There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 759|Sixty-fifth dragon scales (3)

Sixty-fifth dragon scales (3)

"Ouch, why is the big handsome today shouting so loudly?"

A servant passed by in the corridor. After returning to the room, she whispered to the person she was close to. The person hurriedly booed her: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll have someone listen and tell the marshal in a while. What does it have to do with us!"

"I just saw that the child was good looking... ah, I don't know what his parents thought, such a good child was sent to the commander's mansion..."

"Come on, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. His own mother died early. Editor-in-chief Zheng said he was his own father, but he has never raised anyone for a day. This is not to please the handsome man, so he took this child from the family. Picked it up from the countryside! You weren't at the banquet just now, didn't you hear it? I'm really convinced by Editor-in-Chief Zheng's face, it's all like this, and it's still like a no-brainer, really shameless!"

"The child's mother is still so distressed..." The servant felt uncomfortable thinking about it, "Those children are quite pitiful."

"What's the use of pity on them? We also have to support our family. It's not like killing a grasshopper by killing us? It's done, stop thinking about it, and rest now. , It's still a job to get up early in the morning!"

The two maids are fellow villagers. After talking about the conversation, they closed their eyes. Whenever this happens, no one is allowed to go up to the third floor. I heard a cry at the door of the room on the third floor, and I was lying in the servant room on the first floor, as if nothing had happened.

Hao Dashuai in the room on the third floor wished he had died!

He never knew that barbed braids could hurt so much! He likes so much to see those slender and beautiful teenagers stripped and whipped, crying and begging for mercy, while rolling on the ground, their beautiful bodies are covered with welts and blood - a kind of extraordinarily strange and cruel beauty, often The louder they cried, the more excited Dashuai Hao became. He never felt that there was anything wrong with his hobby. This was a troubled time.

Those fragile and immature lives are finally ended in his hands, and he likes this kind of pleasure, which the battlefield cannot give.

He has always been proud of his own strength. No matter where he goes, he is invincible. Who knows that he has kicked the iron plate today, and who knows where the same slender body in front of him comes from such a huge energy - in being surrounded by After beating for a while, Hao Dashuai finally realized that Linglong was not using a means, he was real, and he was so strong.

You can beat a burly man like Hao Dashuai, who is 2 meters tall and smashes stones with one punch, into a stunned little chicken with his bare hands.

Linglong still has new ideas. He put some salt water on the whip, which was covered in Hao Dashuai's blood, and continued to whip it. Hao Dashuai was able to endure it before, but later it was really bad. Even if he barks, Linglong cannot be moved. No matter how Shuai Hao hides, the whip will always hit him precisely and sharply. He feels like a dog in a mess, with nowhere to run when faced with malice from others.

In the end, Linglong's hands were sore, and Dashuai Hao had only half of his breath left. His body was still on the ground and twitched twice from time to time. Linglong threw the whip in his hand and wiped his hands with a clean white sheet. The room was filled with blood. It didn't smell very good. He walked over and opened the window. The cold wind was blowing, which made him more and more energetic.

He found out long ago that he can eat and sleep normally, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat or sleep, it just makes him look more like a normal human being.

After the window was opened, the **** aura slowly faded, Linglong walked to Dashuai Hao, he had already beaten him out of servility, and when he saw him approaching, he subconsciously trembled and feared. This is Linglong's favorite reaction— He likes that people are afraid of him so they don't dare to bother him.

"What should I do, where should I go after dawn?"

Hao Dashuai spat out a lot of blood when he opened his mouth.

Linglong picked him up with one hand and threw him onto the bed. He beat people mercilessly, saying that he only left half a breath, and only half a breath, no more.

He didn't think that Hao Dashuai's blood had soiled the bed, so he sat on it, but with such blood dripping, don't even think about it. He has always had a low tolerance for people who don't look good.

"Hey, why didn't you answer?"

After asking Dashuai Hao twice, he still didn't speak. Linglong naturally thought he was feigning death and kicked him again.

It was only then that he realized that Hao Dashuai didn't seem to be ignoring him, but he really couldn't answer...

"It's really annoying."

Linglong complained, went over to open the door, and shouted into the corridor: "Where is the doctor! Call the doctor quickly! The handsome is dying!"

This sound alarmed the entire Grand Marshal's Mansion, including the concubines who lived in the backyard. After a while, everyone gathered in the hall. The doctor in white coat and glasses hurried over. Stunned... He is Hao Dashuai's imperial doctor. He usually lives in Dashuai's mansion. He also opens his own clinic outside.

This is the first time he has seen the big handsome suffer such a loss... Usually he is here to deal with the wounds of those poor teenagers, why has he changed people today...

Linglong said solemnly: "It's like this, Dashuai felt that the happiness in the past was not real and sober, so he wanted to put himself in his shoes and experience the bliss of life in a different way. But... Well, you see, I am also a A newcomer, it is inevitable to start with no importance, do you think that, Master?"

Hao Dashuai, who had half a breath left, made a humming sound similar to pulling a bellows. , I know what you want to say, Master, if I'm right, just blink your eyes so that the doctor can treat you."

Hao Dashuai blinked twice in despair.

The doctor was stunned, but he immediately regained his professionalism. He was unsmiling and expressionless, trying to be a machine that only knew how to cure diseases and save people.

The more he checked Dashuai Hao, the more surprised he became. This, this handsome man is really a ruthless man! Be cruel to others, be cruel to yourself! This is where you can put yourself in the shoes and feel it, you are playing with your life! Sure enough, the thoughts of powerful and powerful people, such as him, are incomprehensible.

As Hao Dashuai's exclusive doctor for so many years, he has developed a good habit of not listening, not asking, not knowing.

In the end, Hao Dashuai was wrapped into a mummy, with only two eyes, mouth and nose exposed for breathing. The movement of his body was still painful. He wished this little evil star to leave quickly. I don't like fresh boys anymore!

But Linglong didn't leave. Not only did she not leave, she also lived comfortably in the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Hao Dashuai couldn't speak and couldn't move his hands. He lay upright on the bed for three or four days before he got better. Unfortunately, he had scars all over his body, like crawling with centipedes, and ugly eyes.

As soon as he could speak, Dashuai Hao asked his adjutant to take someone to the guest room to tie the little evil star! Shoot on the spot when necessary!

The adjutant went away in a dignified manner, and came back with a piece of shit, missing an arm and a broken leg, crying and robbing Hao Dashuai. He took five or six people with him, all of them armed. But they couldn't see anything. In the darkness, all the ghosts with missing arms, broken legs, blue faces and fangs gnawed at them! The adjutant fought his life to escape, and was almost insane.

Hao Dashuai suddenly became frightened, and was about to call someone when he saw Xiao Shaxing leaning against the door of his room, half-smiling, "What are you doing, so unkind? Hao Dashuai treats your guests like this? These crooked melons and jujubes come to my room with knives and guns to point at me?"

He lowered his head and seemed to find some blood splattered on his body, tutted, and smeared it with his fingers and wiped it on the snow-white wall.

In Hao Dashuai's view, it seems to be a bright word for "death".

He doesn't hurt anymore, the wound doesn't itch, and he doesn't want to kill Linglong anymore. I just want to beg him to spare his life! "I, I will never dare again! You, please forgive me! I promise to change my mind and return to the righteous in the future! Make a change! Be a good person!"

"Huh?" Linglong was disgusted by what he said, "Who wants you to change your ways and become a good person? Do you think your virtue is expected to be a good person?"

Hao Dashuai sobbed: "Yes, yes, I'm not worthy, I'm cheap, I'm disgusting, I'm dirty, I'm damn, please get around me, hero! Strong man! Dad! Grandpa!"

That day, when he was beaten to death by Linglong, he yelled like this. Linglong stood by the door and picked up the vase on the coffee table next to him and threw it over. fainted again.

As for the lieutenant on the ground...

Linglong approached, the man stepped back like a ghost, and he laughed: "Why are you so afraid of me? You were very imposing just now."

The adjutant cried bitterly: "It was the commander who asked me to kill you! It has nothing to do with me! I, I was forced to be helpless, and I didn't want to!"

Linglong is amazed: "How come you villains have no backbone at all?"

The adjutant cried even harder, what kind of backbone do you need to lose your life? Will the stubborn be the bad guy? Then if he knew that this little ancestor was so evil, he wouldn't go even if he put the muzzle of a gun on his forehead! Now that I am missing an arm and a leg, how will I live in the future? "This grandfather, you have received supernatural powers, I really don't dare, I still have an old lady, wife and children at home, and they still have to rely on me to support..."

"The lame man you killed also has a wife, wife and children." Linglong put her arms around her chest and stepped on Hao Dashuai's wound, forcing the unconscious person to wake up alive, and then slowly said to the adjutant, "But It was because he accidentally fell while carrying the pick and got some beancurd on your leather shoes. When you drew the gun, he should have knelt on the ground and begged the military lord to spare his life, right?"

The lieutenant was stupid. He frantically searched for the person Linglong said from his memory, but he couldn't remember it at all--he relied on himself as Hao Dashuai's lieutenant, and made a fortune in this Huicheng, and never put anyone in the spotlight. In the eyes, where do you still remember who you have killed?

"You killed him, causing his mother to die of illness, leaving his wife and children alone. He only bit off one of your arms and one leg, so he is worthy of you." Linglong snapped her fingers, and a voice slowly appeared in front of the adjutant. A black fog, with a pair of eyes full of resentment vaguely hidden in the fog, that is a middle-aged man, with a slightly hunched back, two legs one high and one low, walking deep and shallow, there seems to be something else on his body. Bean taste.

Slowly, the adjutant remembered.

It was several years ago. The commander told him to go out of town to run errands. Suddenly he fell, shattering several bowls, as well as beancurd all over the floor, and some splashed onto his shiny leather boots.

At that time, the middle-aged man was frightened and knelt down and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, but the adjutant did not spare him, and shot him casually. He left without even looking at him. He just felt that this person was unlucky. If he bumped into him early in the morning who was about to leave the city, his life was also bad.

I'm just a poor man, so what if I die?

How many poor people have died in Huicheng these years?

But right now, the long-dead middle-aged man appeared in front of him with a bullet hole in his forehead that no longer bleeds, and his eyes were full of hatred.

These soldiers killed a lot, and generally the ghosts dared not approach, just like those teenagers who were killed by Hao Dashuai, aren't they innocent? Don't they hate it? But Shuai Hao was full of blood and fierceness, and the ghosts couldn't stay by his side, let alone take revenge. Therefore, what remained in that room was only their despair and pain during their lifetimes, which converged into a faint vapor and gave off a strong bitter taste. , making Linglong uncomfortable.

This ghost is different. The obsession is too deep, and it can withstand the adjutant's suffocation. It happens that the adjutant wants to kill Linglong, so Linglong helps him.

What a big man, just seeing a ghost, he was actually stunned!

Linglong looked at Hao Dashuai and asked kindly, "Do you still want my life?"

Hao Dashuai's wound was in severe pain, but he didn't dare to shout, and shook his head like a grandson: "Don't, don't! Grandpa give me another chance! I promise to listen to Grandpa in everything in the future!"

"Don't call me that." Linglong kicked him, "How can I have such an ugly grandson as you?"

"Yes, yes, grandpa taught yes."

This person is quite able to bend and stretch, and has no face or skin.

Linglong retracted her foot and rubbed on the carpet in disgust, "Hurry up and heal the injury, and then do things for me."

After he finished speaking, he smiled cutely at Hao Dashuai: "Did you see it just now? Think about it, how many of the people you killed over the years wanted to seek revenge on you? If you don't want to die, it's best Just listen to me and don't make so many crooked ideas."

Hao Dashuai just saw the ghost of the lame man. He wanted to be scared and fainted, but was afraid of being violently kicked up again by Linglong.

Grandpa taught him this. I just hope he can live a peaceful life in this chaotic world, guarding the coffin shop at home for a long life, but the old man can't calculate the fortune of himself and his family. It never occurred to me that instead of taking care of Linglong, Zheng Liangjun pushed Linglong into the fire pit.

Tiger venom doesn't even eat offspring, and Zheng Liangjun is inferior to even beasts.

Seeing Linglong staring at him with a contemplative look, Hao Dashuai is really afraid that this grandfather will kill him after thinking about it for a long time. , and quickly promised Linglong: "I will be designated to be a good person in the future! I, I know I am not worthy, but I will work hard towards the goal of becoming a good person! I will never disappoint your education for me!"

Linglong: "Don't, don't be a good person. Especially your hobby—"

Before she finished speaking, Hao Dashuai learned to answer quickly: "I understand, I understand! I will change! I will change!"

"No need to change."

Hao Dashuai: ?

Long Long smiled.

After another week, Hao Dashuai is considered to have recovered. Although the wound is still painful, it is much better than lying on the bed and unable to move a few days ago. Today, he is especially wearing a military uniform. He is particularly domineering and mighty. In addition to his tall stature, he gives people a sense of oppression like an iron tower. Ordinary people really dare not look at him, for fear of attracting his attention and causing disaster to himself. .

Zheng Liangjun carefully entered the door of Dashuai's mansion in such a state of anxiety. He didn't know why Dashuai Hao came to him. Anyway, he was very embarrassed at the banquet that night. After these days, Even in the newspaper office, there are always people pointing and pointing, and whenever someone whispers in the places passing by, Zheng Liangjun thinks that they are chewing their tongues. In a word, life is not very comfortable.

I received an invitation from Dashuai Hao today, but he was the only one invited. Zheng Liangjun was really upset. He always felt that his son was not a docile master. The Shuai Mansion might have taught him to mess up the world, but as soon as he entered the door, he found that there was nothing out of the ordinary, so he should be happy, because according to this situation, either the commander was very satisfied and wanted to give him a favor, or he asked him to come and give him that The cheap son collects the corpse, no matter which one is good.

The latter is also a disgrace to Zheng Liangjun. He thinks that he is married to that woman, so he reluctantly sleeps with her, and gives her a son, which is already a repayment, and she should be grateful to herself. As a result, because of this son, he and Gong Wenli seemed to be in love and calm, but in fact there were constant conflicts, which was really troublesome for Zheng Liangjun.

But...he's been sitting in the living room for so long, why hasn't he seen the handsome figure?

While Zheng Liangjun was fidgeting, a guard came over: "Editor Zheng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time, the commander has something to do, please speak upstairs."

Zheng Liangjun's heart is overjoyed, this must be a good thing! If it was his cheap son who had provoked the big handsome, he would have been beaten out long ago, but now he was asked to speak in the study——

Zheng Liangjun subconsciously thought that all conversations would be in the study room, but unexpectedly, the guards took him to a well-decorated room. The room was white with no other colors, and it hurt a little to see. "This room is too white. How could someone with such a high taste in the handsome come up with such a room?"

He patted his **** without a trace, the guard heard the words, his expression suddenly became weird, and after a while, he grinned: "The commander said that the room is all white, and it looks good when it is stained with blood."

Zheng Liangjun: ! ! !

He was about to flee immediately, but unfortunately it was too late, the door was mercilessly shut in front of him, and the guard's face looked so eerie at the last moment. Zheng Liangjun didn't have time to think about it, he always felt creepy, his sixth sense made him subconsciously want to escape, but the door was locked from the outside, this was the third floor, he didn't have the courage to jump down...

Just when he was in a hurry, the door opened, and Hao Dashuai, wearing a military uniform and stepping on riding boots, walked in, carrying a box. He saw Zheng Liangjun without saying a word and whipped the barbed whip. When he came out, Zheng Liangjun was almost scared to pee: "Big, big, handsome! You, what are you doing!"

My mouth is so frightened!

According to the lines Linglong wrote to him, Dashuai Hao said with disgust, "Your son is very good. I think you should be even better. Sometimes it's good to change your appetite."

Zheng Liangjun never imagined that he was a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Master, this is all a misunderstanding! My son can serve the handsome, it is his blessing, how can I have that qualification! Besides, I'm already so old, and this is just to change my appetite, so I won't be so hungry!"

Linglong next door heard this clearly, and Zheng Liangjun was really a **** and could say anything.

Hao Dashuai was expressionless: "No, this Dashuai just likes you. You can take off your clothes when you are sensible, and you can say it well, or wait for me to do it... Oh, that's not the case." /

He said that, with wide tears in his heart, he didn't like an old man with dried orange peels like Zheng Liangjun at all! He only likes slender and beautiful boys! Saying these words to Zheng Liangjun made him feel that it was himself who was about to be raped.

Zheng Liangjun was so scared that he cried. He didn't like men, and he didn't want to be liked by men! Now that he is trying to escape, he has no choice but to say: "Master! There is something to say, something to say! Don't you like beautiful boys? I, I have a son! Although he doesn't look as good as the one I gave you a few days ago , but it's not bad! If it doesn't work, I, I have a daughter! Master! Master, calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Linglong shook her head while nibbling on the fresh and juicy pears. This Zheng Liangjun has a really dark heart, can you say this? He smiled smugly and glanced at Gong Wen Li Niang, who was **** to cover his mouth and widened his eyes.

Want to hurt him? Then you have to be prepared for the restlessness of the chickens and dogs at home.

The snow-white teeth are immersed in the pear flesh, and the crisp sound is placed in the modern society. In addition to the prosperous beauty of pear-eating teenagers, it is designated as the top asmr eating broadcast that everyone is looking for. Unfortunately, it is in the ears of Gong Wen and Li Niang. , it is no different from gnawing human flesh.