C1097
C1097
"Tell me, how many girls have you toyed with in this way? If you don't tell me, I'll castrate you right now!"
Yang Fann didn't just use his mouth to say that. His hands weren't idle either. The moment he raised the question, he picked up a cherry from the tea table and hit Young Master Ma right between his legs.
"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"
Young Master Ma let out a long howl that sounded like a hungry wolf, making the two girls' scalps tingle. Their dazed minds immediately cleared up, and their dazed eyes gradually regained their focus as they looked at Yang Fann.
"What the f * * k!" Yang Fann's scalp didn't go numb from Young Master Ma's shout, but the two girls' eyes made his scalp tingle. Previously, when they were at the roadside stall, the girls' eyes were so pure.
Yang Fann was currently afraid of beauties. What he was most afraid of was being targeted by beauties, especially those fiery eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable. He felt like there was a fire burning in his body and his mouth was very dry.
It was unknown whether it was due to the medicinal effects or some other reason, but the two girls who were handcuffed to the tea table had flushed faces, bright red eyes, heavy breathing, and bright red lips that were slightly open. They were like two ripe peach peaches, both delicious and juicy, waiting for fated people to come pick them and taste them.
"A color is a color, a color is a color, a color is a color, a color is a color …
Yang Fann desperately recited a Buddhist scripture from who knows where. He tried his best not to glance at the two girls, especially the two of them, who slightly raised their buttocks. They were like two ripe honey beers …
F * ck, why did I think of peaches again? Could it be that I really want to eat peaches?
In order to not make a fool of himself, Yang Fann immediately shifted his attention to the pitiful Young Master Ma: "Quickly tell me, do you want to do it again?"
"Ah!" "No, no …" Young Master Ma wanted to cry out, but when he saw Yang Fann pick up another cherry, he immediately said, "A few, no, more than a dozen, only a dozen!
Swoosh!
Cherry was thrown away by Yang Fann, and the target was still between Young Master Ma's legs.
"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"
Young Master Ma screamed again, but this time he wasn't like the hungry wolves in the wasteland, he was more like a big white goose with its neck grabbed.
"Dozens, I remember now. Dozens!"
In the face of intense pain, how could Young Master Ma dare to lie? Even if he wanted to, he didn't have the time to think. He could not care about the consequences if he admitted it first.
"Did you kill him afterwards?" In order to give Young Master Ma no time to consider, Yang Fann asked the same question as another cherry popped out. The target was neither too far off nor too far off, it was still between Young Master Ma's legs.
"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"
Young Master Ma's critical part was hit for the third time, which made him lose the ability to think temporarily. However, his instincts told him that he definitely couldn't tell the truth, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly said: "No, they all committed suicide. It has nothing to do with me!"
"Hmm?" Yang Fann only asked casually and didn't expect to get something out of it. However, he didn't believe in the so-called suicide: "You're the one who killed yourself, right? Who would commit suicide?"
It wasn't that Yang Fann had mental skills, nor was it that Yang Fann was good at calculation. It was just that Young Master Ma's answer had too many flaws. As long as one was a smart person, he would know that there was something wrong with it.
Yang Fann believed 100% that 20 years ago, there was a girl who would commit suicide after being abused by others.
At that time, girls still valued reputation more. Forcing a sexual relationship against their will might actually lead to death.
But now, it was hard to say it. It was not nice to say it, but the truth was like this. How many people would be unhappy about a so-called reputation?
Of course, Yang Fann definitely didn't look down on those pitiful women who were humiliated, let alone those who thought that they were going to die if they were violated. What he didn't like was those rotten girls who didn't know self-respect, lived debauchery, and were not ashamed.
For example, the woman who would rather cry in a BMW than laugh behind a bicycle, or even the rotten woman who would rather cry in a BMW, were all looked down upon by Yang Fann. On certain levels, they are not even as good as those young ladies who rely on their body to do business.
In order to find out if Young Master Ma had any lives left in his hands, Yang Fann directly shot out three more cherries. Now, he felt that his methods from before were too trashy.
Young Master Ma's reasoning had become a bit fuzzy after receiving such a heavy blow on his vital parts. He was also incoherent when answering the questions, often speaking incoherently.
However, whether it was Yang Fann or the two girls who were cuffed to the tea table, they both understood that Young Master Ma really had more than one life on his hands!
Young Master Ma was very shrewd and knew how to act. He treated all those who would sue him after he violated them, or those who wanted to extort him, and treated them as equals as they sent them to the King of Hell.
There were those who had been pushed down the stairs to the river in disguise of jumping off a building by him, those who had been pushed down into the river in disguise of falling overboard, those who had been left drunk on the railway line in disguise of committing suicide by lying on a rail line, and so on.
After listening to Young Master Ma's narration, not to mention the two girls, even Yang Fann was stunned. This guy was a genius. Even after doing so many wicked things, there was still no accident, and his work was flawless. Even the bereaved families did not suspect him.
However, Yang Fann didn't understand why this guy would only commit the crime after getting drunk, push him down the stairs, or throw him into the river. Why did he make such an unnecessary move?
If he couldn't figure it out, then he would ask. Yang Fann was such a good person, didn't someone say so? No shame. To be able to ask a murderer patiently, Yang Fann was a wonder in the world of curiosity.
Young Master Ma's reply surprised Yang Fann once again. He felt that this guy was not going to be a criminal investigation officer, so he told Yang Fann that there were benefits to being drunk and there were also benefits to being able to commit crimes. The simplest rule is that drunk people don't struggle and don't easily leave behind clues.