Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

The tattooed man standing next to the drunk blew his beard and stared, then gestured to fight me, and I kept smiling with them.Fuck, being an old man is scary, isn't it?I played harder than you when I came out to play.

The drunkard waved his hand at the tattoo, and said to me: "You see, you were the first to do this. The medical bills are not too much, right? Don't force me to be cruel. We have a lot of lives in our hands." It’s not just one or two, it’s not much if you have one more.”

I thought to myself that if you wanted to kill me, you would have killed me long ago, and you would still talk nonsense with this place. It is obvious that you are not brave enough and plan to get some money to settle the matter. Say nice words, "I really don't have his phone number, can I not call? Why am I uncomfortable with myself?"

The drunk showed a crooked grin, "Little brother is dishonest, you're called a toast and don't eat fine wine." After he finished speaking, he muttered a few words in dialect to the tattooed man next to him.

The tattoo nodded, and came back quickly after going out for a while, holding a small bag in his hand, which looked like instant soy milk powder, but with his toes, he knew it was definitely not.

My head buzzed, fuck!It can't be white powder!

The drunk took the bag and squeezed my mouth open without a second's delay, "Try it, it's a good thing, after you try it, decide whether you want to call your friend for money." He just finished speaking The tattooed man on his son raised the big bucket that poured water on me before, and poured it directly on my head and face.

I can only feel the ice scum in my mouth, from the tip of my tongue to the root of my teeth, which is icy cold. Compared with this, I have no time to taste what the powder is like.

The drunk waited for me to swallow before letting go, and I coughed to shake the water out of my hair and up my nose.

The drunk laughed twice, then pulled my hair vigorously, "Boy, be sensible." After finishing speaking, he put the remaining half bag of powder into his trouser pocket, explained something to the tattooed man, and then entered the opposite side the small door.

The tattooed man moved a small stool and sat on the side to play with his mobile phone. I was thinking about how to get out and what kind of shit I could eat. Calm down and think about it, it shouldn’t be something that burns money like white powder, The purpose of this drunk is money, and he will definitely not waste money on me.

After thinking about it for about ten, twenty or ten minutes, I realized that I didn't need to think about it.His whole body was hot and his heart was beating faster and his mouth was dry, coupled with the fact that the tent had already started to be erected high between his legs, there was obviously only one truth - the fucking drunk actually gave me aphrodisiacs!Hold!

So fucking insidious!

I tried it in high school when I was hanging out with a bunch of bad guys, and although there are a lot of these drugs on the market that are pure money and have no effect, there was a dude who got the real thing from a nightclub I don’t know where.As a result, I didn't try much, and I was so fucking excited all night, and I didn't get rid of it four or five times in a row. Since then, I have learned a lot and never touched this kind of thing again.

Alas, okay, today I was planted.

My body is getting hotter and hotter, and the clothes that have been poured with ice water are now sticking to my body like a plaster. I feel that my body temperature can dry the clothes alive. Brother is getting hotter and hotter in his jeans.

The feeling of not being able to vent after an erection is really uncomfortable.

I always say that men think with their lower body, and this time it is really retribution.

It's not that I didn't try to calm down during the process. My mind went from exam questions to Buddhist scriptures to hymns, but compared with the most intuitive desires of the body, what I thought in my mind was really just a cloud, and it was useless at all, regardless of whether I opened my eyes or closed it. I can feel my heartbeat right now, as long as I don't try hard to control it, all my attention will only be on the lower half of my body.

Fuck, I feel like I'm in a state where I can do a sow if I'm given one.

I don't know how long it took, the sweat on my forehead dripped down the tip of my nose, and my eyes hurt from the salty sweat even when I lifted my eyelids.

The drunk man came again, and I vaguely felt him slapping my face, "How is it, is it comfortable? I told you that this is a good thing, have you figured it out? How easy it is to make a phone call, I will let you go immediately to make you feel good go."

I felt sick all over, and it was even more annoying to see his face.

Although they tied my feet together, they were not fixed on the ground. I grinned at him, then curled my legs hard, and kicked his lower body hard.

It's a pity that he is more flexible than me who is tied up, so he escaped without any effort.

As I tried to break free, I cursed, "Fuck you! As long as you don't fucking kill me, I'll kill you!" The iron canopy bed creaked behind me, and the rope around my wrist No looseness at all.

"Oh, little brother is quite angry." He said and took out the remaining half of the bag in his pocket, and beckoned to the tattooed man to pour it into my mouth.

He reached out to pinch my mouth, but I was not as defenseless as the first time. I took advantage of his hand coming over and saw the right moment, and bit him hard.I felt dizzy for the first time, and my whole body felt like it was on fire. I didn't care how he and the tattooed man punched and kicked me, so I kept my mouth shut. I really wanted to just bite off a piece of flesh for him.

Unexpectedly, during the stalemate, my mobile phone rang, and the music of "youngforyou" was very noisy and joyful.

Thinking that it might be Ye Wen who called, my brain short-circuited. The drunk took the opportunity to pull out his hand, took out his mobile phone and threw it to the tattooed man, and then ran out of the house with his hands covered.

Then the tattoo followed, and I spit out the disgusting Bara blood in my mouth. I only hoped that it wasn’t Ye Wen who called. If it happened to be him, I also hoped that he would be more or less shrewd and not jump directly into the fire pit. .

In the following time, I just felt dizzy and my heart beat faster and faster, and I could feel a sudden pulse on my temple.

Time passed slowly and it was difficult.

In the end, Ye Wen still appeared.

When I saw him, I bit the tip of my tongue to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. After I was sure, I felt angry and yelled at him without thinking, "You are so fucking stupid! Who told you to come here?" Already!"

As a result, what happened next was completely beyond my expectation. Ye Wen walked in front of me, followed by a middle-aged man in a neat suit and the drunk.

The drunk was full of smiles, Ye Wen glanced at me and then looked back at the drunk, clenched his fists and then released them, then returned his gaze to me, "Don't worry, it's all right."

The drunk, whose face was blue and purple like a palette, also smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes, a misunderstanding, this caused floods to flood the Dragon King Temple, and the family did not recognize the family. I never thought that little brother You will be Jin Wuye's friend..."

He wanted to say more, and the middle-aged man called Jin Wuye slapped him, "Okay, shut up." After speaking, he looked at Ye Wen again, "I will discipline them well, Xiao Wen After you go back, you want to take care of me and your father."

After Jin Wuye finished speaking, he left, followed by the drunk man hunched over.I sighed in my heart, I really underestimated Ye Wen, the guy who found him was not a policeman, but a person on the road.

Ye Wen and I were the only ones left in the room, as well as the small light bulb above our head that dimmed from time to time.Ye Wen frowned at me and didn't speak for a long time.

I was very dissatisfied with Ye Wen's delay in untying me, "Hey, don't look, you should let me go first." His voice was a little fluttering,

Ye Wen frowned and looked at me, "I heard that you were drugged?"

I looked down at the tent between my legs and smiled at Ye Wen, "What do you think?"

"Then if I let you go now, what will happen to you?" Ye Wen's question was very constructive, and my answer was even more constructive——

"Fuck you."

Not to mention being drugged, as long as you appear in front of me, when will I not want to fuck you?