Ding Fu instantly felt that she had fallen into hell, sold to niggas... That... That was simply worse than death, it would be better to be given to them...
Yue Pengcheng trembled: "No, no, no, I can't die, and you can't sell her..."
Yue Pengcheng couldn't see anything in the darkness. He could only hear his rapid breathing and fearful heartbeat. As long as he could live, he didn't want anything else.
Yue Pengcheng finally made up his mind and shouted: "Xiaofu, you have been wronged. Our relationship has been the same for ten years, and it will never change because of these things. Don't worry, even if you are betrayed by them... I still don't have feelings for you." It will change…”