Imperial City Prison.

In a dark prison cell with no light coming in, Song Qiuqi woke up in ragged clothes, her feet were chained with iron chains, and her hands were not in any good shape, being leaned against by silver handcuffs.

Zhang Lin was wearing a black uniform with his collar buttoned to the end. The scar at the corner of his eye looked hideous in the dim light: "I have followed him for so long, but I didn't expect that he is still a virgin."

"You guys take her to have a bath, don't let her die."

"Yes, warden."

"Asshole." Song Qiqi suddenly stood up angrily, and before she even got half a step closer to the man, a baton hit her leg. Song Qiqi screamed and lay on the ground in pain.

Zhang Lin walked up to her wearing a hat and looked down at her, "No one has dared to attack me on my territory, and you are the first one."

"I am your master's woman, and you are just a dog beside him. Zhanyan knows that he will never let you go."

Zhang Lin had played with many women, most of whom were prostitutes. He had even played with the aloof wife of the Ying family. Song Qiqi was the first virgin he had ever touched. Compared with those women in bed, he had played with

Zhang Lin had already shown mercy to her in a rough manner.

"...If you open your mouth like this again, I will sew your mouth shut myself."

Song Qiqi: “…”

"Since this is your first time, you will be mine from now on. This area of ​​dozens of kilometers is deserted. Don't even think about escaping. As long as you behave obediently, I can let you go out and play."

After he left, Song Qiqi was dragged to a place by other prison guards. There was a large bathing pool surrounded by black tiles. The environment was much better than where she had just stayed.

On the way to be delivered, Song Qiqi was often eaten by these hungry men who had not touched women for a long time. Standing in the bathtub, Song Qiqi washed the dirty places on her body, her mind was in a trance. She did not expect that she accidentally hit her.

I had a relationship with Zhang Lin.

This dog man is neither gentle nor serious, he doesn't know how to show mercy to women, and he has bruises in several places...

Last time, after Zhan Yan was taken away from the First City in the World, she accidentally took the medicine. The medicine was so strong that Song Qiqi became unconscious. Her physical hunger and thirst almost destroyed her wit. She was just about to find something.

He took a man as an antidote, but he accidentally found Zhang Lin.

After Zhang Lin raped her in the security corridor, he locked her in a dark prison and had sex with her day and night.

Song Qiqi almost died under his body. In fact...Song Qiqi was not a virgin. She had already been given to a loan shark by her vampire father to pay off her debt for the first time.

Later, for the sake of reputation, she had to work secretly to make money and had a virginity surgery.

No one knows about this except herself.

Zhang Lin was answering the phone in the office: "Your woman tastes really good. Next time... if you have good ones, send me a few more for me to play with."

"Don't play to death, I'm still useful."

"Of course I will show mercy to your people..."

After a few words, he hung up the phone, put down the phone, and said to the deputy who had been with him for many years: "Why does the warden still listen to his orders? Besides...after so many years, the debt you owe him has long been repaid. With you,

With our current status, we... don't have to be afraid of him at all."

Zhang Lin: "Because...he and I are life and death friends. Not only did he save my life, we are...the same kind of people."

"For more than ten years, even if he becomes an enemy, he is the only person I can call my opponent..."

Zhang Lin feels that they are more like a perfect pair of partners.

They both have equally big ambitions...

Zhan Yan is good at scheming and strategizing. Even if his hands are never stained with blood, what he is best at is killing people with borrowed knives and doing things without leakage.

But... Zhang Lin is different, he is better at doing things by himself, and even... likes to use a knife, especially the people Zhan Yan wants to deal with, Zhang Lin will not leave alive... let alone any clues.

Even if he borrows a knife... Zhang Lin is the sharp sword in his hand, and he is naturally happy to be the knife in his partner's hand.

Deputy: "But we can't be asked to wipe his butt every time. The Huang family died in prison, and our story was almost exposed."

Zhang Lin wiped the gun in his hand. When he heard his words, he was as emotionless as a poisonous snake, and a cold light flashed in his sharp eyes.

The next second, there was a loud noise, and the person standing in front of him suddenly fell to the ground.

White smoke was still coming from the muzzle.

The guard standing outside the door seemed to be used to it, and he immediately dragged the person out calmly.

An hour later, Song Qiqi, who had washed herself and changed into clean clothes, was sent to Zhang Lin. She was wearing a black suspender skirt. There was a cold wind blowing in the prison. Song Qiqi was shivering from the cold, and her wrists and ankles were covered with...

shackles.

Zhang Lin was wearing long boots, with his legs crossed. The scars on his eyes made him look like a fierce Shura from hell seeking life. When he saw the sexy woman approaching, Zhang Lin lowered his legs and said, "Come here, kneel down..."

When Song Qiqi saw the gun he put on the table, she walked around and rushed over. Before she could pick it up, the man grabbed her hair and pulled hard.

Song Qiqi knelt down in front of him in pain. Before the bruises on her face dissipated, the man's fierce voice sounded, "... Do you think I should cripple your hands or your legs first? Or...

Or cut off the meridians of your hands and feet?"

"I'm not as easy to talk to as him..."

Song Qiqi's skirt had been torn off, and her body was clearly visible to the man...

Soon he moved in one go, stood up, put her on the table and let her lie down.

Penetrate her roughly...

…

Once again, it rained violently in the Imperial City, washing away everything.

Qingfeng Temple.

Qi Cheng never thought that one day, the president would appear in this place.

Now I kneel under these golden Buddhas like a devout believer...

And he... did all of this for that Zhuang Mingyue!

In Qi Cheng's eyes, he should do big things and control the economic lifeline of the world, instead of doing these humble and demeaning things for a woman.

Zhuang Mingyue has also been here before.

At that time, Jiang Yushu had only one breath left. Qi Cheng also thought that he would not survive for long, but he did not expect...

Later he was able to wake up...

When he was receiving treatment in the hospital, Zhuang Mingyue came here to care for him and pray for him every day.

The president knew that he did not stop...

Because Zhan Yan is an ‘atheist’ person.

He never believed this...

It's just that there is no other way to hold the banquet...

Qi Cheng said unbearably: "President, what you are doing is of no use at all."

"Try, what if?"

Zhuang Mingyue's surgery was performed one day in advance. Xu Zekai told him that her condition suddenly deteriorated and that she might become a permanent vegetative state even if she was cured after she came off the operating table.

She is now lying in the operating room, her life or death uncertain...

At the moment when Zhanyan owed the death notice, he seemed to have lost his way on the road he was going to continue on...

Zhan Yan didn't know what to do, let alone what he would do after his Mingyue died.

Zhan Yan, who had always been rational, had completely lost his sense of proportion at this moment...

He just seems calm now.

He is a powerful being in the eyes of everyone and is omnipotent.

Envy his powerful position...

But I forget that I am also a human being with flesh and blood and a heart.

Zhan Yan overestimated himself from the beginning...

Underestimating...Zhuang Mingyue...

At the bottom of his heart.

The banquet has never been for anyone, so as to believe in a ‘god’ made up by the world and kneel down in front of the statue.

Become his devout believer.

If there really is a god, Zhan Yan just wants her to wake up.

Standing in front of him peacefully and alive again.

"She is only twenty-three years old, and she still has a long way to go in the future..."
Chapter completed!