Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

Lu Ping looked at the fallen female star in front of him.

My heart is full of anger.

"Lan Bingbing, it's not that I, Lu Ping, are cruel and ruthless. It's you who play more and more every time." Lu Ping frowned, took a few steps towards Lan Bingbing, and said, "What do you think you are paying... Third master's woman, I dare not touch you, do I? Okay, then I will fulfill you now!"

Lan Bingbing sneered: "Are you really not afraid of the third master? His methods are beyond your imagination!"

"I, Lu Ping, always do whatever I want. Whoever gets in the way will be killed!" Lu Ping emphasized, he snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, raised his hand and flicked it, and flew into the trash can behind him.

Lan Bingbing turned her head and yelled at Mahjong: "Now is the time for you to be loyal to the third master. Whether you kill this driver or let the third master chop you up to feed the bastard, you choose yourself!"

"This this……"

Mahjong almost cried.

Fu Sanye and Lu Ping, he can't afford to offend either of these two masters.

"Abandoning evil and doing good, there is no such thing as good." Lu Ping glanced at the mahjong: "Let me tell you the truth, Lu Ping doesn't pay attention to Fuyanjie or dish soap. You have two choices now, one is to ask The bitch in front of you is loyal, and you will be buried with her. The second is...you go to the outside yard and pick a fresh branch back."

Ok?
What does it mean to fold a branch back?
Mahjong engages in a complex psychological struggle.

It's really not worth burying this despicable woman.

But offending Mr. Fu because of this is also a dead end.How should I choose?

"Then... the branch, do you want the one with leaves or without leaves?" Mahjong was a gamble at the critical moment.

Lu Ping asked back, "What kind of pumping hurts?"

Mahjong said: "Of course it doesn't have leaves, the branches are very stinging."

Lu Ping said: "Then the branches."

"Okay...ok..." Mahjong nodded, then turned and walked out.

Lan Bingbing's expression tightened: "What do you want to do? I warn you, don't act recklessly! I...I'll call the third master right now!"

Lu Ping was about to let her fight.

The two mahjong subordinates stepped forward to control Lan Bingbing, found her mobile phone, and threw it to the ground.

Move so quickly?

It is worthy of being a mahjong subordinate.

Obviously, the two of them have been following the direction of their boss, waiting for an opportunity.

And Mahjong chose to stand on the opposite side of Lan Bingbing at the critical moment, so they naturally had to maintain a high degree of consistency with the boss in terms of thinking and actions.

"Yes, yes, you two are safe." Lu Ping nodded slightly at them.

Subordinate A smiled respectfully: "Right, hehe, in fact, we have long thought that this blue goblin is not pleasing to the eye. He confuses our third master with his appearance all day long, and it is not good for us. We are scolded all day long."

Subordinate B echoed: "Yes, yes, this bitch has been putting on airs and pretending to be a tiger. Every day I see her wandering around in the yard, scratching her head and making poses, I feel disgusted."

"You...you traitors! And that bastard Mahjong! I...I let the third master peel your skin!" Lan Bingbing struggled a bit, and roared like a shrew.

Snapped!
A slap in the face!

Snapped!
Another slap in the face!

Mahjong's two subordinates seem to have reached a tacit understanding, one hits the left cheek and the other hits the right cheek.

Lan Bingbing's face suddenly became bruised and purple.

"Don't stop, keep hitting!" Lu Ping gave them further instructions for mahjong: "Slap the face first, and then hit other parts. Didn't this woman always think she was beautiful and tender? Today, Lu Ping will beat her back. Prototype, let's see how many parts of her body are made out!"

Lan Bingbing was stunned for a while, how did he know that he had plastic surgery.

Are all men's eyesight so powerful?Hou Shijie saw it, and Mr. Fu also raised doubts.But they are all his pillow people, so under such close contact, it is inevitable that more or less flaws will be exposed.

But this driver...

For a while, Lan Bingbing suddenly remembered something.

Back when she sent Shao Jinyuan to deal with Lu Ping but failed, when Lu Ping broke into his home, he had revealed many embarrassing things and scandals about him in the past, and even some past events that had long been dusted were dug up by him with a phone call.

In this regard, it is not uncommon for him to know that he has undergone plastic surgery.

The point is, my Lanbing Bingguang plastic surgery has cost several million.

'It doesn't matter if you are born with a deficiency, it doesn't matter where it is not beautiful. '

This sentence used to be the most reasonable saying in Lan Bingbing's plastic surgery process. Every time she has plastic surgery, she will improve a lot of self-confidence.From eyebrows to nose, from cheeks to chin, from breasts to buttocks, from legs to feet, she seems to enjoy artistic processing, and has undergone nearly [-] plastic surgery operations in Korea and Japan.

Relying on this persistent spirit, Lan Bingbing became more and more beautiful.

And with this half-truth and half-fake body, she teased the director, slept with the producer, seduced businessmen and riches, and gradually made her way in the entertainment industry and became a first-line actress.

At this moment.

Mahjong really broke a branch from the outside and came back.

This branch is very soft.

Like wire, like a whip.

Lu Ping stepped forward and patted Mahjong on the shoulder lightly, and said: "From the first time I saw you in the romantic time, I knew that you are a ruthless character and a good material to be an executioner. Today I I will give you this opportunity to fully experience the feeling of being a hangman. Would you like it?"

In this case, Mahjong naturally understood what Lu Ping meant.

Anyway, it's come to this point.

Mahjong has no choice.

"Don't worry, I promise that her skin will be ripped apart and her fat will bloom!" Mahjong frowned and glanced at Lan Bingbing.

Lan Bingbing suddenly seemed to realize something, and was taken aback.

Didn't Mahjong tell himself that Lu Ping was never blocked?
How did they meet in the romantic time?
There must be something strange in this.

ah?The more Lan Bingbing thought about it, the more surprised he became. Could it be that the mahjong had already been tamed by the driver surnamed Lu that day?So when he met Lu today, he was submissive and refused to obey his assignment.

That makes sense.

God!

This mahjong is one of the top ten King Kong in Qingfengtang, isn't he even this guy's opponent?

At this moment, Lan Bingbing finally realized a truth: it wasn't that Shao Jinyuan and Kuqi were too useless, but that the driver surnamed Lu was too powerful.

So powerful...unimaginable!
"Don't, don't!" Lan Bingbing shouted eagerly after a sudden realization: "Lu... Lu Ping, I beg you not to torture me, I... I'm actually a very poor woman."

Lu Ping looked at her with contempt: "You are pitiful? How are you pitiful?"

Lan Bingbing drooped the corners of her eyes, and conjured up a pitiful voice that was lifelike: "Women are destined to be a disadvantaged group when they are born. I... I am not beautiful, so I can only use plastic surgery to make myself beautiful and beautiful." Beautiful, become more beautiful. Yes, I, Lan Bingbing, are very beautiful now, and those directors and local tyrants all want to sleep with me. What can I do? I can only accept it and use them to..."

Lu Ping interrupted her and asked back: "You are still so confident in your appearance until now? You are shameless! I don't want to hear about your family history, which is actually an ugly history of crime. You hired a murderer to kill me. If it is a fact, what you have to do now is not to beg for mercy here, I will not pity you. I will let you remember me firmly, and see if you dare to provoke me and provoke me again in your next life. "

Lan Bingbing burst into tears immediately, and sobbed a bit: "I...I already know that I was wrong."

"It's late!" Lu Ping snorted coldly, and urged Mahjong: "What are you still doing in a daze, let's start, I won't stop until I yell!"

Sit back on the sofa and light a cigarette.

Lu Ping wanted to see for himself what happened to Lan Bingbing.

Whoosh!
"Ah... yo!"

Whizzing!

"Ouch...it hurts..."

In Mahjong's hand, the branch is like a whip dipped in water, one stroke after another, even the movements and postures are very similar to the executioner in the movie, when interrogating the "prisoner" .

Lan Bingbing was like a fish being fried, curled up, struggled, and jumped.

That miserable voice was about to cut through the sky.

Leaning against the wall, she grabbed the glass fiercely with both hands, trying to escape, but could only let the heart-piercing pain spread all over her body.

She quickly slapped blood on the glass.

Mahjong is very professional.

The frequency of pumping on Lan Bingbing's body became more and more intensive.

During this period, Lan Bingbing fainted from the pain three times.

But under Lu Ping's signal, mahjong was forced to wake her up again, and continued to smoke, and continued to hit!
Lu Ping was smoking a cigarette, looking fascinated.

I, Lu Ping, was not a cruel person in the first place, and I would not take such a lowly and lowly bastard like you seriously.

But you provoked me and provoked me again and again.

They even hired snipers at a high price.

Tried to kill me to vent my anger, gouged out my eyes.

The despicable means of you, a lowly woman, have made me, Lu Ping, intolerable!
10 minute later.

Mahjong is already sweating.

Lan Bingbing looked like a female ghost who had just crawled out of a pool of blood, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were terrified, her clothes were stuck together with her stretched flesh, her blood was bright red, and she felt burning pain.

"Tired?" Lu Ping asked Mahjong.

Mahjong turned his head and replied: "It's just that my arms are a little sore, and my wrists are also sore."

"Then let's do this first." Lu Ping said.

Lan Bingbing's feces and piss, which were already in pain, were about to gush out. When she heard the other party call to stop, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, hugged her arms, and felt an indescribable pain all over her body.

Lu Ping took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket, handed it to Mahjong, and said, "Go buy a few more packs of salt and disinfect her to prevent infection."

Lan Bingbing suddenly looked shocked.

Put salt in the wound.

Not just an idiom.

And this has always been Lu Ping's strong point.

After a lot of tossing, Lan Bingbing no longer had a good piece of meat all over her body.

The blood glued the clothes and the muscles together, mixing them together.

Sadly.

Over the years, Lan Bingbing has gained a lot by taking off her clothes, and also achieved a lot.

But now I'm afraid it will be difficult to take off the clothes.

Broken heart.

A disfigured body.

Lan Bingbing knelt down in front of Lu Ping palely and feebly.

She's going crazy.

"Did you bring it on yourself?" Lu Ping looked down at her desperate face, without any pity in his eyes: "Today, I really want to kill you!"

Lan Bingbing's tears and blood were mixed together, and he roared: "You kill me, you kill me, I have become like this devil, from now on, from now on... life is better than death."

Lu Ping snorted coldly: "You are a devil in the first place, female devil, I'm just helping you return to your true colors!"

"You...you...you are the devil! You are...you...why do you do this to me? Why do you do this to me? My face, my...my...I want to let the third master Kill...kill you!" Lan Bingbing seemed to have received the true biography of the Roaring Emperor Ma Jingtao at this time, and the roar was miserable and sharp.

"Okay! I'll make it happen for you!" Lu Ping turned his head to look at Mahjong, and said, "Call that third master right now, and Lu Ping will sit here and wait to see if he dares to come and redeem his woman!"

Mahjong was taken aback.

His two subordinates were also taken aback.

"Fight, fight, fight!" Lan Bingbing shook his head as if seeing a life-saving straw, his eyes released a burst of special brilliance.