After coming out of the innermost cell where Helna is, looking at Robles who was locking the door, Carac stopped talking but stopped
Robles, before, the topic seemed a little awkward, Carac coughed on purpose, I remember you asked me before, how can it be more 'lasting'?
Yes, I still remember Robles turned his face and muttered in a pretended relaxed tone, "The first time you packed up this bitch here, did you fuck her four, or five hours?"
When doing business, Robles may have a bit of a talent for pretending, but in normal times, he is really not a person who is good at this.
At this time, the seemingly casual attitude clearly showed a sense of unwillingness.
...Robers, how could Carac not hear the meaning? He pondered for a moment, stared at Roberts' eyes, and advised earnestly, if it was just to vent his desire, please do not rely too much on drugs, those things will be too burdened on the body
Carac's implication is that he took the medicine that day, but in fact, he just used nutritional agents that time.
The reason for saying this is that he does not want Robles to resort to the help of drugs, but on the one hand it can also take care of his face.
I've given up on those things Ah long ago
Robles complained helplessly, without any intention of concealing it. I would not hold on for less than ten minutes every time I would say it, and she would only laugh at me for taking the medicine.
Carac frowned and he could not remember how many times he had frowned in the day and bit his teeth.
Carac knew who she was referring to in Robles's words
Robles, how long has it been since you met a woman other than Helna?
At the door of the cell, Roberts was lying on the small window in the middle of the cell, secretly peeking at Helna who was eating like a livestock in the cell.
Not too long, wasn't Mrs. Helena Doyle still at my house a few days ago?
As if admiring the scenic spot, a hint of intoxicating smile appeared on the corner of Robles's mouth, and he was a little absent-minded about Carac's questions.
The kind of woman who makes enemies with you doesn't count, I mean the 'ordinary' woman. Robles and Doyle have deep grudges. Mrs. Doyle is obviously not the answer Carac wants.
Ah? Then let me think about it. Roberts gently closed the window and turned around. It seemed that it was about four or five months old. I didn't think so, why is it not Mrs. Doyle?
Well, even if she is concerned, how long did you have sex with Mrs. Doyle?
If it is once, it will take twenty minutes, and there will be forty minutes.
Use medicine?
No
Looking at the direction where Helna was, Karak sighed in disgust
Robles's body doesn't look unusual, and, considering his size, his physical condition is actually much better than most of his peers.
But the problem is that he doesn't think he is normal at all, or Robles doesn't take the normal state as a reference at all
Then don't you find it strange? Carac tried to remind Robles of the contradictions
Isn't this strange? Helena, even Doyle's wife, has given birth to two children, and the hole has long been loose. Helna has never given birth to a child. Robles doesn't care.
Carac suddenly realized that it would be difficult for him to convince Robles on this issue.
In fact, in terms of sexual intercourse experience, Helna is far superior to Mrs. Doyle, who is a lady from a family.
Although I only saw it at a night party, based on my experience, it is not difficult for Carac to guess that Mrs. Doll's general experience was born in a family with a superior environment, received a good education, and had a conservative sexual concept.
Moreover, she has a husband who is nearly 60 years old
Even if such a woman has two children, even if she is 39 years old, as long as she is well maintained (and this Mrs. Doyle is obviously very good at this), she will never be as frustrated as Helna, who has endured kidnapping, rape, brutal sexual abuse, and the strong soldiers lined up in military brothels.
What's more, Karak is very clear about Helna's current situation
If it weren't for the powerful body, Herna would have collapsed long ago
Even so, Herna's body has begun to show signs of decline earlier than usual women. The inhuman torture that penetrated her short life greatly reduced her youth and life.
Since that's the case
That's it, everything goes well
Carac didn't say anything more. He opened the door of the next cell and, together with Roberts, transferred Mary, who had been penetrated by the medicine, to the large punishment room outside.
Hey, pervert! I really underestimated you
During the transportation process, Mary, who was carried by Roberts and Carac, shouted loudly at Carac, with her tone so cheerful that she didn't seem to worry about her next fate at all.
That medicine has some effect
Don't worry, she can't move the medicine yet for at least two hours.
Looking at Robles with a slightly panicked look, Carac explained
Then he lowered his head, looked at Mary with a smile, and then folded his head at Roberts. Don't worry, she was just pretending to be calm.
Is that true? Pervert! Then you can try it, I'm
I'll give you a chance. If you can't stand it, you can stop it at any time, and I won't have any requests
Carac put Mary on the ground, turned around to get the shackles used to fix the wrists, and a free stop opportunity, how about it?
Haha, Mary, the only thing I have never done in my life is begging for mercy! Come on, beast!
No, you misunderstood. I did not ask you to beg for me with a word of stopping. We will stop immediately even if we curse us and call us. I promise you that we will never go back on our word.
Although Carac didn't think anyone could get out of the tightly clasped belt, in order to ensure that everything was safe, Carac finally chose pure steel handcuffs and shackles.
Bah, you cunning "Inquist" will not fall into your trick! Mary is righteous and arrogant. What is the pig man here? Are you a livestock in captivity?
Pig, Pigman? Robles looked at Carac helplessly
At this time, beat is just forbearance, not your style, direct counterattack is more suitable for you, Roberts
Carac explained slowly, keep the style consistent and not be shaken by the prisoner's words and actions.
Mary looked at Robles in disbelief, then glanced at Carac again, and laughed: Are you teaching your disciples? The pretentious "Inquist" clan has also fallen to this point? Choose a fat pig as your "successor"?
The most annoying name for Robles is Pig
When I was young, during the most difficult period of Robles's business journey, I was called a pig by others countless times
Politicians, colleagues, and even some very unfriendly clients
Roberts could only greet him with a smile, and expressed his sincerity and harmlessness with a humble attitude and humble words.
From this point of view, it is not completely correct to say that Robles is not good at forbearance.
However, those days were gone forever. As Robles relied on his own efforts and talents to climb to the top of the Chamber of Commerce, and his only and best friend Elson in politics, took the position of mayor, Robles probably had long forgotten the past that he could not look back on.
When he watched the black woman lying at her feet say the name she had not heard for many years, Robles felt that something in his heart that had been covered with dust from the dark cellar deep in his heart, ignited in his anger, boiling
But Robles held back
While anxiety, resentment, inferiority, and hatred are reawakened, some of the good character who have been abandoned for many years are gradually reviving in his body.
Roberts slowly, struggling to lean down, put his face full of sweat to Mary, and then tried to make a smile with the fat on his face.
This is a pig that is about to ravage you. Remember the name of this pig. My name is Roberts.
Robles used two fingers to pierce Mary's nostril, lifted it upwards, and turned it upwards.
This fat pig will lie on your back and mix your flesh and dignity with blood and swallow it into your stomach
Carac opened his mouth wide and looked at Roberts in a daze
The fat pig will lie on the bed, watching a sow named Mary kneel obediently between his crotch, wailing, eager to mate with him!
Robles leaned over his head, stuck out his tongue, and licked down from Mary's eyebrows to her cheeks, all the way down to her chin
It's so delicious, I can't wait to taste your taste
I'll give you a chance, as long as you say everything we want to know and then beg like a sow, I will let you live in the most humble posture, or if I'm in a good mood, I'll allow you to die quickly
Robles let go of Mary's face, stood up straight, and stepped on Mary's firm breasts with the greatest strength.
Then due to the excellent elasticity of the abdominal muscles and breasts, the center of gravity was unstable, and he sat backwards and fell to the ground.
Although the contrast between Robles's words and actions is so funny, Mary and Carac did not lose their laughter.
Mary is looking at Roberts again
Carac looked at all this in a daze, with appreciation and regret intertwined in his eyes
(Neil at 11:00 am on October 4, 1900, Saimen's home, second floor dormitory)
The dust on the roof of this bed will accumulate if you are not careful.
After bathing and changing clothes, the racing gate was hung on the beam on the top of the bed, and easily pulled his head over the height of the top of the bed.
He gently wiped the surface of the canopy with the fingers of his other hand and checked the accumulation of dust there.
If this is the case, Hannah cleans it every six months, but by the end of the year, she will still accumulate a lot of it.
Saimen relaxed his arms, fell back to the bed, twisted his dusty fingers towards the ground, and a small handful of dust drifted around in a ray of sunlight passing through the window frame.
In terms of intelligence, I am far worse than Linhua, maybe even Mi'er is not as good as Mi'er.
Saimen sat on the edge of the bed with his back facing Linhua, but even so, I understand that if you are not careful, it will accumulate more and more like these dust in places you can't see.
So, when I finish these troubles, I will "interrogate" Linhua carefully and let you explain everything that I haven't told me in the past two years.
Saimen fell backwards on Linhua's body, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Linhua's face.
Mr. Saimen, I just Linhua understands that Saimen has no malice, she just doesn't know how to respond for a moment
I called me 'sir' again, how many times have I reminded you?
Saimen moved his hand down to Linhua's towering chest in a prank
Or, is it said that Linhua actually enjoys the ‘that feeling’?
... This time, Linhua did not rush to deny it, but changed the subject. Are you going to go out?
Well, I will definitely come back before dinner in the afternoon. Saimen turned over and buried his face at Linhua's abdomen. Not far away, you have a good rest, I can handle it
Then, I will prepare dinner and wait for you to come back. Linhua pulled her hand out of the quilt and gently put it on Saimen's head, stroking her gently.
Saimen enjoyed this feeling for countless nights. Saimen buried his face between Linhua's breasts like this, and fell asleep under Linhua's caress.
Wow! It won't work like this. Not long after, Saimen suddenly supported his hands and stood up, jumped up from the bed. If he continued like this, I would stay in the bed and not leave.
After leaning over and kissing, Saimen looked at Linhua and smiled, then closed the door and left.
After watching the young master, Linhua looked at the full-length mirror embedded in the top of the bed, and her face looked worried.
Sorry, Mi'er, I hope I was wrong. Linhua closed her tired eyes and murmured to herself, if one day everything is impressed by me until then, I will take responsibility
Moreover, it's enough for me to be responsible alone
At this moment, almost all of Saimen's men had been dispatched and rushed to search for Mi'er and the blue-haired girl. However, Saimen did not reveal much to everyone about the cause and effect of the whole matter.
First, Saimen doesn't want to make a big deal
Second, Saimen's own grasp of the whole story is only half a bucket of water.
What is the origin of that girl, why did Mier help her (out of sympathy?), and why Haiya had to spend all the gang's efforts to search, these are still unknown
Even the hiding place that Mier arranged for the girl was just found by accident and guessing.
Overall, the current situation is confusing
Saimon hates this feeling of being kept in the dark
Intelligence is something that the SUG thinks is extremely important but he is quite hard-working
Two years ago, when Saimen was discussing the policy of formulating the party meeting with Linhua, Ongne and Ruk, Linhua proposed a very creative proposal for the members of the party.
Among the 125 people in the entire sect (this number is the result of negotiation between Ogne and Saemen on efficiency, labor, expenditure, etc.), except for Ogne and his ten people, as well as nearly forty thugs under Ruk, the remaining nearly seventy people were all intelligence personnel under Linhua's men.
Moreover, even so, Linhua strongly demanded that the possibility of hiring people from outside the club (Linhua called it an informant) is retained.
This overly bold proposal was fiercely opposed by Ruke from the beginning
At the conference table, Ruk pointed at Linhua and cursed, saying that Linhua was relying on Saemon's favor and pretending to be a tiger's power, excluding the rest of the club. Maybe he would become the second Hannah in the future. Fortunately, Saemon stopped him at that time.
After everyone's emotions stabilized, Linhua began to explain her deployment in detail and reasons slowly.
Linhua's arrangement was to divide all her subordinates into two teams, scattered throughout Ram City, and quietly establish an intelligence station belonging to the club.
The two teams will also collect, convey and analyze various types of information with completely different styles and strategies.
In addition to being useful to the door, some valuable but unwanted information can also be used for sale. As long as the price is appropriate, people will naturally come to trade it.
As for why more than half of the number of people in the school were required to work in intelligence, Lin spent a full three hours teaching everyone an introductory course on intelligence.
Linhua obviously has extraordinary understanding and talent in intelligence science. Her explanations are from shallow to deep, and her analysis is very clear
Onne was very interested in hearing it, but Saimen could only barely follow Linhua's steps
Ruk only lasted for less than an hour and fell on the table and fell asleep. For this reason, Saimen had to interrupt Linhua several times and woke Ruk up several times.
The result of the discussion was that Saimen happily agreed to Linhua's deployment, and Ongne also said that he had no objection at all.
Even Ruke, who had strongly opposed it earlier, had to nod. Well, it sounds like that, my brother agrees, so I have nothing to say
In fact, what Ruk cares most about is that Linhua completely breaks up her subordinates and arranges them separately, which is really not something that an ambitious person would do.
To this day, Linhua's achievements in intelligence are obvious to all
From the official attitude of Ram City to the slums, to the dynamics of the commercial market, and even the anecdotes of all sizes in the city, the club can grasp and benefit from it at the first time.
(especially in market conditions, information in this area can often be sold at a considerable price),
Later, Saimen simply let Linhua do it, while he only focused on actions and planning.
And the result of this is
I always feel that Linhua knows a lot of things that I don't know? Lying in the long and narrow carriage of a special carriage, Saimen was closing his eyes after bathing and changing clothes.
Speaking of which, what is Linhua usually busy with?
Saimon searched in his memory, but he had no idea about it.
Although the intelligence work is very hard and Linhua often reports to me, I don’t care about her work. Should I take the initiative to help?
Thinking of this, through the small window connecting the carriage and the driver's seat, the racing door exerted a little force on the outstretched hand, and a young woman's panting came from the gap between the small window and the arm.
Alas, if I had known it, I would have learned more about intelligence from Linhua. Linhua's methods are very clever, but she can't take care of all aspects by herself.
With a little bit of self-blame, Saimen became a little irritated, and the movements between his fingers became more and more intense and frequent.
The woman's breathing sound from outside the window became more and more rapid, and the touch of her fingertips became moist and rhythmic.
At this moment, the carriage pounded violently.
Hey, drive well, don't make an accident. Saimen shouted out the window in a tone full of prank mentality
After shaking left and right a few times, the body of the car regained its balance
The group of people who lived in Morton Hotel came for the girl, and who did these people come from?
After a few times of testing with one finger, Saimen tried to use his index finger and ring finger to spread the moisture-filled hole.
At the front of the finger, the soft touch became tense instantly. The expected Saimenkor's empty middle finger pressed on the trembling flesh wall and began to slide up and down at high speed
If you can't stand this level, Saimen quickly moved his fingers without hesitation. How could you "help" Linhua to be so busy?
Behind the forced suppression of convulsions, Saimen could clearly feel that something was about to burst out from the depths of this woman's body.
No, it's just that rustic woman, too, too cold
Outside the window, the woman sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage was still struggling to persevere, but at this moment she could only express her unwillingness with intermittent and fragmented words.
Rustic woman? Saimen smiled and opened his eyes, raised his head, and whispered to the small window, "Be ready, this is the punishment for your disrespect to your boss."
Saimen was used to close the two fingers that were used to hold the labia and separate the left and right, and added a little finger that had been idle all the time, and then he went into the woman's body with four fingers without hesitation.
Ah A short gasp, the woman outside finally managed to hold back and didn't scream
Not bad, Dora, didn't yell on the street, attracting other people's attention, this is worthy of praise for Linhua
Saimen continued to go deeper inward, exploring with his fingers, fumbled around the folds of the flesh wall
But it seems that there is no tightness in Linhua? Even the four fingers are quite spacious.
It was all because three days ago, Master, your pampering was too strong, and the woman named Dora, who held back the climax and throbbing, shrank her slightly trembling vagina with all her strength, and flattered her in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her body, who told Master, your cock is so majestic
Haha, well said, I will reward you well when I look back. Saimen laughed loudly, pulled his hand out of the woman's lower body in one breath, and then took it back from the window
Master, we are almost here. Next to Dora, another woman reminded that she did not seem to be bothered by the lustful scenes that were happening beside her.
No wonder, Pattaya has been driving just now? I said, why is the body so stable? Saimen smiled and said, "When you go back later, you will change your position with Dora."
Obey orders
Even though he knew that Saimen could not see the situation here, the woman named Pattaya turned around and bowed to Saimen.
Although she looked like a business-oriented attitude, her cheeks were already red
Pattaya and Dora were women who were persecuted by Hannah two years ago and almost fell into a doomed woman
After enduring this unfortunate past together, the two became close friends and joined Linhua together, dedicated themselves to Saimen who had saved them both.
Because they are good at their skills and appearance than most other women
Saimen deliberately arranged them at a stronghold near his home, and often summoned them to serve as guards.
They are the two of them tonight, Hannah, you have to suffer now. In the dark carriage, Saimen smiled wickedly. Who told you to ask for it?
Soon, the carriage stopped in a dark alley not far from Morton's hotel.
After the car stopped, Dora opened the door for the Saimen, invited the Saimen down to Pattaya, stood by, took out silk cloth to wipe the liquid that spread to the wrist, and sprayed it with perfume again.
Looking at the hotel where people are usually deserted, Saimen stretched, smoothed his hair, and then slammed his throat. Then he walked over with great strides before leaving, but he quietly pinched his butt on Pattaya.
Beautiful sister, I'm here
When I think about seeing the big sister who is intellectual and sexy again, Saimen is excited and rushes to the only one in the slum, and is also the hotel where she stays.
What the frivolous young man had never thought of was how difficult the woman he was about to face in the past two days was, what he had been thinking about day and night, what he was about to face in the past two days, was such a difficult opponent.
Robles, before, the topic seemed a little awkward, Carac coughed on purpose, I remember you asked me before, how can it be more 'lasting'?
Yes, I still remember Robles turned his face and muttered in a pretended relaxed tone, "The first time you packed up this bitch here, did you fuck her four, or five hours?"
When doing business, Robles may have a bit of a talent for pretending, but in normal times, he is really not a person who is good at this.
At this time, the seemingly casual attitude clearly showed a sense of unwillingness.
...Robers, how could Carac not hear the meaning? He pondered for a moment, stared at Roberts' eyes, and advised earnestly, if it was just to vent his desire, please do not rely too much on drugs, those things will be too burdened on the body
Carac's implication is that he took the medicine that day, but in fact, he just used nutritional agents that time.
The reason for saying this is that he does not want Robles to resort to the help of drugs, but on the one hand it can also take care of his face.
I've given up on those things Ah long ago
Robles complained helplessly, without any intention of concealing it. I would not hold on for less than ten minutes every time I would say it, and she would only laugh at me for taking the medicine.
Carac frowned and he could not remember how many times he had frowned in the day and bit his teeth.
Carac knew who she was referring to in Robles's words
Robles, how long has it been since you met a woman other than Helna?
At the door of the cell, Roberts was lying on the small window in the middle of the cell, secretly peeking at Helna who was eating like a livestock in the cell.
Not too long, wasn't Mrs. Helena Doyle still at my house a few days ago?
As if admiring the scenic spot, a hint of intoxicating smile appeared on the corner of Robles's mouth, and he was a little absent-minded about Carac's questions.
The kind of woman who makes enemies with you doesn't count, I mean the 'ordinary' woman. Robles and Doyle have deep grudges. Mrs. Doyle is obviously not the answer Carac wants.
Ah? Then let me think about it. Roberts gently closed the window and turned around. It seemed that it was about four or five months old. I didn't think so, why is it not Mrs. Doyle?
Well, even if she is concerned, how long did you have sex with Mrs. Doyle?
If it is once, it will take twenty minutes, and there will be forty minutes.
Use medicine?
No
Looking at the direction where Helna was, Karak sighed in disgust
Robles's body doesn't look unusual, and, considering his size, his physical condition is actually much better than most of his peers.
But the problem is that he doesn't think he is normal at all, or Robles doesn't take the normal state as a reference at all
Then don't you find it strange? Carac tried to remind Robles of the contradictions
Isn't this strange? Helena, even Doyle's wife, has given birth to two children, and the hole has long been loose. Helna has never given birth to a child. Robles doesn't care.
Carac suddenly realized that it would be difficult for him to convince Robles on this issue.
In fact, in terms of sexual intercourse experience, Helna is far superior to Mrs. Doyle, who is a lady from a family.
Although I only saw it at a night party, based on my experience, it is not difficult for Carac to guess that Mrs. Doll's general experience was born in a family with a superior environment, received a good education, and had a conservative sexual concept.
Moreover, she has a husband who is nearly 60 years old
Even if such a woman has two children, even if she is 39 years old, as long as she is well maintained (and this Mrs. Doyle is obviously very good at this), she will never be as frustrated as Helna, who has endured kidnapping, rape, brutal sexual abuse, and the strong soldiers lined up in military brothels.
What's more, Karak is very clear about Helna's current situation
If it weren't for the powerful body, Herna would have collapsed long ago
Even so, Herna's body has begun to show signs of decline earlier than usual women. The inhuman torture that penetrated her short life greatly reduced her youth and life.
Since that's the case
That's it, everything goes well
Carac didn't say anything more. He opened the door of the next cell and, together with Roberts, transferred Mary, who had been penetrated by the medicine, to the large punishment room outside.
Hey, pervert! I really underestimated you
During the transportation process, Mary, who was carried by Roberts and Carac, shouted loudly at Carac, with her tone so cheerful that she didn't seem to worry about her next fate at all.
That medicine has some effect
Don't worry, she can't move the medicine yet for at least two hours.
Looking at Robles with a slightly panicked look, Carac explained
Then he lowered his head, looked at Mary with a smile, and then folded his head at Roberts. Don't worry, she was just pretending to be calm.
Is that true? Pervert! Then you can try it, I'm
I'll give you a chance. If you can't stand it, you can stop it at any time, and I won't have any requests
Carac put Mary on the ground, turned around to get the shackles used to fix the wrists, and a free stop opportunity, how about it?
Haha, Mary, the only thing I have never done in my life is begging for mercy! Come on, beast!
No, you misunderstood. I did not ask you to beg for me with a word of stopping. We will stop immediately even if we curse us and call us. I promise you that we will never go back on our word.
Although Carac didn't think anyone could get out of the tightly clasped belt, in order to ensure that everything was safe, Carac finally chose pure steel handcuffs and shackles.
Bah, you cunning "Inquist" will not fall into your trick! Mary is righteous and arrogant. What is the pig man here? Are you a livestock in captivity?
Pig, Pigman? Robles looked at Carac helplessly
At this time, beat is just forbearance, not your style, direct counterattack is more suitable for you, Roberts
Carac explained slowly, keep the style consistent and not be shaken by the prisoner's words and actions.
Mary looked at Robles in disbelief, then glanced at Carac again, and laughed: Are you teaching your disciples? The pretentious "Inquist" clan has also fallen to this point? Choose a fat pig as your "successor"?
The most annoying name for Robles is Pig
When I was young, during the most difficult period of Robles's business journey, I was called a pig by others countless times
Politicians, colleagues, and even some very unfriendly clients
Roberts could only greet him with a smile, and expressed his sincerity and harmlessness with a humble attitude and humble words.
From this point of view, it is not completely correct to say that Robles is not good at forbearance.
However, those days were gone forever. As Robles relied on his own efforts and talents to climb to the top of the Chamber of Commerce, and his only and best friend Elson in politics, took the position of mayor, Robles probably had long forgotten the past that he could not look back on.
When he watched the black woman lying at her feet say the name she had not heard for many years, Robles felt that something in his heart that had been covered with dust from the dark cellar deep in his heart, ignited in his anger, boiling
But Robles held back
While anxiety, resentment, inferiority, and hatred are reawakened, some of the good character who have been abandoned for many years are gradually reviving in his body.
Roberts slowly, struggling to lean down, put his face full of sweat to Mary, and then tried to make a smile with the fat on his face.
This is a pig that is about to ravage you. Remember the name of this pig. My name is Roberts.
Robles used two fingers to pierce Mary's nostril, lifted it upwards, and turned it upwards.
This fat pig will lie on your back and mix your flesh and dignity with blood and swallow it into your stomach
Carac opened his mouth wide and looked at Roberts in a daze
The fat pig will lie on the bed, watching a sow named Mary kneel obediently between his crotch, wailing, eager to mate with him!
Robles leaned over his head, stuck out his tongue, and licked down from Mary's eyebrows to her cheeks, all the way down to her chin
It's so delicious, I can't wait to taste your taste
I'll give you a chance, as long as you say everything we want to know and then beg like a sow, I will let you live in the most humble posture, or if I'm in a good mood, I'll allow you to die quickly
Robles let go of Mary's face, stood up straight, and stepped on Mary's firm breasts with the greatest strength.
Then due to the excellent elasticity of the abdominal muscles and breasts, the center of gravity was unstable, and he sat backwards and fell to the ground.
Although the contrast between Robles's words and actions is so funny, Mary and Carac did not lose their laughter.
Mary is looking at Roberts again
Carac looked at all this in a daze, with appreciation and regret intertwined in his eyes
(Neil at 11:00 am on October 4, 1900, Saimen's home, second floor dormitory)
The dust on the roof of this bed will accumulate if you are not careful.
After bathing and changing clothes, the racing gate was hung on the beam on the top of the bed, and easily pulled his head over the height of the top of the bed.
He gently wiped the surface of the canopy with the fingers of his other hand and checked the accumulation of dust there.
If this is the case, Hannah cleans it every six months, but by the end of the year, she will still accumulate a lot of it.
Saimen relaxed his arms, fell back to the bed, twisted his dusty fingers towards the ground, and a small handful of dust drifted around in a ray of sunlight passing through the window frame.
In terms of intelligence, I am far worse than Linhua, maybe even Mi'er is not as good as Mi'er.
Saimen sat on the edge of the bed with his back facing Linhua, but even so, I understand that if you are not careful, it will accumulate more and more like these dust in places you can't see.
So, when I finish these troubles, I will "interrogate" Linhua carefully and let you explain everything that I haven't told me in the past two years.
Saimen fell backwards on Linhua's body, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Linhua's face.
Mr. Saimen, I just Linhua understands that Saimen has no malice, she just doesn't know how to respond for a moment
I called me 'sir' again, how many times have I reminded you?
Saimen moved his hand down to Linhua's towering chest in a prank
Or, is it said that Linhua actually enjoys the ‘that feeling’?
... This time, Linhua did not rush to deny it, but changed the subject. Are you going to go out?
Well, I will definitely come back before dinner in the afternoon. Saimen turned over and buried his face at Linhua's abdomen. Not far away, you have a good rest, I can handle it
Then, I will prepare dinner and wait for you to come back. Linhua pulled her hand out of the quilt and gently put it on Saimen's head, stroking her gently.
Saimen enjoyed this feeling for countless nights. Saimen buried his face between Linhua's breasts like this, and fell asleep under Linhua's caress.
Wow! It won't work like this. Not long after, Saimen suddenly supported his hands and stood up, jumped up from the bed. If he continued like this, I would stay in the bed and not leave.
After leaning over and kissing, Saimen looked at Linhua and smiled, then closed the door and left.
After watching the young master, Linhua looked at the full-length mirror embedded in the top of the bed, and her face looked worried.
Sorry, Mi'er, I hope I was wrong. Linhua closed her tired eyes and murmured to herself, if one day everything is impressed by me until then, I will take responsibility
Moreover, it's enough for me to be responsible alone
At this moment, almost all of Saimen's men had been dispatched and rushed to search for Mi'er and the blue-haired girl. However, Saimen did not reveal much to everyone about the cause and effect of the whole matter.
First, Saimen doesn't want to make a big deal
Second, Saimen's own grasp of the whole story is only half a bucket of water.
What is the origin of that girl, why did Mier help her (out of sympathy?), and why Haiya had to spend all the gang's efforts to search, these are still unknown
Even the hiding place that Mier arranged for the girl was just found by accident and guessing.
Overall, the current situation is confusing
Saimon hates this feeling of being kept in the dark
Intelligence is something that the SUG thinks is extremely important but he is quite hard-working
Two years ago, when Saimen was discussing the policy of formulating the party meeting with Linhua, Ongne and Ruk, Linhua proposed a very creative proposal for the members of the party.
Among the 125 people in the entire sect (this number is the result of negotiation between Ogne and Saemen on efficiency, labor, expenditure, etc.), except for Ogne and his ten people, as well as nearly forty thugs under Ruk, the remaining nearly seventy people were all intelligence personnel under Linhua's men.
Moreover, even so, Linhua strongly demanded that the possibility of hiring people from outside the club (Linhua called it an informant) is retained.
This overly bold proposal was fiercely opposed by Ruke from the beginning
At the conference table, Ruk pointed at Linhua and cursed, saying that Linhua was relying on Saemon's favor and pretending to be a tiger's power, excluding the rest of the club. Maybe he would become the second Hannah in the future. Fortunately, Saemon stopped him at that time.
After everyone's emotions stabilized, Linhua began to explain her deployment in detail and reasons slowly.
Linhua's arrangement was to divide all her subordinates into two teams, scattered throughout Ram City, and quietly establish an intelligence station belonging to the club.
The two teams will also collect, convey and analyze various types of information with completely different styles and strategies.
In addition to being useful to the door, some valuable but unwanted information can also be used for sale. As long as the price is appropriate, people will naturally come to trade it.
As for why more than half of the number of people in the school were required to work in intelligence, Lin spent a full three hours teaching everyone an introductory course on intelligence.
Linhua obviously has extraordinary understanding and talent in intelligence science. Her explanations are from shallow to deep, and her analysis is very clear
Onne was very interested in hearing it, but Saimen could only barely follow Linhua's steps
Ruk only lasted for less than an hour and fell on the table and fell asleep. For this reason, Saimen had to interrupt Linhua several times and woke Ruk up several times.
The result of the discussion was that Saimen happily agreed to Linhua's deployment, and Ongne also said that he had no objection at all.
Even Ruke, who had strongly opposed it earlier, had to nod. Well, it sounds like that, my brother agrees, so I have nothing to say
In fact, what Ruk cares most about is that Linhua completely breaks up her subordinates and arranges them separately, which is really not something that an ambitious person would do.
To this day, Linhua's achievements in intelligence are obvious to all
From the official attitude of Ram City to the slums, to the dynamics of the commercial market, and even the anecdotes of all sizes in the city, the club can grasp and benefit from it at the first time.
(especially in market conditions, information in this area can often be sold at a considerable price),
Later, Saimen simply let Linhua do it, while he only focused on actions and planning.
And the result of this is
I always feel that Linhua knows a lot of things that I don't know? Lying in the long and narrow carriage of a special carriage, Saimen was closing his eyes after bathing and changing clothes.
Speaking of which, what is Linhua usually busy with?
Saimon searched in his memory, but he had no idea about it.
Although the intelligence work is very hard and Linhua often reports to me, I don’t care about her work. Should I take the initiative to help?
Thinking of this, through the small window connecting the carriage and the driver's seat, the racing door exerted a little force on the outstretched hand, and a young woman's panting came from the gap between the small window and the arm.
Alas, if I had known it, I would have learned more about intelligence from Linhua. Linhua's methods are very clever, but she can't take care of all aspects by herself.
With a little bit of self-blame, Saimen became a little irritated, and the movements between his fingers became more and more intense and frequent.
The woman's breathing sound from outside the window became more and more rapid, and the touch of her fingertips became moist and rhythmic.
At this moment, the carriage pounded violently.
Hey, drive well, don't make an accident. Saimen shouted out the window in a tone full of prank mentality
After shaking left and right a few times, the body of the car regained its balance
The group of people who lived in Morton Hotel came for the girl, and who did these people come from?
After a few times of testing with one finger, Saimen tried to use his index finger and ring finger to spread the moisture-filled hole.
At the front of the finger, the soft touch became tense instantly. The expected Saimenkor's empty middle finger pressed on the trembling flesh wall and began to slide up and down at high speed
If you can't stand this level, Saimen quickly moved his fingers without hesitation. How could you "help" Linhua to be so busy?
Behind the forced suppression of convulsions, Saimen could clearly feel that something was about to burst out from the depths of this woman's body.
No, it's just that rustic woman, too, too cold
Outside the window, the woman sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage was still struggling to persevere, but at this moment she could only express her unwillingness with intermittent and fragmented words.
Rustic woman? Saimen smiled and opened his eyes, raised his head, and whispered to the small window, "Be ready, this is the punishment for your disrespect to your boss."
Saimen was used to close the two fingers that were used to hold the labia and separate the left and right, and added a little finger that had been idle all the time, and then he went into the woman's body with four fingers without hesitation.
Ah A short gasp, the woman outside finally managed to hold back and didn't scream
Not bad, Dora, didn't yell on the street, attracting other people's attention, this is worthy of praise for Linhua
Saimen continued to go deeper inward, exploring with his fingers, fumbled around the folds of the flesh wall
But it seems that there is no tightness in Linhua? Even the four fingers are quite spacious.
It was all because three days ago, Master, your pampering was too strong, and the woman named Dora, who held back the climax and throbbing, shrank her slightly trembling vagina with all her strength, and flattered her in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her body, who told Master, your cock is so majestic
Haha, well said, I will reward you well when I look back. Saimen laughed loudly, pulled his hand out of the woman's lower body in one breath, and then took it back from the window
Master, we are almost here. Next to Dora, another woman reminded that she did not seem to be bothered by the lustful scenes that were happening beside her.
No wonder, Pattaya has been driving just now? I said, why is the body so stable? Saimen smiled and said, "When you go back later, you will change your position with Dora."
Obey orders
Even though he knew that Saimen could not see the situation here, the woman named Pattaya turned around and bowed to Saimen.
Although she looked like a business-oriented attitude, her cheeks were already red
Pattaya and Dora were women who were persecuted by Hannah two years ago and almost fell into a doomed woman
After enduring this unfortunate past together, the two became close friends and joined Linhua together, dedicated themselves to Saimen who had saved them both.
Because they are good at their skills and appearance than most other women
Saimen deliberately arranged them at a stronghold near his home, and often summoned them to serve as guards.
They are the two of them tonight, Hannah, you have to suffer now. In the dark carriage, Saimen smiled wickedly. Who told you to ask for it?
Soon, the carriage stopped in a dark alley not far from Morton's hotel.
After the car stopped, Dora opened the door for the Saimen, invited the Saimen down to Pattaya, stood by, took out silk cloth to wipe the liquid that spread to the wrist, and sprayed it with perfume again.
Looking at the hotel where people are usually deserted, Saimen stretched, smoothed his hair, and then slammed his throat. Then he walked over with great strides before leaving, but he quietly pinched his butt on Pattaya.
Beautiful sister, I'm here
When I think about seeing the big sister who is intellectual and sexy again, Saimen is excited and rushes to the only one in the slum, and is also the hotel where she stays.
What the frivolous young man had never thought of was how difficult the woman he was about to face in the past two days was, what he had been thinking about day and night, what he was about to face in the past two days, was such a difficult opponent.
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