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Chapter 487

Yang Jiajun had a smile on his face and was browsing pictures of beautiful women. He had just seen a few photos of swimsuits in seductive poses, and his lower body reacted.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number: "You come to my house now. You must arrive within twenty minutes. I want to fuck you. As long as you are comfortable with me, I will give you a car."

"As you command, Mr. Yang." A very coquettish female voice came from the loudspeaker.

After hanging up the phone, he took out a board of small blue pills from the drawer, took out two pills and threw them into his mouth. After the sex came, he must have a hard time.

call……

A gust of cold wind blew, and he shivered. He looked at the half-opened window and muttered to himself: "It's strange, I don't seem to have opened the window."

He got up and closed the window. When he turned around, he found someone else on the sofa. He was startled.

The person on the sofa was no stranger to him, it was Qin Feng who had embarrassed him an hour ago.

"How did you get in?" He took a step back and reached out to pick up a vase. He really couldn't understand why he couldn't handle Qin Feng alone after sending a dozen gangsters there.

According to his idea, Qin Feng should be lying in the hospital ward at this time and wailing.

"Why, you're surprised, aren't you?" Young Master Qin crossed his legs, his eyes fell on the small blue pill, and said in a sarcastic tone: "If you take it so early, is that thing of yours already on the verge of being scrapped? Already."

"Qin Feng, you are breaking into a private house. I can call the police and arrest you." He said in a stern voice.

Young Master Qin smiled, very arrogantly, and said: "You called the police to arrest me, do you think you have a chance? To tell you the truth, the dozen people you found are now lying in the hospital for interrogation by the military. , do you think they will turn you in?"

After Yang Jiajun heard this, his heart couldn't help but thump.

"Didn't you ask someone to break my legs? Now that I'm here, you should do it." Qin Feng said with a smile.

Yang Jiajun suddenly thought that he was a lieutenant colonel officer. Since he was a soldier, there must have been two moments. He was definitely no match. He smiled and said: "This is a misunderstanding. I made an impulsive decision. Don't be angry." ."

"But I'm already angry." Young Master Qin looked at him meaningfully and said.

"I'll pay you. I'll pay you whatever you want." Yang Jiajun took out his wallet from his trouser pocket.

"It's too late." Qin Feng picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it out, accurately hitting Yang Jiajun's right knee.

Click...

His kneecaps were shattered, and he fell to the ground screaming, with cold sweat covering his face because of the pain.

The soundproofing effect of this mansion is very good, so you don't have to worry about being heard by your neighbors.

Young Master Qin stood up, walked over calmly, raised his foot and stepped on his other leg. With the sound of bone breaking, this leg was also broken.

"Qin Feng...you...I won't let you go..." Young Master Yang was still arrogant. He wanted to bite him to death.

"I just like hard bones." He chuckled, picked up the remaining two small blue pills, and said, "Brother, I'll help you get harder. Don't thank me. This is what I should do."

After saying that, he stuffed several pills into Young Master Yang's mouth.

Then a knife hit Mr. Yang on the neck, and he immediately fainted. This was to relieve his pain.

After doing this, Young Master Qin jumped out of the window, and under the cover of night, he disappeared with a flying sword.

A few minutes later, a charming girl wearing hot pants and boots with her thighs exposed opened the door and came in, shouting: "Young Master Yang, I'm here, are you ready? Hey, you lie on the ground and fuck me." Well, could it be that I couldn’t wait for others and masturbated a few times myself?”

When she saw Yang Jiajun's legs in a terrifying posture, she screamed in fright and hurriedly called the emergency call.

Half an hour later, he was lying on the hospital bed receiving treatment.

The doctor came out sweating profusely and asked: "What did the patient eat? He was given anesthesia twice and he woke up, and there was serious congestion down there."

A group of middle-aged couples asked the charming girl sternly: "What did Xiaojun eat?"

The girl said tremblingly: "I don't know. When I went in, he was already lying on the ground. Oh, by the way, there was a Viagra wrapper on the ground. That should be what he was eating."

The middle-aged lady asked: "What is Viagra?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened and he replied: "That's Brother Wei."

The doctor wiped his sweat and said, "I don't know how many pills the patient has taken. We can only treat his legs first. As for the congestion down there, we can only wait until the legs are healed."

"Then my son's ability in that area will not be affected, right?" the lady asked.

The doctor hummed: "I can't guarantee that he has started taking Viagra at such a young age. Even if this accident hadn't happened, what do you think of his ability in that area?"

The lady blushed and asked again: "How is my son's leg?"

The doctor replied: "One leg is shattered and the kneecap of the other leg is shattered. These are very fatal injuries. Even if you recover well, you will lose most of your mobility in the future. If you don't recover well, you may be injured for the rest of your life." Have to sit in a wheelchair."

The middle-aged man punched the wall and said angrily: "Who is so cruel and cruel to my son? I have to find him out and pay with blood."

The noble lady took out an envelope from her bag, put it into the doctor's hand calmly, and said: "I want my son to get better no matter what. He is still young, how can he be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

The doctor squeezed the thickness of the envelope, put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

A few hours later, Yang Jiajun woke up with both legs in plaster. After seeing his parents, he gritted his teeth and said, "You must avenge me. I want Qin Feng to die."

He told what happened, not mentioning the fact that he asked people to trouble Qin Feng, and labeled himself as the victim.

The middle-aged man said: "Don't worry, son, I will definitely kill that kid and avenge you. You have a good rest, I will make arrangements right away."

"Yeah." Mr. Yang felt much better. He suddenly realized that his lower body was as hard as an iron rod, and he quickly said: "That boy fed me several Viagra pills..."

I already knew what the middle-aged man was thinking. He winked at the girl who had been staying by the door and said, "It's your turn. No matter what, you must make my son's lower body return to normal."

The girl blushed and nodded, and the couple walked out of the ward together, and soon there was the sound of heavy breathing inside.

The girl tried her best, and Yang Jiajun fucked her several times in a row. In the end, she almost fainted from the pleasure, but the place was still hard.


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