Although the teeth in his mouth are already chattering, he can still speak harshly:
"I think you are mentally ill. Which hospital didn't close the door properly and let you out?"
Feng Zinan was stunned.
The feeling that was created so easily disappeared completely in an instant.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose in astonishment:
"I'm here to play with you."
Mr. Ye was scared to death.
But she still gritted her teeth and carried on.
Ning Yan behind her was so frightened that she completely lost her ability to resist.
Professor Ning had a gentle personality and could not withstand such great pressure. In addition, he had been kidnapped once before, so it left a shadow in his heart.
Mr. Ye forced himself to stand where he was and stared at the other party coldly:
"Aren't you afraid that my man will come back and torture you in the same way?"
"It's interesting. I haven't met such a brave little woman in a long time."
Feng Zinan is a full 1.9 meters tall. Standing in front of Mr. Ye, who is 1.71 meters tall, he is a head taller.
He was condescending, smiled, stretched out a finger, and raised Mr. Ye's delicate chin in an extremely frivolous manner:
"Do you know what means are? Hahaha, you don't understand."
Mr. Ye is actually not afraid anymore.
She just raised her head and said calmly:
"It's nothing more than the most fearful and humiliating way for other women. What can you do? What kind of man do you think you are when you torture a woman?"
The smile in Feng Zinan's eyes became thicker and thicker:
"It's interesting, it's so interesting. Little woman, I decided... to play with the woman behind you first and save your life. I haven't encountered such an interesting prey for a long time. No, you are not worthy of being my prey.
It should be... a plaything."
Mr. Ye took a deep breath.
She once again suppressed the uncontrollable despair and fear in her heart, gritted her teeth and said coldly:
"Let her go, you can humiliate me as much as you want! Whatever harm and humiliation I suffer, I believe that my man will retaliate against you and your family a thousand times. If you don't believe it, just come and try it."
Already."
Feng Zinan was very surprised.
He has never met a woman who dared to be so tough in front of him.
That's right.
In the family and in the temple, except for his relatives, everyone who sees him wants to kneel down and lick his insteps. With just one word from him, he can make nobles like the royal family and elects want to strip off their wives and send them to him.
his bed.
The lust in his eyes was so intense that he blinked quickly:
"What's your name? Ye Wanqiu?"
Mr. Ye's body trembled slightly.
She gritted her teeth and said calmly:
"Don't call your aunt's name, I think it's dirty."
Feng Zinan smiled.
Crazy laughter spread throughout the villa.
"Interesting, I finally found an interesting toy, hahaha, little woman, how do you think I will play with you?"
Mr. Ye lowered his head in disdain and glanced between Feng Zinan's legs:
"Is that your thing? Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that you are so tall. What's the saying? The more a man lacks something, the more he likes to play tricks. I guess your caterpillar is a
Silkworm baby, right? No, let me guess again, it should be Enoki mushroom? No wonder, you can only satisfy a woman by talking, right?"
Professor Ning was stunned.
Feng Zinan was stunned.
The shock on his face slowly turned into gloom, anger, and finally a ferocious expression on his handsome face.
Looking at Mr. Ye:
"How do you know...oh no! How dare you talk to me like this?"
Mr. Ye let out a string of laughter like silver bells:
"Giggle, giggle, I'm laughing so hard, hahaha, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore."
The fear in her heart disappeared without a trace.
It seems that she inherited the madness in her mother Lin Wenlan's bones.
She looked at Feng Zinan sarcastically:
"So, am I interesting? Let her go and I'll follow you. You will find that I am even more interesting."
Feng Zinan looked at Ye Wanqiu ferociously, not knowing what he was thinking in his head.
Logically speaking, anyone who dares to humiliate him in this way is destined to be miserable.
It's the kind of ending that can't be more miserable.
Once, one of his maids accidentally took the wrong step when walking in front of him. She only took an extra three centimeters. As a result, he ordered her to strip naked in front of all the maids and put it into a large transparent glass bottle.
, then use boiling water, spoonful by spoonful, to scald him alive.
There are also all kinds of strange ways to torture people, all of which are his proud original creations.
Looking at Ye Wanqiu, Feng Zinan fell into deep thought.
Suddenly he thought of the woman in front of him taunting him.
Especially the look in the other person's eyes just now...!
Feng Zinan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If that's the case, then...!"
He stretched out his hand directly and grabbed Mr. Ye's chest.
Just at this time.
The air suddenly solidified.
Time seems to have stopped.
Two tall figures, completely shrouded in black robes, appeared out of thin air in the living room.
Feng Zinan suddenly changed his expression:
"Damn!! Superpower! Where did it come from...!"
The Vatican's two superpowers, which are comparable to SSS level, were controlled by Fatty through puppet god methods, and the talents in their bodies were stimulated. The strength of these two masters has truly reached the ceiling of real superpowers.
Even if Feng Zinan is at the pinnacle of the innate realm, even if he can leapfrog to challenge the divine realm, he still can't defeat the two great priests when all the opportunities are lost.
And he was born noble, so how could he allow himself to be harmed at all by humble ants?
Even if a hair falls out, it is a stain on his identity as the Son of God.
In fact, the most important thing is that Feng Zinan, a so-called son of god, has great strength but no actual combat experience at all.
Their identity and status destined them to be unable to face the test of life and death.
The two great priests have long since become fanatic followers of Su Mu. If Su Mu told them to commit suicide, they would wipe their necks without hesitation.
And Su Mu asked them to protect Ning Yan and Mr. Ye. Even if they fight to the last breath, they will never let these two people be harmed.
Feng Zinan froze on the spot, his whole body shaking.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the two men in black robes up and down, and said coldly:
"who are you?"
The two great priests didn't speak at all, but their terrifying energy was getting stronger and stronger.
Obviously, they cannot do anything here, and the instructions they received do not allow them to do anything in front of Mr. Ye and Ning Yan.
Feng Zinan's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he actually said in English:
"You are not the elders of the Tianxing Sect, you are superpowers. Who sent you here? Which organization do you belong to? Do you know the identity of this son of God?"
Another laugh came from the living room.
The originally locked door of the villa was pushed open from the outside.
A middle-aged man in his forties, tall and slender, wearing a linen linen robe and with a handsome face, walked in with a smile.
Mr. Ye stared blankly at the handsome uncle, and couldn't help but make a sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Su Mu is handsome enough.
But this uncle was completely handsome, and his whole body exuded an aura of dust.
Zhuo Buli looked at Mr. Ye and smiled:
"Little girl, what are you looking at? Hurry up and call the master."
"master!?"
Mr. Ye didn't scream, but Feng Zinan roared in horror.
His face was distorted, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable terror. He stared at Zhuo Buli as if he were looking at a wild monster.
"You...are not...in...!"
Zhuo Buli walked over with a smile:
"Where am I?"
"you you you……!"
Zhuo Buli took Mr. Ye's hand and walked to the sofa to sit down. He looked at Feng Zinan and said lightly:
"Cut off the finger that touched my disciple's daughter-in-law's face. Then kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes clean. I will spare your life."
Feng Zinan knelt down faster than Zhuo Buli could.
Plop!!
Mr. Ye looked at Zhuo Buli with eyes full of little stars.
Is this the bastard master?
What did I call him?
master?
Or Master and Father-in-law?
He's so handsome.
Ye Wanqiu, what are you thinking about?
If you think about it again, it’s an ethical tragedy.