Lu Shao's hidden marriage sinful wife

"Lu Jianshen, I'll give you a chance. As long as you obediently beg for mercy now, kneel down and call me Lord, I'll let you go."

Pang Hai smiled arrogantly, and the expression on his face was even more arrogant.

"It's up to you?" Lu Jianshen sneered.

"Okay, if you have backbone, then I'll see if you're dead, how can you be so proud when the stick falls on you?"

Pang Hai sneered, and waved directly: "Brothers, do it to me."

In an instant, the big circle just now turned into several small circles, and they surrounded Lu Jianshen and Fang Qinglian's three-layered and outer-three-layered group.

Fang Qinglian flinched and tugged at Lu Jianshen's sleeve: "Jianshen, how could this happen? I'm afraid."

"It's okay." Lu Jianshen comforted.

Raising his eyes, he met Pang Hai with a pair of cold eyes: "This is between us, don't make it difficult for a woman."

Pang Hai sneered, and strode forward, whistling.

Soon, he stopped beside Fang Qinglian.

After scrutinizing it for a while, he whistled again with an evil smile, stretched out his hand to lift Fang Qinglian's chin, and forced her to look at him: "Look up and show me."

"Jian Shen..." Fang Qinglian shouted timidly, her voice trembling because of fear.

"Let go of her." Lu Jianshen growled in a cold and harsh voice.

Not only did Pang Hai not let go, but he laughed even more arrogantly.

Raising Fang Qinglian's chin again, he leaned down, his eyes fell on her mutilated legs and sneered: "It looks pretty good, with thin skin and tender flesh, especially the ones with small arms and calves. Very ecstasy."

"Look at this skin, it's really white. I have enjoyed so many women, but I have never tasted this kind of taste. It's a pity that such a beautiful person is actually crippled. Tsk tsk..."

Because of fear, Fang Qinglian's whole body was shaking.

Lu Jianshen stepped forward, he pinched Pang Hai's arm with one hand, and warned coldly: "Let go, don't touch her."

"Yo, this makes my heart ache! If I remember correctly, you have a beautiful wife in your family, Lu Jianshen, you are really blessed, you hug each other from left to right, and you are all so beautiful."

"I'll give you a chance. If you're willing to give this beauty to your brothers to enjoy, I'll let you go."

"I'll say it again, let her go."

Lu Jianshen stared at him firmly with his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and his forehead was even more bruised.

Pang Hai ignored Fang Qinglian's arm as if he hadn't heard it.

Not only that, he also stretched out a hand to caress Fang Qinglian's cheek, inch by inch. Suddenly, he grabbed Fang Qinglian's chin, and his voice was as cold as a devil: "Little beauty, are you worried about him?"

Fang Qinglian was so frightened that she burst into tears immediately, and nodded vigorously: "Worry, please, let us go!"

"Hey, don't cry, little beauty, it won't look good if you cry, brother is so distressed."

Pang Hai stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on Fang Qinglian's face little by little.

Fang Qinglian became more and more frightened, her whole body collapsed tightly in the wheelchair, trembling constantly.

"Little beauty, my brother will give you a way. If you follow my brothers obediently, I will let him go. How about it? Do you want to think about it?"

Fang Qinglian's whole body was filled with fear.

She opened her lips, but her lips trembled and she couldn't say a word.

"What are you thinking about? Don't think about it." At this moment, Lu Jianshen's voice came.

The next moment, Pang Hai's arm was pinched by Lu Jianshen, and he walked directly behind him.

Pang Hai suddenly cried out in pain, and wailed in pain: "What are you still doing in a daze, give it to me, I want his life today."

Lu Jianshen pushed Pang Hai away, and at the same time, his sharp eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, and finally, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he reached out and unbuttoned the suit's tie and buttons.

Taking off his suit, he handed it to Fang Qinglian, and only said two words: "Take it."

Immediately, his slender fingers slowly rolled up his sleeves.

The thin lips parted lightly: "If you don't want to die, give it to me."

"Give it to me."

Pang Hai roared, and in an instant, all the people swarmed around him.

Some were bare-handed, some were holding sticks, and some were holding machetes, all of them ran towards Lu Jianshen.

In the early morning night, it was exceptionally quiet, but the sound here was extremely noisy.

Shouting, roaring, mourning... All kinds of sounds almost resounded through the entire sky, tearing apart the tranquility of the entire night.

The wind roared, and the temperature was getting colder and colder.

More than an hour passed, and a group of people fell to the ground, howling in pain.

All kinds of voices are endless.

A group of people were lying around, only Lu Jianshen and Pang Hai stood in the center, and they both looked at each other.

Scanning the people lying around, Pang Hai sneered, "Lu Jianshen, I underestimated you."

"Do you think I dare to go out alone if I have no skills?"

Pang Hai took out his phone and pressed it a few times.

Suddenly, the smile in his eyes deepened.

At this moment, Fang Qinglian saw something, she immediately pushed the wheelchair and ran towards Lu Jianshen crazily, and at the same time shouted: "Jianshen, go, go quickly."

"Go right now."

Pang Hai mocked and sneered: "It's too late, I can't leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a dozen or so black vehicles drove over and stopped in unison.

The people inside were all wearing black clothes and black trousers, and came down with long sticks and long knives, all of them looked fierce.

A group of people quickly lined up and stood behind Pang Hai.

After straightening out his clothes, Pang Hai swaggered towards Lu Jianshen, and poked him with his hand: "Lu Jianshen, Lu Jianshen, I admit that you are very good, but it's a pity, God is jealous of talents, today, you will be buried under my hands, Pang Hai. "

"Pang Hai, are you so despicable?" Lu Jianshen clenched his fists.

At this moment, even though he had already expected that everything behind would be heavy casualties, it was still unknown whether he could get out of here alive, but the pride on his body still made him feel at ease.

The complexion on his face was as usual, and there was hardly a trace of fluctuation.

And Pang Hai was more and more irritated by this calmness: "Lu Jianshen, soldiers are not tired of deceit. To deal with people like you, I don't prepare two or three tricks, so how dare I come to you."

Next, there was another fierce fight.

I don't remember how long it took, I only know that the people in front fell in a wave, and the people behind came in another wave.

Wave after wave, the group of people seemed to have no end.

Shouts and roars all around.

There was a lot of noise.

There was blood all over the ground, puddle after puddle, and in the end it was impossible to tell who shed the blood from.

And Lu Jianshen's body and physical strength were gradually exhausted in the long-term struggle, and in the end, he couldn't take it anymore.

Suddenly, a long stick was slammed across, and Fang Qinglian's heart jumped out. She clenched her fists and shouted loudly: "See deep, be careful."