Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 182 The Hard-Pressed Heroine Can't Afford to Hurt (61)

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Chapter 182 The hard-pressed heroine can't afford to hurt (61)

Gong Wumei loosened Ning Shu's hair, put his fingertips on the tip of his nose and sniffed, hooking his thin pink lips, "Beauty Fragrance."

What does this beast look like? Tell you, don't seduce me, I won't be fooled.

This is a man who should be rotten. I don't know how many women he has ruined, and the women he has fucked will all die soon.

Ning Shu despised this guy in his heart, even if he was good-looking, he couldn't stand this beast.

"Let's go." Gong Wumei walked in front and entered the cave. The cave looked very shabby from the outside, but it was like entering the palace. It was extremely luxurious. .

Ning Shu touched Ye Mingzhu with a look of amazement on his face. How much is this worth? Gong Wumei raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Shu, "I like it, I will give it to you."

Ning Shu withdrew his hand, "I'm just looking at it casually. Besides, this thing is useless except for lighting. It's just trash. I don't like it at all, I like something practical."

"The actual thing?" Gong Wumei raised her eyebrows and looked at Ning Shu, and said with a wicked expression, "There is only what you can't tell, and there is nothing I can't get.

"Brother, Tom Su is sick and needs to be cured." Ning Shu said lightly.

A demon disciple dressed in black walked in, and Chaogong said, "Sect Master, another woman has died."

Gong Wumei's expression was very indifferent, and he said lightly: "Don't tell me these things, throw the dead woman and the dying woman out of the Wuyang Palace."

"Yes." As soon as the Demon Sect disciple waved his hand, two people carried a woman out. The woman's face was ashen, her nails were purple and black, and the whole person was breathless. It seemed that she was already dead.

Ning Shu looked at Gong Wumei's expressionless face, as indifferently as if an ant had died, making Ning Shu's back a little chilly.

"Throw out those women who can't heal me any more, they will take up space." Gong Wumei sat on the chair, brushed his hair, and said indifferently.

"Yes."

After a while, Ning Shu saw a lot of women being driven out. These women were pale, as if they had not seen the sun for a long time. Kind of soon.

Some women actually had white hair on their heads. I don't know if it was because they were so old or because they were devastated by Gong Wumei.

When these women saw Gong Wumei, they all cried and begged for mercy, either full of despair or numbness.

Ning Shu watched all this, watching these women be driven out of Wuyang Palace by Gong Wumei, waiting for the fate of these women to be death.

"Wait a minute." Ning Shu said, Gong Wumei looked at Ning Shu lazily, brushed Ning Shu's face with the tip of his hair, and exhaled hot air when he approached Ning Shu, "How beautiful, do you have any comments? "

"I'll show these people." Ning Shu took a step back, walked in front of a woman, and took the pulse of her hand.

The vitality of the five internal organs was destroyed, and the pulse was very heavy and weak. Ning Shu suspected that there would be no pulse in the next second, and the internal organs were exhausted.

Ning Shu shook his head, these people are estimated to be living for less than a month, and they are just surviving. After a rough calculation, there are almost a dozen people here, and there are so many women who are going to die, so it is estimated that they were arrested by Gong Wumei. More women.

It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to catch so many women with overcast moons and suns.

Gong Wumei looked at Ning Shu curiously, and with his beautiful face, not to mention how heartwarming it was, how pure and beautiful, but the words he said were very vicious: "When will they die?"

Ning Shu looked at Gong Wumei and said lightly, "You are really doing something wrong."

Gong Wumei smiled and said, "There is nothing to sin. During this time, the deity gave them a rich and noble life and gave them the greatest happiness. Instead of living a mediocre life, it is better to live a brilliant life like this."

"Do you like the deity?" Gong Wumei smiled softly and charmingly at these women, "Don't you like the days with the deity?"

"I like it." Some women looked at Gong Wumei with some fascination, some women showed hatred on their faces, and some women showed fear on their faces.

"Some of them are willing to live such a life." Gong Wumei looked at Ning Shu, her beautiful face was full of temptation and psychedelics like a mandala, "If the beauty is willing, I will naturally be willing to satisfy you with anything."

Ning Shu: "Hehe, thank you, Bumin, you are too dirty."

Gong Wumei's face trembled, and he laughed again, and said to his subordinates: "Anyway, I have served the deity for so long, so just kill it directly, so as not to wait for death, the deity's heart will not feel good."

"Yes." Gong Wumei's subordinates drew out their swords, and regardless of the women's struggles, they directly pierced their hearts, and blood spattered on the ground. After these women struggled for a while, they lost their breath, and the air was instantly filled with heavy bloody smell.

Gong Wumei stroked his sleeves, frowned, and said, "Clean it up quickly, this deity can't stand this smell."

"You smell the smell of your hands, the smell of blood on your hands, and you can't stand it. You are so hypocritical." Ning Shu scorned.

Gong Wumei stretched out his fingers that were as white as jade, put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them, and said lightly: "This deity will wash it for a long time after every murder, there is no smell, you beauty.

Smell it. "

"The blood has already entered your bones and blood, and it can't be washed away." Ning Shu looked at Gong Wumei, "You are really a bastard. You show your prestige on women and deprive women of their lives."

"Beauty..." Gong Wumei stretched out his tongue and added his lips, "Don't challenge the patience of the deity, sooner or later you will surrender to the crotch of the deity like these women."

It's so vulgar, and it's used badly. I really think I can live a good life.

"Sect Master, I sincerely advise you, stop indulging in lust, you are drinking poison to quench your thirst, hurry up to nourish your kidneys, eat more waist, do you feel that your back is often sore now, every time you have sex with a woman, I was dizzy and couldn't come back to my senses for a long time, of course, I know you don't care, you thought it was cool, and tell you, your situation is very dangerous now."

Gong Wumei raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Shu, and said with interest: "You said, the deity is listening, what else?"

This bastard, Ning Shu scolded secretly in his heart, and then said, "Is it painful to urinate frequently and urgency, and always keep urinating when you pee?"

"Beauty, hearing these vulgar words from your mouth, the deity feels a little excited." Gong Wumei looked at Ning Shu with peach blossom eyes, "The deity has all the symptoms you mentioned, do you need to take a look?"

I see your sister, this bitch.

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