He ignored his ridicule.

He listened to him and received only one message, and here, besides him, there were indeed people who had come.

“Is it a woman?”Fang Mu asked again.

The man continued to laugh.

Laughed for a long time.

“Why should I tell you?”He smiled and tears fell, and under the light, there were tears hanging on the cheeks of the vicissitudes, which seemed miserable and terrible.Fang Mu did not affect his words and behavior at all, but the old man did not laugh.

It doesn't mean.

He looked up at the ceiling, and said, "That's a beautiful woman."He grunted, his face aftertaste, and sighed, "Surely, that woman is really a great, and tastes better than your mother's youngest and most beautiful."

I don't know which word in his words stimulated Fang Mu, touched his reverse scale, originally standing outside the glass wall of the square, suddenly sinks down.

He took off the whip on the wall, opened the glass door, and strode into the meteor.

A man who mentioned the skinny bone, Fang Mu waved the whip, and it was a violent beating against him.

The man began to shout and screamed two voices, and he was weak, lying on the ground like a dead pig, allowing Fangmu to commit violence.

The right hand was tired, and Fang Mu threw away the whip.

He looked at the man on the ground without expression and asked in a cold voice, “Cheng Ke, did you forget the taste of being humiliated?”

Then he turned to his feet, and suddenly he became terrified."No, don't do that to me again."

Over the years, he has been insulted many times, but the next time he has been killed.

Fang Mu sneered, "Then take care of your mouth, don't let me hear you say what you shouldn't."

He nodded his head untiring.

Lied the tie and sleeve, Fang Mu came out of the glass.

He opened a cabinet in the corner, took out the golden sores medicine for the treatment of the outside of the skin, put on gloves, walked back to the glass house, tore open the man's clothes, disinfected the scars of the man's body, sprinkled the medicine on the man, and wrapped it with a bandease.

Throughout the whole process, the man was bored, but Fang Mu's face was calm.

Doing all this, he stood up, and finally swept the man named Cheng Ke, and then went out.

Cheng Ke heard the sound of the glass door locked, like a relieved sigh of relief.

These years, when Fang Mu is in a bad or good mood, he must come to him for trouble.Every time he beats him, he is given medicine.He wants him to live, but he wants him to live better than to die.There is no means more unbearable than this torture.

Good death is better than living, Cheng Ke has also been worn out of a body of resistance, today this violent fight, for him, is nothing.

He hopes that one day he will be able to get out of this dungeon and kill this bastard.

...

Saturday night is the day of the family's fixed dinner.

Qiao Weixi went into the main hall of the main house, and she first greeted Xu Pingfei and Fang Pingping.Noting that Fang Yuqing's mood was a little low, Qiao Wei walked over and asked, "Qingqing, are you unhappy?"

Fang Yuqing put away his face and smiled at her.“No.”

She was laughing, but her eyes were full of hurt.

Joe stared at her face, showing a suspicious color.

What is going on, she looks like a girl's attitude after she lost her love.

Jostnut thought he was late, and when she arrived, she found that the couple had not yet come.The people waited, and at seven o'clock, they were late.When he arrived alone, everyone was surprised.