Terrorist attacks

Lin Xin hadn't been sitting in the car for a long time, when two black men walked up to him, and they were talking in a low voice while pulling the car door. Lying under the back seat of the car, those two people really didn't pay attention to him. The car drove for more than an hour, and after talking for a long time, Lin Xin was covered in cold sweat and his hands and feet felt cold.

"How many days does Deputi have left?"

"I don't know, you haven't seen him now, it's really scary, it's better to finish it with one shot, and we don't need to go there every now and then to take turns."

"Of course, cutting a knife every day, thanks to the execution brother, can endure it. He is also destined to face such a person every day. He is almost turned into a bone, and he is still alive. After a while, we will guard outside That's it, don't go in and make trouble, and be careful that you won't be able to eat dinner."

"Of course I know this. It's worth it to go back and rest for two days after guarding for 6 hours. Bear with it."

Lin Xin curled up and lay on his side in the carriage, bumping all the way. After a long time, when there was no sound in the carriage, he sat up and looked around.

This is the place where Deputi kidnapped him last time. It should be his private villa, which is now abandoned. Qiao Yisheng probably arranged for someone to guard it day and night, so tight that not even a fly can fly out.

Lin Xin never knew that Deputi had been captured. He was still worried about Su Yuan, himself, and even Qiao Yisheng. The last time he asked him to protect Su Yuan, Qiao Yisheng refused.

He really didn't know how many things he still didn't know, and he didn't understand Qiao Yisheng's intention of doing this.

Although the guards here are tight, the manpower is concentrated on the periphery. Lin Xin hides a few black people, and when he sees someone coming out of the basement, he turns along the wall and enters the basement after he has gone far.

In front of the second door were the two black guards. Lin Xin lingered for a long time. After lunch, they seemed to feel bored. They took out a deck of cards and played for a while. One of them yelled and went to the toilet, and the other One was a little slack, leaning against the pillar and closing his eyes to rest.

Lin Xin quietly walked around the black man and entered the door.

The passage inside was deep, long, and pitch black. Lin Xin could only move forward by groping, and did not dare to use the faint light of his mobile phone to shine on the road.

When he walked to the end, Lin Xin smelled a strong smell of blood through the iron fence. He looked inside and took a long time to recover. He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and slowly squatted down, feeling My head was overwhelmed, and I couldn't say a word.

Even though Deputi had made him miserable, it was considered humane, nothing outrageous, the worst thing was to kill him, and he never meant to torture him in any other way.

But now, Deputi himself is erected vertically, his feet are off the ground, and only his two hands are hanging to support the gravity. The whole piece behind him is not a wall, but an electrified plate similar to a soldering iron, which is still making a "sizzling" sound. It seems that as long as he slackens his body and leans over, he will be scalded to a bloody mess. From this angle, Lin Xin can faintly see half of his back, which has already formed layers of scabs, and the blood has dried up. , frozen on top, no one can stand it.

What's even more frightening is that Deputi's body seems to have been cut off piece by piece starting from the feet, and bones can be seen in some places, which have now spread to the calf, but he still has a breath, his tongue is gone, and he wants to die both are not.

Lin Xin's shoulders trembled, his body couldn't support himself for a while, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop". Deputi heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes. He was only in his 30s, and he was handsome and had a very good-looking face. He is even somewhat similar to Qiao Yisheng, even if he is a bit weather-beaten, he still has the aristocratic temperament of the upper class in his bones, arrogant or dismissive.But now, like an old man in his twilight years, he slowly opened his hazy yellow eyes and glanced at Lin Xin. It may have been a long time before he remembered who he was, but he couldn't make any expression. It is said that even any subtle changes in the face are a great burden on the body.

If Xin Lin had a gun in his hand, he would definitely be tempted to send him on the road now.Sometimes death is an extremely simple and easy thing, but not being able to die is the scariest thing.

Qiao Yisheng is not an executioner, but he is more heartbreaking than an executioner.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on in the end, Lin Xin slowly leaned towards the electric soldering iron at the back until he could smell a burning smell from here, then he suddenly woke up, struggled twice, and his flesh was about to be peeled off layer.

There are probably a few times a day, when a person slacks off, he will suffer this kind of suffering, but obviously the current is not strong enough to kill him, and the repeated torture is even more worrying.

When Lin Xin left, his mind was full of Deputi's last look at him. There was no resentment, jealousy or hatred, just a kind of despair and calmness on the verge of death.

He thought that he had never really understood Qiao Yisheng. Every time he looked at this person, he felt that he was close to the whole picture, but in fact it was just the tip of the iceberg.

They quickly left the basement and returned to the car carefully. Around 3:[-] in the afternoon, the two got into the car again and drove Lin Xin away.Taking advantage of this gap, he left the back seat, went upstairs as if nothing had happened, and entered the bedroom.

When Qiao Yisheng came back, Lin Xin was leaning on the sofa and reading a book. The sun was shining brightly, and there was still some afterglow in the evening.

Qiao Yan walked over, lay on Lin Xin's lap, turned sideways, buried his head in his waist, and gently kneaded his hands around.

Lin Xin held the book in one hand, and stopped with the other hand, put it in his hair, and fiddled with it slowly and carefully.

Until Qiao Yin held his hand, put it on his lips and kissed his smooth and slender fingers, and suddenly said: "The nails are growing, I will fix them for you." After speaking, he took out the nail clippers from the drawer and cut Lin The new hand grasped it, and pressed it carefully to cut it.

Lin Xin was startled and dodged subconsciously. The image of Qiao Yisheng in front of him began to distort, as if he knew all his little thoughts, and when the false mask of gentleness and kindness was torn away, the truth was revealed. Lin Xin stood up instantly, his head still There was a "buzzing" sound, and he looked down, his hands were intact, and when he came back to his senses, Qiao Yi was looking at himself.

Lin Xin paused, his heartbeat was no longer so disordered, and he said:

"Next time, I'm hungry now, let's go down to eat first."

When Lin Xin eats, drinks soup, and even takes a bath, he always thinks of the man hanging in the basement and his bones. However, the director behind the scenes sleeps next to him every night, and he cannot let go of blood-related brothers, let alone For a passer-by like Lin Xin, he may still like him or have other factors. If one day he goes against his will, or becomes worthless, what will happen to him? Lin Xin can't even imagine.The previous time, Qiao Yisheng also left him in California and almost died in the hands of Deputi. Although Lin Xin also believed the final explanation, he still had some confidence, after all, he had died before. Once, like smoke that has been snuffed out, the soot falls down rustlingly, and when it is ignited again, it will not be as enthusiastic as before. A little bit of faint fire will complete the mission, and it will be over when it burns to the end.

Lin Xin felt that, for Qiao Yisheng, anyone and anything could be sacrificed. If he was lucky and didn't sacrifice, he could take it back and continue to play with it.

He stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until the water in the pool was cold, and finally took a quick shower, thinking: If he is not involved in himself, how can he ask others to be involved.

He decided to forget about it for the time being. In fact, when he looked at Qiao Yisheng seriously, he often forgot who he was, as if he was bewitched by him, and everything around him was spinning.

Only now do I know that this is a problem and needs to be corrected.

Qiao Yi sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the book Lin Xin was reading in the afternoon in boredom.He had been away since the morning and did not reappear until the afternoon. During this time, no one knew where he had been or who he had met.Qiao Yisheng was afraid that Lin Xin would be bored, so he deliberately reduced the number of guards inside the manor. However, these people were all transferred to the outskirts of the manor, so once Lin Xin left, they would not stop him, but they would definitely be the first to leave. Time to tell Qiao Yisheng.

But today, Lin Xinping disappeared for so long without any reason, and no one knows his whereabouts.

Qiao Yisheng felt that the monitoring measures were not enough, not to mention keeping his sweetheart tied, he couldn't even figure out his whereabouts.

But after all, he was deep in thought. When Lin Xin came out, he remained calm, just moved the book away and looked at him.

Lin Xin came over, took a dry towel in his hand, and vigorously wiped the water droplets on his hair.Qiao Yi took it over in a low voice, and faced him face to face, first wiped off the wet water stains on his neck, then wrapped his head with a towel, and gently moved it from bottom to top. Lin Xin closed his eyes and said nothing.

Qiao Yi quickly cleaned him up, leaned close to his ear, and said:

"Let me dry it for you, it's easy to catch cold this day."

Lin Xin shook his head and stood beside the bed without speaking.

Qiao Yisheng began to tease the hem of his nightgown, and then stroked his calf. He felt that Lin Xin's whole body tensed up, but he soon relaxed. He didn't make any further movements, but he didn't resist either.

He picked Lin Xin up and knelt on his lap.Lin Xin's thighs were close together, his thick eyelashes trembled, and they cast a beautiful arc under the light.He straightened up and walked over with his knees little by little. The process was slow and the belt was slowly loosened. He just lowered his head and held Qiao Yisheng's shoulder.The nightgown was lifted up completely, exposing his slender and white legs, and he stopped close to Qiao Yi's voice, and sat down astride.

Lin Xin was still emitting heat all over his body, and his body was very hot. Just after he came out of the bathroom, his neck and cheeks were red from the steam.Qiao Yi held him in his arms, hugged him tightly, stroked his back lightly, and asked, "Is it cold? This day, it will be uncomfortable if you catch a cold."

The temperature in the room was very high, Lin Xin wasn't cold at all, but beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.With his back to Qiao Yisheng, he wiped it carefully, but his heart was still empty.

Qiao Yisheng began to kiss him, from the wet hairline to the side of the face, still tender and meticulous as always.

Lin Xin's body was close to him, and he soon noticed the physical changes in the other party, and slowly moved back a little, and was soon dragged in front of him by Qiao Yisheng, almost sticking to his lower abdomen, which was very embarrassing.

Qiao Yisheng peeled off his nightgown from his shoulders to the elbows, exposing a large chest, Qiao Yisheng supported his waist, buried his face in it, and kissed reverently.

In the end, he simply tore off the nightgown. Lin Xin had nothing to cover his body. He sat on top of him naked, unable to lift his head.

Qiao Yisheng quickly and neatly took off herself, and kissed him gently, carefully, like treating a butterfly that was about to spread its wings and fly away. She couldn't use any force, but she still wanted to try her best to keep it.

Qiao Yisheng licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, Lin Xin began to close his eyes, Qiao Yisheng was dissatisfied, and rubbed his face against his, making him very itchy, and even kissed his eyes, with a sense of pressure, Lin Xin could only open his eyes, staring at him blankly.

Qiao suppressed his voice and kissed him again, exploring deeply, wrapping his tongue with his tongue, or licking every part of his mouth, making Lin Xin's whole body numb, and he could only make a sound like a small animal whimpering.

Qiao Yi called him:

"Baby……"

Lin Xin struggled a few times, but was still held tightly by him.

Qiao Yisheng's eyes had already begun to be confused, and his light-colored pupils were instantly radiant. Lin Xin also felt startled when he saw it. He had no time to react, and was held down by him again, and kissed up and down.

Qiao Yisheng pushed his legs away with his knees, turned over suddenly, and pressed him in the middle of the bed.

Before Lin Xin could react, he saw him lower his head. From the inside of his thigh, bursts of numbness rose from his body. Qiao Yisheng's lips and tongue were warm, but his fingers were slightly cold. Lin Xin felt very uncomfortable. Turn your head away from him.

Qiao Yisheng bypassed the place where he needed the most care, held up his buttocks, fondled him gently, and kissed him all the way.

Lin Xin was in a trance, although he knew the cruelty of this person, but this tenderness and care didn't seem fake. He closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess, and he felt a warm and greasy thing drilled into his body. , Going straight to the depths.

Lin Xin was startled. Last time in the hospital, he felt that the limit was reached. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Qiao Yi was buried in his head, with one hand still resting on his leg, rubbing back and forth, but he couldn't see his expression.

Lin Xin only felt that the inside was going to be hollowed out. It was warm and warm, not very painful, but very numb. At first, Qiao Yisheng probably only caressed gently along the folds, licked slowly, opened each fold, Take a couple of hot puffs, or take a hard sip.

Lin Xin groaned aloud, then covered his mouth again, propped up the bed with one hand, soon couldn't help the other party's movement, bounced his upper body, and fell back heavily.

The dexterous tongue touches the mucous membrane, drives straight in, penetrates deep into the body, bends and sweeps the inner wall, or moves straight forward, licking that point lightly, with increasingly heavy movements. The head between his legs: "Don't mess it up, it's dirty..."

Qiao Yi ignored his voice, used his lips and tongue together, separated the two buttocks with both hands, and penetrated deeper. The tip of his nose lightly rubbed against the sensitive areas around him. , the lips also cooperate with the swallowing.

Lin Xin shook his head from side to side, and finally grabbed the bed sheet desperately to vent. When Qiao Yisheng raised his head, some white liquid was splashed on his face, his fingers were stained, and he brought it to his lips. He stuck out his tongue and licked it. Lin Xin Embarrassed, his chest was still heaving violently, he seemed to be enjoying the taste, like eating a delicious meal, he wiped off the things on his face with his hands, and licked them one by one.

Lin Xin was quickly hugged and sat on Qiao Yisheng's lap. Before he could calm down, he felt something hard and hot moving along the buttocks, lingering at the entrance, and finally squeezed in little by little.

Now Lin Xin only feels soft and sore, not very painful.

Qiao Yan carefully observed his expression, as long as he frowned slightly or bit his lower lip, he would definitely stop attacking, kiss him lightly or pat his back slowly to make him relax.

Only halfway in, Lin Xin exhaled heavily. After all, Qiao Yisheng has European and American blood on his body, and because of his figure, his size is amazing. Lin Xin's eyes were wet, and he put his hands on Qiao Yisheng's chest, and began to push Refused, looked down at the rest of the body, the veins popped out, and his face became even more blushing.

Qiao Yisheng cupped his face and kissed him, took him to lie down together, leaned on his body, and comforted: "Hey, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Lin Xin rested his head on his chest and could only let him move.

Qiao Yisheng quickly separated his legs and submerged him completely. Lin Xinneng could feel the meridians scraping the inner wall, and the heat in his body was still expanding.

Qiao Yin started to move, and Lin Xin passively lay on him, and as he thrust in and out, his back rose and fell like silk.Being entered into an unprecedented depth, the hot passageway has been flooded, and the sound of rubbing and slapping became more and more audible. Qiao Yisheng stretched out his cool fingers and touched the part where the two of them joined. Wet, he smiled, and began to change the angle. The tip cut across the mucous membrane more sharply. With the change of angle, Lin Xin couldn't help trembling slightly, and had to beg for mercy: "No, take it easy, lighten up... ah..."

Qiao Yisheng had already turned into a demon, and now he went a step further, using his fingers to fiddle with the folds that had been flattened by his thick, gently scratching, lingering at the entrance.

There were tears on the side of Lin Xin's face, he turned his head and wiped it quietly on the pillow, but the excitement came wave after wave, Qiao Yisheng completely entered, his heart was still hanging in the last second, and he pulled away completely in the next second, Just touched a little bliss and was occupied by a full emptiness.

Finally, Qiao Yi pulled out his voice, and Lin Xin subconsciously pulled his legs together, and woke up from the vortex about to climax, his whole body was still trembling slightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The acupuncture point was still twitching, opening and closing slightly, Qiao Yisheng supported his waist with one hand, stroked his back with the other, and said softly, "Kiss me."

Lin Xin lay on top of him, looking at the person below him, with deep contours, lazy eyes, and faint fanaticism, amber eyes that were about to suck him in, his skin was fair and transparent... Lin Xin took another look, and his face It flushed even more, and finally lowered his head and rubbed it, kissing his side face, and then his thin lips.

Qiao suppressed the broken hair on his forehead, rubbed his neck repeatedly with the palm of his hand, touched his ear with the tip of his nose, and seduced him in a deep voice: "Come up by yourself."

Lin Xin hesitated for a moment, his body was still twitching slightly, his heart was hanging in the air, his face was simply buried in his chest, and he bent down to search.

Before touching him, Qiao Yi took a deep breath, turned over to hold him down, and pushed him in again.

This time it was even more frenzied. Qiao Yisheng seemed to have only used [-]% of his methods before, but this time he completely let go. Lin Xin couldn't stop panting for a moment, and let out a low sob.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Yisheng gave him a final push, the warm and soft inner wall tightly wrapped around him, entwined and unwilling to let go, he took a deep breath and vented all his energy deep inside.

The passageway was filled with thick liquid, which flowed down between the smooth legs. Lin Xin raised his head deeply and shivered, soiling Qiao Yisheng's lower abdomen.

Qiao Yi looked at him dotingly, raised his hand, and slowly rubbed it on his face, then hugged him horizontally and walked into the bathroom.