Director Wu was so bewitched that he threw away the bath towel and covered herself with it.

The lips are getting closer.

Shao Cheng put his index finger against his mouth, his eyes seductive: "No hurry, let me do it today, you just enjoy it!"

"Fairy!"

Director Wu raised his eyebrows and cursed with a smile.

Lie flat on the bed obediently.

Shao Cheng stroked it bit by bit, from top to bottom.

The man closed his eyes comfortably and sighed.

A gloomy look flashed across Shao Cheng's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Now is the most critical moment. Director Wu, you must take it seriously."

"Well, your skills have really improved a lot. After this incident is over, I will definitely keep you by my side every day, oh..."

The man's breath came out of his mouth, intermittently, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, which made the person he teased blush.

Shao Cheng continued to serve, and it was about to end.

The tall male ghost took a knife from outside and handed it to Shao Cheng.

The man was completely lost in lust, unaware of the impending danger.

The breathing became more and more rapid.

Shao Cheng felt that the time had come, so he raised his knife and struck.

Warm blood immediately splashed out, spraying on cheeks, chest, wrists...

A beautiful room instantly turned into a living hell.

When Director Wu screamed, other ghosts pounced on him.

Some people were gouging out his eyeballs, some were cutting off his ears, and some were even cutting off his nose and tongue.

The screams echoed in the room but could not penetrate the walls.

In order to satisfy his own sadistic desires, Director Wu had excellent sound insulation materials customized from abroad at the beginning of the renovation.

This had greatly satisfied his sadistic desires in the past, and now using it on himself was a good use of it.

The pain in his body made him faint briefly, and the area under his body was also a glaring red, no less than what Shao Cheng had experienced before.

However, Director Wu is lucky because he will not die!

The tall male ghost took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and the unconscious man woke up again.

He could not speak or see, and could only cry out softly, "Ah, ah..."

Silently accept the pain they inflicted on him.

Looking at the miserable state of the person on the bed, the ghosts felt only pleasure.

They gathered around the bed, admiring Director Wu's miserable appearance. Looking at his body trembling slightly in extreme pain, a smile appeared on their faces that had not appeared for a long time.

"Okay, now let's carry out the last torture."

Hearing this, the four people standing on both sides of the bed approached Director Wu with a smile.

They grabbed Director Wu's limbs respectively, with sinister expressions, and pulled him out together as Shao Cheng counted down.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Tear..."

The uniform tearing sound is particularly pleasant to hear.

Under the influence of the drug, the person on the bed clearly felt the pain of being worse than death.

Director Wu has never been so eager to die.

If he could, he would like to kill himself.

But without assumptions, he could only feel it over and over again...