He seemed to have drank two glasses of wine, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Tang Shaoxuan has great taste in women. I want to see how beautiful you are, and let him protect you like this."
After all, he tore off my mask.
His speed was too fast, and I had no time to stop him.
"Don't!" I yelled and covered my face, but he had already seen clearly, and immediately showed a shocked expression: "It's so ugly? Could it be that Mr. Tang is blind?"
I was trembling all over and wanted to escape, but he blocked the way. He suddenly realized: "I understand, Mr. Tang is tired of playing with beauties and wants to try ugly ones." He touched his chin and said, "Although the face is ugly, but the figure is good, and you can play with your face covered."
I trembled more.
Why? Why don't these men treat me like a human being? Don't they even want to leave me with such a pitiful self-esteem? You must treat me like a weed and step on the mud hard before you are reconciled.
"Or, do you have any special skills?" Young Master Long's eyes were full of malice, "Can you make a male dick stop?"
I lowered my head and couldn't say a word.
"That's enough." With a stern shout, Young Master Long turned his head and smiled and said, "Young Master Tang, why don't you tell me, what is it about this woman that attracts you?"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Mingli's fist hit him in the face, sending him flying.
Long Shao was furious, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Tang Mingli.
Unexpectedly, this Young Master Long also knew martial arts, but his martial arts was not a bit worse than Tang Mingli's. He was knocked to the ground after several rounds, and couldn't stand up after struggling for a long time.
He turned from embarrassment into anger, and said loudly: "Tang Mingli, don't be complacent. If you meet my elder brother, he will beat you to the ground."
Tang Mingli glanced at him coldly: "A fox pretending to be a tiger can be so righteous, and the members of the Long family are no more than that."
After that, he pulled me up and said, "Let's go."
After walking out of Jingxinzhai, Tang Mingli said to me with a hint of anger on his face, "Why didn't you fight back? Let him bark like this?"
I took a deep breath and said, "What's the use? I have nothing now. You aristocrats can crush me to death with one finger. If I resist, I will only humiliate myself, and even suffer ten times and a hundred times." The punishment. The only thing I can do is endure, and only if I endure until the day I become stronger can I have dignity in front of you."
Tang Mingli was silent, and looked at me with complicated eyes, which contained helplessness, sadness, and pity.
And I, the last thing I need is pity.
Compassion often hurts more than insult.
On the way back, I didn't say a word. When I got home, I meditated and practiced Qi. I had to become stronger, stronger and stronger, so that I could protect myself and my family.
Dignity is not given by others, but earned by oneself.
I guided that wisp of breath to swim through my body over and over again, until the next morning, when the sun rose, another wisp of purple air appeared, and I quickly inhaled it into my body.
That ray of breath seemed to grow stronger.
Is this the so-called Primordial Purple Qi
When I wake up in the morning, I feel refreshed and refreshed, as if I have endless energy.
I spent one day familiarizing myself with the pamphlet given by Zhenjun Zhengyang, and then spent another day preparing. On the third night, we arrived at the Ames Hotel and booked Room 1814.
As soon as I walked into the lobby, I suddenly froze, my feet seemed to be filled with lead, and I couldn't move.
I saw him again, Yin Shengyao!
The man who took away my innocence and treated me like a monster.
The man who turned my brother into a vegetable!
He didn't notice me at all and walked straight to the elevator.
He is very handsome, dressed in a casual suit, looks personable, has an impressive temperament, and there is an indescribable air of king in every gesture.
Such a man has a heart of snakes and scorpions.
"What's wrong?" Tang Mingli pressed my shoulder and whispered in my ear.
I lowered my head, concealed the hatred in my eyes, and said lightly, "It's nothing."
Tang Mingli didn't ask any more questions, and accompanied me to another elevator to the eighteenth floor.
Room 1814 is at the end of the corridor. For some reason, the lights on this floor are much dimmer, dark and gloomy, which makes people feel a chill down their backs.
I opened the live broadcast room, and this time I named it: Phantom Fierce Room: Room 1814 where Ghost Walks.
In an instant, more than a hundred viewers joined in.
In the past few minutes, the crown has three crowns.
I quickly explained: "Everyone, I don't know if you have seen the American horror blockbuster "1408 Phantom of the Dead". I like this movie very much. Today we are going to live broadcast a haunted hotel suite."
I introduced the background of the room, and said: "Tonight, I will be with the guests----" I turned the camera to Tang Mingli, "This handsome guy, what do the audience want to call you?"
Tang Mingli touched his chin and said, "Call me a tyrant."
The corners of my mouth twitched twice, and I said, "Everyone, let's get back to business, tonight I will stay with the tyrant in the haunted Room 1814 to see if there are really ghosts here."
My head was full of black lines, and I said: "Everyone, I have already said that I am ugly. In order to prevent everyone from spitting out their dinner, I will not take the route of beauty. Alright, now I will take everyone Take a look at this room."
After all, the Ames Hotel is a five-star hotel. Although Room 1814 is just an ordinary suite, the decoration inside is very high-grade.
However, it is very cold.
I checked the air conditioner, it was 26 degrees, but it was surprisingly cold.
Too cloudy!
I introduced the whole room to the audience, and then said: "Everyone, it's only past eight o'clock, and the ghosts won't come out, so let's take a rest first, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, see you soon."
The live broadcast room was temporarily closed. I breathed a sigh of relief and said to Tang Mingli, "There are still four hours. I'll go downstairs to buy some supper and come back. We'll wait while we eat."
Tang Mingli nodded, and carefully wiped the mahogany sword in his hand with a flannel cloth.
I went to buy a box of barbecue and walked into the elevator. Just as the door was about to close, a hand came in and opened the elevator door.
I looked up, and my whole body stiffened again.
It was Yin Shengyao who came in!
I quickly lowered my head and pressed the brim of my hat. He didn't recognize me, the elevator slowly ascended, and my palms were covered with cold sweat.
I have a dagger in my pocket, if I pull it out and stab him now, what are my chances of winning
I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, he was tall, I had seen his body before, he was full of muscles, but I was just a weak woman who had only killed chickens before.
I'm no match for him, and... I'm afraid I won't be able to fight either.
Killing people is not an easy task.
"What perfume are you wearing?"
I shuddered, was he talking to me
"Don't make me ask again." His voice was cold, but there was an air of inviolability. I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and said, "I never wear perfume."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
The elevator reached the eighteenth floor, and I walked out quickly, only to find that he followed.
I felt a chill in my heart, did he recognize me
I quickened my pace and walked to the door of No. 1814, but I heard the sound of the door opening behind me.
Yin Shengyao actually lives in Room 181? Next door to us
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