Chapter 70: Don't peek at me

When the song was chanting, she heard a clang. The short knife in Michiko Ikeda's hand fell to the ground, and the spiritual hole on her back was hit hard by Zhao Jianhui's sword tip. The force was so powerful that she had never expected.

Zhao Jianhui used this move very cleverly, using the long sword as an iron rod, with its strength through the tip of the sword and its strength was just right. It could not only hit Michiko Ikeda, but it did not hurt her skin. It was really more than a thousand times more difficult than a sword to penetrate the heart.

Michiko Ikeda was hit by Zhao Jianhui's sword, and bent down to the wall to breathe. Her whole arm was sore and numb that she had no strength. She still trembled constantly when she leaned against the wall. Zhao Jianhui's long sword was sheathed, and he tied it back to his waist as a belt, then walked to Michiko Ikeda: "Where is my girlfriend?"

Michiko Ikeda was leaning against the wall to suck, wondering why she was injured. Seeing Zhao Jianhui trying to approach herself, she stood up with difficulty, raised her right leg and kicked Zhao Jianhui hard on the lower plate. Just when her right leg was about to hit Zhao Jianhui's waist and hips, Zhao Jianhui reached out and grabbed her calf and pulled it with the flow. Michiko Ikeda suddenly felt that the other leg that was supporting her body suddenly trembled, and her thighs were sore and could no longer hold on to her body. She knelt on the ground with a thud.

Zhao Jianhui's heavy punch came over immediately, and he punched Michiko Ikeda's soft belly. The huge impact force knocked Michiko Ikeda's body backwards and hit the wall hard.

Michiko Ikeda screamed and fell to the ground. She didn't understand how Zhao Jianhui defeated her just now? She didn't understand even more that the other party could kill her now, why did he waste this energy? At this time, the abdomen was suffering for a moment, and he threw himself on the ground and almost burst into tears.

Zhao Jianhui then grabbed Michiko Ikeda's hair one by one, shouted again, waved his big fist and smashed it into Michiko Ikeda's back.

Michiko Ikeda was just hit by the black Zhao Jianhui's fist, and Venus was running around in front of him. He heard the strong wind on his head, and knew that it was not good. He hurriedly raised his chest and raised his right hand to face the fist that was hit by the other party. With a slap, the arms of the two of them immediately touched one place. Michiko Ikeda was shocked. He fought with all his strength to block it, but he couldn't resist the man's attack. A tide-like force surged towards him in an instant and was unstoppable. His body was immediately pressed by this force and lying on the ground.

Zhao Jianhui snorted coldly and stood firm. Michiko Ikeda's mouth moved slightly, and with a "puff!", he actually spit out a mouthful of blood.

After Michiko Ikeda was hit, her true energy was already out of control, and the breath in her chest and abdomen was scattered. Seeing Zhao Jianhui punching, she could only hurry to force the scattered true energy in her body to one place, trying to resist the iron fist attacked by Zhao Jianhui. But this luck immediately caused the qi and blood to rush directly to the heart. Coupled with Zhao Jianhui's huge punch, the qi was reversed for a moment, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

When Zhao Jianhui saw Michiko Ikeda vomiting blood, he knew that she had been seriously injured. How could he miss such an opportunity? Regardless of the fact that he had just thrown Michiko Ikeda into a swelling face, he immediately shouted and rushed up again and again.

Michiko Ikeda felt very distressed when she saw this. She lay on the ground and saw Zhao Jianhui jumping up and pounced on her back. She curled up one leg and kicked the ground to avoid it. Before she could move away, there was another loud noise breaking through the air. Zhao Jianhui had already smashed straight from the air, and a "thump" accompanied by Michiko Ikeda's "Ah!" scream, Zhao Jianhui's heavy body hit Michiko Ikeda's delicate body. A scream accompanied by a mouthful of blood, Michiko Ikeda's body throbbing in pain. She felt that her ribs were almost broken.

Zhao Jianhui stretched out an arm and stuck Michiko Ikeda's neck tightly, pressing her inwardly, making it impossible for her to breathe. Michiko Ikeda, who was pressed, shook her body hard, trying to break free from the weight of the other party's body. But the other party's strength was too large and it was much larger than hers, although she could not move at all with all her strength. The breathing of the stuck neck had been blocked, and she felt more and more tight at this time.

"Say, where is my girlfriend?" Just as she felt that she was about to suffocate and die, Zhao Jianhui's roar came from her ears again.

Michiko Ikeda couldn't speak at all. She didn't notice it at all. It was so comfortable to be able to breathe fresh air.

After she had just taken a breath of fresh air, Zhao Jianhui immediately tightened his arms, but it was pressed tighter than the last time. The arm stuck on Michiko Ikeda's neck suddenly made Michiko Ikeda's unable to breathe. Michiko Ikeda suddenly felt dizzy, and this time her desire for fresh air was stronger than before.

This kind of air that usually makes people leave forever but is not valued, at this moment, has become a treasure in Michiko Ikeda's heart that is close to her nose but out of reach. Only at this time did she realize that this kind of thing that is usually invisible and intangible is the most precious wealth given to mankind by nature.

Unfortunately, she understood too late at this time, and Zhao Jianhui's arm stuck her trachea tightly. Michiko Ikeda's eyes gradually became darker and her consciousness gradually blurred. Her whole body struggled hard under him for a while, and then gradually became soft.

"Bang..." Zhao Jianhui's big hand ruthlessly hit her face. Michiko slowly opened her eyes, but she no longer had the strength to struggle anymore. She just twitched nervously along her spine and her back a few times, and she weakly opened her eyelids and looked at Zhao Jianhui.

"You haven't said it yet, right? I count three numbers. If you don't say it anymore, don't blame me for being rude...one...two..." Zhao Jianhui's arm stuck Michiko Ikeda's neck, but he didn't use any force yet. Michiko Ikeda no longer cared about his greedy breathing and said in a hoarse voice: "In...in the room inside..." Zhao Jianhui had pulled her hair and dragged her into the room before she could finish her words.

"Bastard, where is the person?" Zhao Jianhui looked around, but he didn't see anyone in the room. He angrily pulled Michiko Ikeda's hair. Michiko Ikeda let out a painful moan: "In the inner room, the inner room..." Zhao Jianhui cursed himself as a fool. Before she could finish her words, she had already pushed open the door of the inner room.

However, after he saw the scene in the inner room, he couldn't help but become even more angry.

In this small room, there was a sofa and a coffee table. There was a single bed near the corner of the wall. You Xiaoran was stripped naked and tied to the bed. There was a chair at the end of the bed. A thin old man in his fifties who had no trace of cloth tied with a rope on the chair. There was a camera with a bracket installed between the coffee table and the bed. You Xiaoran and the old man both blushed, one on the bed and the other on the chair, twisting their bodies constantly. If it weren't for the inside, the two of them would have been roaring.

It can be seen from the eyes of the two people that these two people must have been done by Michiko Ikeda. The eyes of these two people turned into blood-red eyes, and they were tied to the bed and looked at each other in a constant manner. Especially when they saw Zhao Jianhui coming in, the force of You Xiaoran twisting her body became even more intense.

Zhao Jianhui threw Michiko Ikeda to the ground and kicked her again: "Tell me quickly, what the hell did you do to her?"

Michiko Ikeda's whole body collapsed on the ground, and her resentful eyes gradually dimmed. She lowered her head and said softly: "No... I didn't do anything, I just gave them some medicine. I originally wanted to take pictures of them and threaten Fujita..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui understood completely. It must be this vicious woman who wanted the old man to help her do something. He also heard that the old man was unwilling to do it in person, so the woman came up with this trick, took medicine for the old man and You Xiaoran, and then filmed the scene and threatened the old man.

Fortunately, I came in time. Before I could realize the conspiracy, Ikeda Michiko's conspiracy had already started fighting with the man guarding the door, which attracted Michiko Ikeda and her two girls. If I had come one step later, You Xiaoran would have been humiliated...

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel chilled.

"Bang..." Zhao Jianhui slapped Michiko Ikeda in the face: "What did you give her food? How long have you taken it? Is there any antidote?"

Michiko Ikeda's strong will had just been destroyed by Zhao Jianhui, and now she had no idea of ​​resistance. She trembled and took out a small black bottle from her body: "There is no antidote, I just gave them this thing..."

Zhao Jianhui reached out to take the small bottle and looked at it. There were only a few oriental words on it, which translated into Chinese as "the lewd power".

Although Zhao Jianhui didn't know what the medicine in this bottle was, it was not literally a good thing. "Is there really no antidote?"

Michiko Ikeda shook her head and said, "It's really not. I think this kind of thing can be relieved by the power of medicine as long as it is a sex between a man and a woman. Who would have to spend so much effort to develop the antidote..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Jianhui raised his hand and slapped her again. Before Michiko Ikeda could scream, Zhao Jianhui poured the potion in the bottle into her mouth. Then he stretched out a finger and lit it under Michiko Ikeda's ribs. Michiko Ikeda was about to be lucky to spit out the potion, but Zhao Jianhui pointed it out, but swallowed it. "Hehe, I will untie the rope for that old man immediately, and you can also taste the taste of being drugged."

As Zhao Jianhui said, he walked over and brought the old man and the chair to the outer room, turned around and threw Michiko Ikeda out: "Damn it, have fun, don't peek at me to do a big thing."
Chapter completed!