who ripped off the leader

Safi, whose face was bloody and bloody, was dragged into the special room just opened by Kuroro—this kind of room would have a very nice name when it was thrown into some schools: tune♂classroom.

Obviously, although this place is still not as well-equipped as those real hard-flavored training classrooms, it is still pretty good for a guy like Saffy who has always been noisy about strong flavors but has never seen such a battle. adequate.

Kuroro tied Safi to the training chair, using the soft straps attached to the chair to bind all his limbs.

Safi's vitality is still very strong, at least for a while his face stopped bleeding, and the wounds will form a layer of fragile scabs in a few minutes.

So this untidy shivering m has the intention to tease Kuroro: "My master, are you planning to deal with me severely? What are you going to do? First beat me up, and then use an iron needle to pierce into it. Is it under my nails?"

"What you're talking about are all methods of torture." Kuroro picked out a large plastic jj from the miscellaneous "instruments of torture" hanging on the wall, and he provoked Safi with the thing in his hand. chin, smiling, "Perhaps you could like this?"

Sa Fei twitched his nose, and then said with disgust: "The smell is very mixed, this thing has been used before."

Kuroro was quite surprised: "You still have this kind of cleanliness?"

"Hmph," Sa Fei turned his head away vigorously, "Brother has always been a good citizen with integrity and integrity."

Kuroro nodded, affirming: "Well, you are."

Safi: "..."

With the other party's cooperation, he actually couldn't continue talking nonsense. This is really a sad thing.

Kuroro cooperatively threw away the plastic jjj in his hand, opened his Thief's Ultimate Intent, and under the gaze of Safi's shining little eyes, he picked out a jjj from the book that was exactly the same as the one just now. Press ♂ massage ♂ stick.

Safi: "...Fuck, this is unscientific!"

"It's just a more interesting mind ability." Kuroro smiled, "It can copy the inanimate object that I just touched with my hands for more than 1 minute."

Safi=口=: "...You guys are so crazy!"

"The world of reading is full of wonders." Kuroro smiled softly, "Since you dislike that these things have been used by others, then I can only spend some thinking power-although I can only copy one thing every time, but I Believe that with my ability, you can enjoy it."

Safi: "..." No, this world is too scary, Mama, I want to go back to Mars...

But fortunately, Kuroro didn't slam the thing he copied with his mind power into Sa Fei's little chrysanthemum that no one had ever coveted at the beginning. After he frightened Sa Fei with something, he soon He quickly replaced the thing in his hand with a horsewhip that was more than two meters long. After he flicked the thing in the air in a fancy way, it slapped Sa Fei's newly healed face with a crisp sound. a whip.

Sa Fei's face was bloodied again: "..."

Fuck - trough - do you know the young man who hits people but doesn't face him? !

Before he could roar out something, Kuroro's whip fell again, this time it landed on his left chest, and a dull pain spread all over his body - Safei had seen Feitan's dissection Book, under this position is a fragile but powerful heart. He has no doubt that if Kuroro's whip was heavier, he might die completely from the heavy blow to his heart.This feeling of being on the verge of death made him both terrified and irritated, and his voice dragged out a long j□j, this sound of desire and dissatisfaction sounded like a cat meowing in spring.

"Do you still like it?" Kuroro said with a smile, and whipped the whip again, this time it landed on Safi's throat.

Safi raised his eyes and looked at Kuroro, his expression was full of obsession.

He had no doubt that if Kuroro let him go, he would absolutely kneel on the ground and beg Kuroro to continue smoking.

—a pathetic habit of shivering.

"Do you like it?" Kuroro asked again, "Do you like it?"

Sa Fei nodded vigorously: "I like it...haha~"

Kuroro took the whip away, untied the belts that bound him under Safi's dissatisfied gaze, then took two steps back, and ordered: "Come here, kneel down."

Sa Fei frowned slightly, protesting: "Kurolo..."

"Come here, kneel down." Kuroro repeated, "If you want to continue, come here."

Sa Fei stood up hesitantly. When he moved, the place where he was drawn would feel a burning pain. He enjoyed the pain, and then took a step involuntarily...

One step...two steps...then he stopped in front of Kuroro.

Kuroro's height is only 170, he is 10 cm taller than Kuroro, but Kuroro's contemptuous eyes make him feel that he is being looked down upon... Kuroro is looking down at him with contemptuous eyes slave of...

Kuroro stretched out his hand and pressed Safi's shoulder.

—— Safi involuntarily knelt down following his strength.

Safi raised his head, and his eyes just met Kuroro's aloof gaze... He always thought that he was just physically and mentally normal, but at this moment, he was so soft from the top of his head to his toes when Kuroro looked at him. Lie down and let Kuroro stomp on his head.

Kuroro cocked his mouth in satisfaction, then raised his leg and kicked Safi over.

Safi was so excited, he was so hungry|thirsty that he almost got sex addiction (a mental disease that makes patients involuntarily want to have sex|relationships with others), he licked his lips: "Kurolo..."

The voice was soft as if all the bones had been pulled out.

Kuroro raised his eyebrows, then lifted Safei's chin with the long pole that appeared in his hand at some point, looked at Safei with a picky look of picking goods, and commented coldly: "It's ugly. .”

If it was normal, Sa Fei would have to say "No matter how ugly you are, you made it, watch it if you like it, and get out if you don't like it", but now he looks at Kuroro's cold eyes, making him like It was like taking some hallucinogenic neurological drugs, so excited that I almost floated up.

——Excited like a cat that has nothing on its mind except tantrums.

As he wished, Kuroro stepped on his chest, almost suffocating him: "Don't play tricks on me again, you know?"

Sa Fei panted with difficulty: "Know...know..."

Kuroro increased his strength and almost broke Safei's ribs: "You are mine, do you know that?"

"Yeah, I got it……"

Mr. Kuroro Ruxilu, who lacks curiosity and artistic cells, did not use anything on the wall of this room except the whip, but he only relied on a whip and his own leather shoes to make his The lover lay on the ground gasping for breath.

A successful, exemplary training ♂, from the body to the soul.