Ling Jiheng almost couldn't hold it in any longer and got up to beat the guy up.
What the hell, a grown man like him is being called a little darling? Isn't that disgusting!
But he didn't move, luring the enemy deeper!
Lying on the bed, he seemed to have really passed out from the drugs, but the foul smell lingering at the tip of his nose made him almost dig his fingers into his palms.
Fortunately, the room was dark, and the old man did not turn on the light when he entered, and even fastened the door bolt again.
Ling Jiheng had sharp ears and heard the other party's obscene footsteps and the sound of drooling.
I am also impressed. After all these years in the Dayong Dynasty, this is the first time I have seen an old man express his love for Long Yang so openly.
Sure enough, boys have to protect themselves when they are outside!
Ling Jiheng adjusted his breathing and pretended to be asleep, but the words that Chi Xingyue had told him before leaving flashed through his mind - don't attract attention outside.
He was clearly a clean man, yet he still suffered such an unexpected disaster. It was really unfair!
"Oh dear, you don't know, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.
Look at this handsome guy, and he's in good health. I'll take good care of you later!
If you behaved well, we wouldn't have sold you to that dirty place.
If he's a dull guy, hey, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As he said that, he reached out his dirty hands towards Ling Jiheng's coat.
Ling Jiheng could no longer bear the increasingly strong stench and lifted the quilt to cover the old man's head, then beat him wildly with his fists.
The quilts used in the north in winter are very thick, especially this kind. Those who have made their fortune by doing unethical business are even more willing to spend money on them.
Even when entertaining guests, they used eight kilograms of new cotton.
The thick quilt blocked the sounds inside the house. The old man's son came back from washing up and thought his father was in high spirits. He smiled obscenely towards the wing room and went to the ear room.
By the way, that cold man is really charming, making him feel like his blood is boiling.
The talkative boy next to him is also nice. When he smiles, you can vaguely see his dimples.
If it weren't for the bad weather recently, they wouldn't have delivered goods to Beiliao for a long time. They would have to get tired of such high-quality goods before they could sell them out.
Ling Yi and Jin Bao heard the sound of the door being pushed open, their muscles tensed, ready to go.
Unexpectedly, this guy was even more anxious than his father and started taking off his clothes at the door. When he reached the bed, he was only left with a pair of shorts.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
Before he could throw himself onto the bed, Ling Yi and Jin Bao grabbed his arms from the left and right.
And he did the same thing as Ling Jiheng, covering the person with a blanket. Even if the person screamed miserably, it wouldn't be heard.
What's more, many people living nearby are aware of the weirdness of this house, and no one would bring bad luck to themselves for a stranger.
In this way, the two groups subdued the man at an incredible speed. After Ling Yi tied up the old man's son, he went to help next door and saw that the old man had been tormented by Ling Jiheng and was breathing heavily.
"Master, are you okay?"
Ling Jiheng shook his head: "Tie that man up and bring him here. I want to interrogate him personally!"
Judging from the proficiency of the two people, this is definitely not the first time they have done this.
Although they are targeting men, aren't men human beings? Why should they be humiliated like this?
Ling Jiheng felt a little nauseous, but he still controlled his temper and lit the oil lamp.
He looked at the other person with such cold eyes that the old man's heart sank and he had difficulty breathing.
"Tell me, where are you from and what is your purpose here?"
The old man thought Ling Jiheng was a soldier, and argued that he had no bad intentions and just wanted to cover him with a blanket.
Ling Jiheng twitched the corner of his lips and revealed a mocking smile: "Do I need to sneak in and pick the lock to cover myself with the quilt?"
"No, there's no kang here. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold!"
Ling Jiheng raised his hand and waved, and Ling Yi stepped forward, covered the old man's mouth, and pulled out one of his nails.
The old man felt a piercing pain in his heart, and his already dislocated arms and legs hurt even more.
His face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, which scared his son who was kneeling beside him.
He kowtowed to the ground, hoping that they would let him go. Ling Jiheng, however, looked at his fingers leisurely, feeling that his nails were still beautiful!
After pulling out the third nail, the old man could no longer hold on. He tried to wink at Ling Jiheng, but Ling Jiheng seemed to be blind and kept silent.
As Ling Yi continued, Jin Bao jokingly sarcastically commented, "How dare you plot against us? Don't you know that our Zhang Sanlang is a well-known figure in the underworld?"
I was hoping to have a peaceful night's sleep, but it was really a pain in the ass, and it really opened my eyes!"
The old man regretted not listening to his son. He had been blinded by lust and provoked these bullies. He didn't know if he would still be alive today.
"Ah!" Another nail was pulled out and the old man fainted from the pain.
Ling Jiheng winked at Jin Bao, who nodded. He dragged the man to the next room, tied his hands and feet behind his back, and threw him on the ground like a tumbler.
He went into the kitchen, scooped up a bucket of cold water, and splashed it on the old man's face.
The old man shuddered and slowly woke up, looking at Jinbao with horror, as if he was facing a smiling tiger.
"How is it? Do you want to talk?" The old man felt that this man was even scarier than the two just now. He nodded quickly, tears streaming down his face.
Jinbao spun the dagger in the air several times, and slashed the old man's face and neck with the sharp blade several times before he smiled and took the rag out of his mouth.
"I'll confess, everything!" The old man's voice trembled, and he randomly chose a few bad things he had done to confess.
Jinbao didn't say whether he believed it or not. He just listened and said, "Have you finished explaining it? If not, tell me now. Otherwise, if you say anything less, I'll cut off one of your fingers.
After cutting off the ten fingers, they cut off the toes. After cutting off the toes, but before they finished explaining, they cut off the flesh.
I heard that Ling Chi requires being cut 3,357 times. I wonder if you can bear it!
By the way, I heard there are other ways to play, such as skinning, hanging, and cooking. To be honest, I really want to try them.
But I think you are the most suitable for castration, why don't you try my skills?"
The old man's pupils trembled violently, his legs clamped tightly together, and he hurriedly confessed all the dirty things he had done in his 28 years of work.
In order to have an heir, he raped a decent woman and she gave birth to two children.
Perhaps it was retribution, as the little girl had been mentally ill since she was young. She was locked up in a cellar and fed with only random food every day.
As for that good girl, she also died of illness a few years ago.
Jinbao was satisfied and sat beside the old man with his legs crossed, but he was a little disgusted by the wet spot on his legs.
“It stinks!”
Ling Jiheng's situation was even smoother than Jinbao's.
Although the old man's son did a lot of bad things, he was not as mentally strong as the other party.
In panic, he explained everything more clearly than the old man.
"She, she is my sister. My father said that she was born to be bullied by us. Those old bachelors in the village will also come..."
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