Chapter 3883
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Without any precaution, someone pushed down the barrel and whirled around. In the crash of "ping pong Bang", Ye Jian heard someone talking loudly outside. Then someone spoke loudly, not quarreling but excited.
At last, the barrel rolled to the corner stopped, and all of them were turned to the leaf Jane who was writhing in her stomach. The barrel was directly kicked and kicked by others. The sound of laughter continued. They regarded the barrel as a toy. Some people kicked it and others rolled it directly. Some people laughed.
After 38 hours of dripping water, they kicked her like a toy again. The fully curled leaf Jane had been turned to swallow the bitter bile that rushed into her mouth for several times.
These people deliberately use this way to humiliate the Chinese soldiers captured by them, and also use this way to satisfy their sense of achievement.
They usually avoid the Chinese armed police. Now that they are OK, they can finally boast.
"If we can't kill her, let's have a good time. Hahaha, do you think that the Chinese female soldiers or the female soldiers in the literary and art troupe are very powerful? What's the result? Their female soldiers are all in our hands. Ha ha ha, we can do what we want! Hahaha! "
The arrogant laughter continued to flow into Ye Jian's ear, and the barrel continued to rotate. As long as it stopped, they immediately kicked and kicked, and then rolled around with the barrel, which was a pleasure.
Those who are suppressed by the Chinese drug and armed police and frontier armed police and dare not move around have been making trouble until they don't think they have much meaning to stop kicking the wooden barrel.
At the end of the barrel, there was a sound of tools prying. After a while, fresh air poured in from all directions. The bowed leaf kept adjusting its breath to make the brain more awake.
It doesn't feel terrible to treat Ye Jian like this, but it makes them temporarily arrogant. She always has a chance to get back this account!
The shoulder is grabbed, pulled out of the bucket in an extremely rude way, and then thrown to the side like garbage.
The blindfolded cloth was loosened, and a faint light came into her eyes. Ye Jian narrowed her eyes slightly and saw at least five people standing in front of her.
"Well, this woman is very beautiful."
A smiling Burmese man came with a deep meaning and a dirty smile in his eyes.
He bent down, grabbed Ye Jian's chin with one hand, looked left and right, looked at Ye Jian like an object, turned his head, and said to his friend, "you have no other idea about such a beautiful female soldier?"
When he finished, they laughed the most.
"You'd better not think about it. The boss is waiting for us to take people over. If you want to play her bad, the boss will play you bad."
"If you want to be a woman, go out and find her. Don't give up all your lives for the sake of being cheerful."
The lustful man was persuaded by his companions to release his grip on Ye Jian's chin and said sadly, "it's really beautiful. It's more beautiful than the women I've seen before."
"Beauty doesn't belong to you either. Our boss may still enjoy it."
"One day our boss doesn't like it. Maybe I can touch it." The man who has not died of lust stands up with tut. Although he likes beautiful women, he cherishes his life even more.
Ye Jian can't understand what they said, but they can all know what they just said through their laughter.
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
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Without any precaution, someone pushed down the barrel and whirled around. In the crash of "ping pong Bang", Ye Jian heard someone talking loudly outside. Then someone spoke loudly, not quarreling but excited.
At last, the barrel rolled to the corner stopped, and all of them were turned to the leaf Jane who was writhing in her stomach. The barrel was directly kicked and kicked by others. The sound of laughter continued. They regarded the barrel as a toy. Some people kicked it and others rolled it directly. Some people laughed.
After 38 hours of dripping water, they kicked her like a toy again. The fully curled leaf Jane had been turned to swallow the bitter bile that rushed into her mouth for several times.
These people deliberately use this way to humiliate the Chinese soldiers captured by them, and also use this way to satisfy their sense of achievement.
They usually avoid the Chinese armed police. Now that they are OK, they can finally boast.
"If we can't kill her, let's have a good time. Hahaha, do you think that the Chinese female soldiers or the female soldiers in the literary and art troupe are very powerful? What's the result? Their female soldiers are all in our hands. Ha ha ha, we can do what we want! Hahaha! "
The arrogant laughter continued to flow into Ye Jian's ear, and the barrel continued to rotate. As long as it stopped, they immediately kicked and kicked, and then rolled around with the barrel, which was a pleasure.
Those who are suppressed by the Chinese drug and armed police and frontier armed police and dare not move around have been making trouble until they don't think they have much meaning to stop kicking the wooden barrel.
At the end of the barrel, there was a sound of tools prying. After a while, fresh air poured in from all directions. The bowed leaf kept adjusting its breath to make the brain more awake.
It doesn't feel terrible to treat Ye Jian like this, but it makes them temporarily arrogant. She always has a chance to get back this account!
The shoulder is grabbed, pulled out of the bucket in an extremely rude way, and then thrown to the side like garbage.
The blindfolded cloth was loosened, and a faint light came into her eyes. Ye Jian narrowed her eyes slightly and saw at least five people standing in front of her.
"Well, this woman is very beautiful."
A smiling Burmese man came with a deep meaning and a dirty smile in his eyes.
He bent down, grabbed Ye Jian's chin with one hand, looked left and right, looked at Ye Jian like an object, turned his head, and said to his friend, "you have no other idea about such a beautiful female soldier?"
When he finished, they laughed the most.
"You'd better not think about it. The boss is waiting for us to take people over. If you want to play her bad, the boss will play you bad."
"If you want to be a woman, go out and find her. Don't give up all your lives for the sake of being cheerful."
The lustful man was persuaded by his companions to release his grip on Ye Jian's chin and said sadly, "it's really beautiful. It's more beautiful than the women I've seen before."
"Beauty doesn't belong to you either. Our boss may still enjoy it."
"One day our boss doesn't like it. Maybe I can touch it." The man who has not died of lust stands up with tut. Although he likes beautiful women, he cherishes his life even more.
Ye Jian can't understand what they said, but they can all know what they just said through their laughter.
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
Without any precaution, someone pushed down the barrel and whirled around. In the crash of "ping pong Bang", Ye Jian heard someone talking loudly outside. Then someone spoke loudly, not quarreling but excited. At last, the barrel rolled to the corner stopped, and all of them were turned to the leaf Jane who was writhing in her stomach. The barrel was directly kicked and kicked by others. The sound of laughter continued. They regarded the barrel as a toy. Some people kicked it and others rolled it directly. Some people laughed. After 38 hours of dripping water, they kicked her like a toy again. The fully curled leaf Jane had been turned to swallow the bitter bile that rushed into her mouth for several times. These people deliberately use this way to humiliate the Chinese soldiers captured by them, and also use this way to satisfy their sense of achievement. They usually avoid the Chinese armed police. Now that they are OK, they can finally boast. "If we can't kill her, let's have a good time. Hahaha, do you think that the Chinese female soldiers or the female soldiers in the literary and art troupe are very powerful? What's the result? Their female soldiers are all in our hands. Ha ha ha, we can do what we want! Hahaha! " The arrogant laughter continued to flow into Ye Jian's ear, and the barrel continued to rotate. As long as it stopped, they immediately kicked and kicked, and then rolled around with the barrel, which was a pleasure. Those who are suppressed by the Chinese drug and armed police and frontier armed police and dare not move around have been making trouble until they don't think they have much meaning to stop kicking the wooden barrel. At the end of the barrel, there was a sound of tools prying. After a while, fresh air poured in from all directions. The bowed leaf kept adjusting its breath to make the brain more awake. It doesn't feel terrible to treat Ye Jian like this, but it makes them temporarily arrogant. She always has a chance to get back this account! The shoulder is grabbed, pulled out of the bucket in an extremely rude way, and then thrown to the side like garbage. The blindfolded cloth was loosened, and a faint light came into her eyes. Ye Jian narrowed her eyes slightly and saw at least five people standing in front of her. "Well, this woman is very beautiful." A smiling Burmese man came with a deep meaning and a dirty smile in his eyes. He bent down, grabbed Ye Jian's chin with one hand, looked left and right, looked at Ye Jian like an object, turned his head, and said to his friend, "you have no other idea about such a beautiful female soldier?" When he finished, they laughed the most. "You'd better not think about it. The boss is waiting for us to take people over. If you want to play her bad, the boss will play you bad." "If you want to be a woman, go out and find her. Don't give up all your lives for the sake of being cheerful." The lustful man was persuaded by his companions to release his grip on Ye Jian's chin and said sadly, "it's really beautiful. It's more beautiful than the women I've seen before." "Beauty doesn't belong to you either. Our boss may still enjoy it." "One day our boss doesn't like it. Maybe I can touch it." The man who has not died of lust stands up with tut. Although he likes beautiful women, he cherishes his life even more. Ye Jian can't understand what they said, but they can all know what they just said through their laughter. Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
