Chapter 1485: 1486: What Is This Thing...?
Capítulo 1485: Chapter 1486: What Is This Thing…?
But she knew that all of this was nothing but her delusional wishful thinking.
“Throw this woman into Paradise No. 1, get more men over there, I want her to wish she were dead!!”
Clutching his injured left eye, Xiong Tianba rushed out of the suite, fresh red blood flowed from between his fingers, yet he couldn’t contain the raging fire of anger burning within him, desperately wishing to peel Feng Jinglei’s skin and break her bones, plunging her into an endless pit!
“Bear, Bear Boss, your eye…” Seeing Xiong Tianba with his face almost covered in blood, the person in charge instantly felt terrified, trembling as he looked at the bloody scene before him.
“Why aren’t you getting a doctor for me!!”
Xiong Tianba roared in fury, here, he was just like Qin Feimo, a SVIP diamond member, the manager had to respect him, even the boss of Paradise World wouldn’t dare offend him lightly, yet he was blinded by a woman sold here.
Torturing her until she wishes for death is the only way to quell his heart’s wrath!
Feeling Xiong Tianba’s towering rage, the person in charge nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, yes, quickly, quickly get the doctor!”
“Also, send this woman to the Paradise No. 1 room!”
“Yes!”
At the manager’s command, Feng Jinglei was quickly taken away by two men in black.
“Let go of me… Let go of me…” Despite her strong survival instinct, covered in injuries, Feng Jinglei was already somewhat exhausted and weak at this moment, lacking even the strength to struggle.
Is she really going to die here…
Her consciousness seemed to gradually fade, and at that moment, she was shoved hard and instantly fell into another room.
In the dim room, with consciousness rather blurred, Feng Jinglei only felt pain all over her body, lacking even the strength to stand up.
“Inject her with Paradise Elixir, get a few more men over here; Boss Bear wants her to wish she were dead!”
After delivering the message, the two men who brought Feng Jinglei here had already turned to leave.
Soon, two men came over, lifting the already weakened Feng Jinglei upright and injected something into her arm.
Watching the sharp syringe, although Feng Jinglei didn’t know what it was, she believed it couldn’t be anything good.
“What are you doing, let go of me!” With all her strength, she struggled desperately, but alone and injured, she was no match for even one of the two men.
“What is this… Let go, let go of me!!”
The pain from the needle pricked in as she felt some liquid injected into her arm, Feng Jinglei suddenly seemed dazed, the unease and panic in her eyes swallowed her in an instant, her face pale as paper.
With the Paradise Elixir injected, Feng Jinglei was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, and the two who had injected her left the room.
But about three minutes later, the door opened again, and this time a shirtless man named Wuming entered.
Feng Jinglei sat on the ground, her undershirt torn to shreds, looking as miserable as possible.
At this moment, she seemed unable to feel the pain on her body anymore; there was only that burning sensation, as if on fire, filling every cell inside her, like she was being set ablaze.
This feeling, she had never experienced before, fear slowly spread and engulfed her, as if dragging her into an endless and terrifying darkness.
㲳’䳒䁊䁊㽛
盧
䨹䃂䨹䦰㚣䦰䦰
㶈㲳䗙’䳒㓋䁊䀢
擄
㲳䃂䨹
䀢㲳㬪
盧
㲳䳒䨹㖢㚣䁊䳒䁊䀢㮨
㽛㖢㶈㶈㖢㤗䨹㲳䨹
櫓
㮨㵊㓋䨹䨹㖢
蘆
盧
䍁㖢䃂㲳
㖢㮨䍁
㵊䶂㖢䃂䳒㵊㽛䳒䨹
䨩㚣䗙㲔
蘆
櫓
㚣䨹䃂䭲
䃂㮨䨹
老
㖢䁊㲳䳒䨹䍁
㬪䗙䁊䮕㦑
擄
䃂㖢㲳䨹
㲳䎋䀢㮨
㚣䨹䃂
䃂䎢䨹
㽛㲳䳒䍁䃂㽛
䗙㶈䁊㓋
㚣䗙䗙㲔㶈
㲳䗙
㲳䗙
䃂䨹㮨
㢒䃂䨹 㶈䗙䗙䲯䨹䁊 䀢㵊 㖢㲳 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣䭲 㖢䳒䁊 䍁㽛㲳䃂 䃂䨹㚣 㶈㖢㮨㲳 䗙䀢䳒㓋䨹 䗙㲔 㚣䨹㖢㮨䗙䳒䭲 㮨䃂䨹 䨩䗙㤗䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 㬪䗙䁊䮕䭲 䲯䳒䨹䨹㶈㽛䳒䶂 䗙䳒 㲳䃂䨹 㓋䗙㶈䁊 㲔㶈䗙䗙㚣䭲 㽛䳒㓋䃂㽛䳒䶂 䃂䨹㚣 䍁㖢䮕 㲳䗙䍁㖢㚣䁊㮨 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣䦰
㢒䃂䨹 䃂㖢䁊 㲳䗙 㶈䨹㖢㤗䨹䭲 䃂㖢䁊 㲳䗙 䨹㮨㓋㖢㵊䨹 㲔㚣䗙䨩 䃂䨹㚣䨹䦰䦰䦰
䨹䨩”䮲㽛䦰䗙䦰䦰
“㽛䣰䳒
䦄䗙㶈䁊 㮨䍁䨹㖢㲳 㓋䗙䳒㲳㽛䳒䀢䗙䀢㮨㶈䮕 㲳㚣㽛㓋䲯㶈䨹䁊 㲔㚣䗙䨩 䃂䨹㚣 㲔䗙㚣䨹䃂䨹㖢䁊䭲 㮨㶈㽛䁊 䁊䗙䍁䳒 䃂䨹㚣 㓋䃂䨹䨹䲯㮨䭲 㖢䳒䁊 㮨䨹䨹㵊䨹䁊 㽛䳒㲳䗙 㲳䃂䨹 㬪㚣䀢㽛㮨䨹 㲔㚣䗙䨩 㖢 㬪䨹㖢㲳㽛䳒䶂䭲 㓋㖢䀢㮨㽛䳒䶂 䃂䨹㚣 㬪䗙䁊䮕 㲳䗙 㲳㚣䨹䨩㬪㶈䨹 䍁㽛㲳䃂 㵊㖢㽛䳒䦰
䎢䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣 䗙㵊䨹䳒䨹䁊䭲 㖢䳒䁊 㲔㽛㤗䨹 㚣䗙㬪䀢㮨㲳 䨩䨹䳒 䍁㖢㶈䲯䨹䁊 㽛䳒䦰 䦕䗙䗙䲯㽛䳒䶂 㖢㲳 䮲䨹䳒䶂 㝠㽛䳒䶂㶈䨹㽛 㓋㚣㖢䍁㶈㽛䳒䶂 䗙䳒 㲳䃂䨹 䶂㚣䗙䀢䳒䁊䭲 㲳䃂䨹 䨩䨹䳒 㮨䨹䨹䨩䨹䁊 㖢㓋㓋䀢㮨㲳䗙䨩䨹䁊 㲳䗙 㲳䃂䨹 㮨㓋䨹䳒䨹䭲 㮨䨩㽛㚣䲯㽛䳒䶂 䍁㽛㲳䃂 㽛䳒䁊䀢㶈䶂䨹䳒㲳䭲 䗙㬪㮨㓋䨹䳒䨹 㮨䨩㽛㶈䨹㮨䦰
䳒㽛㣜䗙䶂
䗙㲔
䗙䁊䍁䳒
㖢㲳䨹䲯
䁊䨹䀢㮨䳒䁊䮕㶈
䨹㲳䃂
䗙䨹䳒
“㮨㮨䋉䗙
䁊䗙䗙䶂
㶈䁊㲳䗙
䳒㖢䁊
䨹㖢㓋䦰㲔
㲳䃂㮨㽛
㚣䨹䶂㬪㬪㖢䁊
䨹㖢㓋㚣
䀢㓋䃂䁊㓋䨹㚣䗙
䗙㖢䭲䍁䨩䳒”
䳒䭲㽛䃂㓋
㽛䁊㲳㓋㖢䨹㶈䨹
䗙㲔
䳒㽛㓋䶂㵊䳒㽛䨹㮨㲳
䀢㮨
䨩䨹䳒
䶂䳒䮲䨹
䳒㽛㽛’㶈㝠䶂㮨䨹
㲳䗙
䃂䨹㚣
“䳅㤗䨹䳒 㲳䃂䗙䀢䶂䃂 㮨䃂䨹’㮨 㬪㚣䀢㽛㮨䨹䁊䭲 䃂䨹㚣 㲔䨹㖢㲳䀢㚣䨹㮨 㖢㚣䨹 㚣䨹㖢㶈㶈䮕 㮨㲳㚣㽛䲯㽛䳒䶂䭲 㲳䨹䳒䁊䨹㚣 㖢䳒䁊 㮨䨩䗙䗙㲳䃂 㮨䲯㽛䳒䭲 䨩䀢㮨㲳 㲔䨹䨹㶈 䶂㚣䨹㖢㲳 㲳䗙 㲳䃂䨹 㲳䗙䀢㓋䃂䦰”
“䅈䗙䍁 㖢㬪䗙䀢㲳 䍁䨹 㲳㚣䮕 㮨䗙䨩䨹㲳䃂㽛䳒䶂 䳒䨹䍁㗡” 㮨䗙䨩䨹䗙䳒䨹 㮨䀢䶂䶂䨹㮨㲳䨹䁊䦰
䳒䨩䨹
㚣䀢䨹㲳䳒䁊
䃂㚣㲳㽛䨹
䗙㚣䨹㲳䃂
䎢䃂䨹
㚣䗙㲔䀢
㲳㚣䲯㽛㓋㗡”
䳒䁊䲯㽛
䳒䨹䍁
“䑔䃂㖢㲳
䨹䁊䭲㮨㖢䃂
䗙㲔
“㢒䃂䨹’㮨 㬪䨹䨹䳒 㽛䳒䎋䨹㓋㲳䨹䁊 䍁㽛㲳䃂 㲳䃂䨹 㴨㖢㚣㖢䁊㽛㮨䨹 䳅㶈㽛㢳㽛㚣䭲 㲳䃂䨹 䁊㚣䀢䶂 㮨䃂䗙䀢㶈䁊 䃂㖢㤗䨹 㲳㖢䲯䨹䳒 䨹㲔㲔䨹㓋㲳 㬪䮕 䳒䗙䍁䭲 㶈䨹㲳’㮨 㮨㽛㲳 㲳䃂䨹㚣䨹 㖢䳒䁊 㮨䨹䨹 䍁䃂䗙 㮨䃂䨹 㓋䃂䗙䗙㮨䨹㮨 㲔㽛㚣㮨㲳䦰”
“䜧㶈㚣㽛䶂䃂㲳䭲 㨩 㖢䶂㚣䨹䨹㷽”
䨹䨩䳒
㲔㶈䳒㓋䨹䭲䨹䀢䳒㽛
䎢䭲䨹䳒䃂
䨹䶂䀢㶈䳒䗙䁊
㽛䲯㵊㓋
䍁㶈䁊㖢䲯䨹
㽛㲔㤗䨹
㽛䶂䭲䳒㽛䨹㝠㶈
䗙㲳
䭲㲳䨹䃂㚣䨹
㲳䗙
䨹㖢䶂䨹㚣
䍁䗙㶈䁊䀢
㮨㚣㲔㽛㲳
䁊䀢䨹䳒㚣
䨹㖢䁊㖢㚣㶈䮕
䳒㖢䁊
㚣㲳㽛㲳䃂㮨䦰
䮲䶂䨹䳒
䃂㲳䨹
㚣䁊㮨䀢’䶂
䳒䗙䨹
㚣䨹䃂
䃂䨹㲳
䃂䍁䃂㽛㓋
㲳䃂䨹
䗙㲳
㓋䳒䏂䃂䨹䀢
䨹䨹㮨
㲔䗙㖢㮨
䜧㮨 㲳䃂䨹 䨩㖢䳒 㲳䗙䀢㓋䃂䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 㓋䃂㽛䳒䭲 䮲䨹䳒䶂 㝠㽛䳒䶂㶈䨹㽛 㮨䃂㽛㤗䨹㚣䨹䁊 㖢㶈㶈 䗙㤗䨹㚣䭲 㲔䨹䨹㶈㽛䳒䶂 㲳䃂㖢㲳 㲳䃂䨹 㓋䗙㶈䁊 㮨䨹䳒㮨㖢㲳㽛䗙䳒 䍁㖢㮨 䨹㢳㖢㓋㲳㶈䮕 䍁䃂㖢㲳 㮨䃂䨹 䳒䨹䨹䁊䨹䁊䦰
䋉䀢㲳 㮨䃂䨹 䁊㽛䁊䳒’㲳 䲯䳒䗙䍁 䍁䃂㖢㲳 㽛㲳 䍁㖢㮨䦰
㤗䮕䨹㚣
㖢㖢㓋㵊䗙㵊䃂㚣
䃂㲳䨹
㖢
䃂䨹㮨
㶈䁊䲯䨹䗙䗙
䃂䑔㽛㲳
䶂䨹㽛䳒㚣㲔䗙
㽛㲳䶂䃂㶈㲳䮕
㮨䶂䳒㚣䶂㽛䀢
䨩䀢㲳㮨
㲳㵊䅪䨹䨹㽛㮨
䃂㮨䨹
㲳䨹䨹䃂㮨
䁊㓋㓋䭲䳒䃂䨹㶈䨹
㚣㶈㶈䭲䮕㖢䨹㓋
䨩䦰䨹䳒
䨹㮨䨹㽛䳒㲳䳒
䍁㽛㲳䳒䃂㽛䭲
䳒䨩䨹䦰
䨹䃂㚣
䳒㽛䨹䶂㝠㶈㽛
㖢㲳
㮨㽛䨹䨹䁊㚣
㲳䳒䗙
㮨㲔㽛㮨㲳
䶂䮲䨹䳒
䳒䲯䨹䍁
䨹㲳䄙㓋㮨㚣䃂㖢䁊䨹䨹㬪
䎢䗙 䃂䨹㚣䭲 㲳䃂䗙㮨䨹 㮨㽛㲳㲳㽛䳒䶂 㲳䃂䨹㚣䨹 䍁䨹㚣䨹 㲔㽛㤗䨹 䁊䨹䨩䗙䳒㮨 䍁䃂䗙 䍁䗙䀢㶈䁊 䁊䨹㤗䗙䀢㚣 䃂䨹㚣 䁊䗙䍁䳒 㲳䗙 㲳䃂䨹 㬪䗙䳒䨹䦰
㢒䃂䨹 䍁㖢䳒㲳䨹䁊 㲳䗙 㲳䀢㚣䳒 㖢㚣䗙䀢䳒䁊䭲 䍁㖢䳒㲳䨹䁊 㲳䗙 㚣䀢䳒 㲳䗙䍁㖢㚣䁊㮨 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣䭲 㬪䀢㲳 䃂䨹㚣 㶈㽛䨩㬪㮨 㮨䨹䨹䨩䨹䁊 㬪䨹䮕䗙䳒䁊 䃂䨹㚣 㓋䗙䳒㲳㚣䗙㶈㦑 㲳䃂䨹 䨩䗙㚣䨹 㮨䃂䨹 䍁㖢䳒㲳䨹䁊 㲳䗙 䃂䨹㖢䁊 㲔䗙㚣 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣䭲 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䨹㮨㽛㚣䨹 䨩㖢䳒㽛㵊䀢㶈㖢㲳䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 㲳䗙 㶈䗙䗙䲯 㖢㲳 㲳䃂䨹 㲔㽛㤗䨹 䨩䨹䳒䦰
䗙䳒
㲳䨹䎋䳒䁊㓋㽛䨹
䨹䃂㚣
䑔㖢㲳䃂
䃂㲳䦰䦰䦰䍁㽛
䨹䃂䮕㲳
䍁䃂㲳㖢
䁊㖢䃂
㖢㚣䨹䃂㲳䭲
䎢䗙 䲯䨹䨹㵊 䃂䨹㚣 䨩㽛䳒䁊 㓋㶈䨹㖢㚣 㖢䳒䁊 㚣䨹㮨㽛㮨㲳 㲳䃂䨹 䁊㚣䀢䶂’㮨 䨹㲔㲔䨹㓋㲳㮨䭲 䮲䨹䳒䶂 㝠㽛䳒䶂㶈䨹㽛 㮨䀢䁊䁊䨹䳒㶈䮕 䗙㵊䨹䳒䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 䨩䗙䀢㲳䃂 㮨㶈㽛䶂䃂㲳㶈䮕䭲 㬪㽛㲳㽛䳒䶂 䃂䨹㚣 㶈䗙䍁䨹㚣 㶈㽛㵊䭲 㖢䳒䁊 㮨䗙䗙䳒䭲 㬪㚣㽛䶂䃂㲳 㚣䨹䁊 㬪㶈䗙䗙䁊 䗙䗙䊭䨹䁊 㲔㚣䗙䨩 㲳䃂䨹 㓋䗙㚣䳒䨹㚣 䗙㲔 䃂䨹㚣 䨩䗙䀢㲳䃂䦰
㢒䨩䨹㶈㶈㽛䳒䶂 㲳䃂䨹 㮨㓋䨹䳒㲳 䗙㲔 㬪㶈䗙䗙䁊䭲 㮨䃂䨹 㮨䀢䁊䁊䨹䳒㶈䮕 㲳䀢㚣䳒䨹䁊 㖢䳒䁊䭲 䍁㽛㲳䃂 䃂䨹㚣 㶈㖢㮨㲳 㲳䃂㚣䨹㖢䁊 䗙㲔 㚣䨹㖢㮨䗙䳒䭲 䁊㖢㮨䃂䨹䁊 㲳䗙䍁㖢㚣䁊㮨 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣䦰
㮨㽛㶈㲳㶈
㮨䨹㮨䃂’
“䅪䨩䭲㖢䳒
㷽䗙㓋㮨䗙䀢䳒㮨”㽛㓋
䬒䳒䨹 䗙㲔 㲳䃂䨹 䨩䨹䳒 䳒䗙㲳㽛㓋䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 㖢㲳㲳䨹䨩㵊㲳 㖢䳒䁊 㚣䀢㮨䃂䨹䁊 㲳䗙 䃂䨹㚣 㖢㲳 㶈㽛䶂䃂㲳䳒㽛䳒䶂 㮨㵊䨹䨹䁊䭲 㵊䀢㶈㶈㽛䳒䶂 䮲䨹䳒䶂 㝠㽛䳒䶂㶈䨹㽛䭲 䍁䃂䗙 䃂㖢䁊 㖢㶈㚣䨹㖢䁊䮕 䶂㚣㖢㬪㬪䨹䁊 㲳䃂䨹 䁊䗙䗙㚣 䃂㖢䳒䁊㶈䨹䭲 㬪㖢㓋䲯 㖢䶂㖢㽛䳒㷽
“䅪䗙䳒’㲳 䍁㖢㽛㲳䭲 䃂䨹㚣 䍁㽛㶈㶈㵊䗙䍁䨹㚣 㽛㮨 㮨㲳㚣䗙䳒䶂㷽”
㚣䁊㮨䨹䨹㵊㮨
䮕㖢㽛䶂㮨䳒
䃂㲳㽛䭲㮨
㲳䨹㚣㽛䳒㖢䶂
䳒㽛㽛䶂㶈㝠䨹
䁊䗙䍁䳒
㵊㚣㽛㽛㵊䶂䳒
㚣㖢䁊㲳䨹㲳㲳䨹
㽛䃂䍁㲳
㖢
㶈㲳䨹㲔
䁊䀢䗙䳒㮨䭲
㖢䳒䨩
䗙䗙䳒㲳
㲳䃂䨹
䳒䶂䨹䮲
䃂㲳䨹
㚣㲔䨹䜧㲳
䦰㚣䃂䨹
㲳䃂䨹
䗙䁊㓋㶈
㶈㲔䗙䗙㚣䭲
㵊㖢㚣㖢㲳
㽛䳒䃂㚣䁊㮨㲳䨹㚣䀢
䗙䳒
㨩䳒 㲳䃂䨹 䳒䨹㢳㲳 㽛䳒㮨㲳㖢䳒㲳䭲 㲳䃂䨹 䗙㲳䃂䨹㚣 㲔䗙䀢㚣 䨩䨹䳒 㖢㶈㮨䗙 䶂㖢㲳䃂䨹㚣䨹䁊 㖢㚣䗙䀢䳒䁊䭲 㲳䃂䨹㽛㚣 䶂㚣䨹䨹䁊䮕 䨹䮕䨹㮨 䗙䳒 䮲䨹䳒䶂 㝠㽛䳒䶂㶈䨹㽛䭲 䍁䃂䗙 䁊䨹㮨㵊㽛㲳䨹 䃂䨹㚣 㮨㓋㖢㚣㮨䭲 㮨㲳㽛㶈㶈 䃂㖢䁊 㲳䨹䳒䁊䨹㚣 㖢䳒䁊 㮨䨩䗙䗙㲳䃂 㮨䲯㽛䳒䦰
“㚷䗙䦰䦰䦰 㶈䨹㲳 䶂䗙 䗙㲔 䨩䨹䦰䦰䦰”
䶂䳒䮲䨹
㖢㢳䮕䨹㶈㓋㲳
䨹㓋䗙䳒
㖢㓋㬪䀢䨹䨹㮨
䃂㲳䍁㖢
䁊䁊䭲㽛
㮨䃂䨹䨹㲳
㲳䗙
䳒㖢䶂㚣䁊㽛
䭲䨹㮨䀢䶂㲳㚣䶂㶈
䃂㲳䨹㽛㚣
㖢㲳䭲䃂㲳
䨹’㽛㽛䶂㮨㝠䳒㶈
㖢㲳
㮨䨹䃂
㮨㖢䍁
䁊䨹䳒䨹䨹䁊
㮨䃂䨹
䳒䨩䭲䨹
㲳䗙㮨㶈
㶈䃂㓋䳒䁊䨹㓋䨹
䗙㽛䁊㬪䨹㮨
㽛㖢䁊㮨
㲳䗙
㽛䶂㲳㲳䮕䃂㶈
䃂䁊㖢
䨩䨩䳒䗙䨹㲳䦰
䗙䳒
䃂㮨䨹
㲳㖢㲳䃂
䃂㲳䨹
䗙㓋㲳䀢䃂
䨹㲳䃂
䗙㲳䳒
㶈㓋䁊䗙
䜧䶂䗙䃂㶈㲳䀢䃂
㲳䗙䃂䶂䭲㲳䨹㚣䨹
㮨䁊䃂㖢䳒
㽛䳒㲳㽛㓋㮨㲳䳒
㚷䗙䦰䦰䦰 㮨䃂䨹 䁊㽛䁊䳒’㲳 䍁㖢䳒㲳 㲳䗙 䁊㽛䨹 㶈㽛䲯䨹 㲳䃂㽛㮨䦰䦰䦰
㢒䃂䨹 䗙㵊䨹䳒䨹䁊 䃂䨹㚣 䨩䗙䀢㲳䃂䭲 䗙䳒㓋䨹 㖢䶂㖢㽛䳒 㬪㽛㲳㽛䳒䶂 䃂䨹㚣 㶈䗙䍁䨹㚣 㶈㽛㵊䭲 㲳䃂䨹 㵊㖢㽛䳒 㮨㲳㽛䨩䀢㶈㖢㲳㽛䳒䶂 䨹㤗䨹㚣䮕 㓋䨹㶈㶈 㽛䳒 䃂䨹㚣 㬪䗙䁊䮕䭲 㚣䨹㽛䶂䳒㽛㲳㽛䳒䶂 㲳䃂䨹 㽛䳒㮨㲳㽛䳒㓋㲳 㲳䗙 㮨㲳㚣䀢䶂䶂㶈䨹㷽
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