1457: C1457 Fight Ye Ling One Day I will Get My Revenge!

C1457 Fight Ye Ling One Day I will Get My Revenge!

Zhan Yeling glanced at him coldly and ignored him. He turned his eyes to the bodyguard in black who had been silent the whole time.

"Where did you find him just now?" Zhan Yeling asked. He planned to send Dung Fei'ao back to where he was kidnapped.

The bodyguard in black replied, "I found him at the bar. He was talking about confessing to Miss Shi with his friends."

Hearing this, Zhan Yeling's deep eyes suddenly turned cold. He sneered, "You think you deserve to be my love rival?"

These words obviously provoked Dung Fei'ao. He cried in pain, "Zhan Yeling! Don't be so confident. Maybe one day Shi Miao will like me. Even if it's not me, it might be someone else!"

The anger in Zhan Yeling's heart immediately surged like a flood. He was so angry that he laughed instead, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"You want to die!"

When Dung Fei'ao heard this, he also gritted his teeth and laughed, "If you have the ability, then kill me!"

Zhan Yeling shook his head and said, "Killing you personally will only dirty my hands. I want you to live a life worse than death."

After saying that, he instructed the bodyguard, "Get him drunk, bring him to the bar, and throw him into a woman's nest. Doesn't he like other people's women? Let him enjoy enough. "

Dung Fei'ao was so angry that he started to curse, "Zhan Yeling! Don't go too far! If you really dare to do this, I won't let you go! My dad won't let you off!"

Zhan Yeling sneered. He didn't want to bother with him at all. He turned around and left the private room.

When Zhan Yeling's back disappeared at the door, the bodyguard immediately moved and tied Dung Fei'ao up.

Ignoring his struggle, he poured a few bottles of the strongest wine into Dung Fei'ao's mouth.

Dung Fei'ao's leg was still hurting. Such strong wine was directly poured into his stomach, causing his stomach to hurt badly. It was as if he was going to die.

Very quickly, he lost the strength to resist and fell into a muddled state after getting drunk.

Seeing that Dung Fei'ao did not struggle anymore, the bodyguard stopped drinking and got Dung Fei'ao into the car.

The car drove directly to the entrance of the bar. Because they had already greeted him before they came, under the lead of the manager, the bodyguard brought Dung Fei'ao, who had lost consciousness, to a very secretive room at the end of the corridor.

The room was very dark, and it was similar to the box just now. It was just that there were a lot of women gathered inside.

These women were all in the mixed society. Each and every one of them was an expert in flirting with men, and they were even experts in bed.

To be precise, these were all dirty women who were mixed up and lacked men.

The bodyguard smiled and pushed the Dung Fei'ao in his hand towards them. He let them hug him and turned around to leave.

Dung Fei'ao gradually woke up, but his consciousness and strength had not fully recovered, but he knew that he was already in the bar.

He turned around and looked around. When his eyes fell on these women, there was fear in his eyes.

"Who are you people? Let go of me!" Dung Fei'ao threatened, but his voice was pitifully soft.

Those women only smiled and caressed Dung Fei'ao's body with their hands, causing him to have goosebumps all over his body.

"That won't do. We took the money. We have to make you satisfied." One of the women said with a smile.

Dung Fei'ao was so scared that he quickly crawled out. However, those women would not let him go. They immediately pulled him back.

Dung Fei'ao laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling in front of him. He was in despair and did not move anymore.

In the end, Dung Fei'ao was played by those women for the whole night. Even though he was sore all over, he could not do anything because no one paid attention to him.

The next day, when Dung Fei'ao woke up from the intense headache, he immediately remembered what happened last night. He could not help but vomit. He hated Zhan Yeling to death in his heart.1

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