Chapter 638: Not cold killer (5)
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But this is what Ling Wuzhi just wanted to use, because she told the foreign old man that she was fifteen years old.
Hahaha... Twenty-one years old pretending to be fifteen years old is really stress-free!
"Marina, you like taking pictures so much, I'll take you to a beautiful place to take pictures, are you interested?"
The old foreign uncle began to transform into a weirdo who abducted minors.
Ling Wuzhi turned to look at the foreign old man: "Really? Is it really beautiful?"
The foreign old man nodded: "Yes, it is an old manor, which is very suitable for taking pictures."
Hearing the words, Ling Wuzhi of course expressed that he really wanted to go.
After , she asked cautiously, "Can I go?"
The foreign old man smiled and nodded, like the big bad wolf who kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood: "Of course, if you like, you can stay there for a while."
After the foreign old man finished speaking, Ling Wuzhi seemed to have no doubts at all and wanted to take good-looking photos.
She nodded happily, indicating that she wanted to go to that ancient manor.
The foreign old man smiled contentedly and asked the driver to go directly to a manor called Whatchabao.
Along the way, the foreign old uncle has been calmly talking about Ling Wuzhi, which seems to be a test, and seems to want to know more about her private information.
Ling Wuxie of course answered the question of the foreign old man one by one 'truthfully', with a stupid appearance who would help count the money if he was sold by someone else——
The car drove for about 40 minutes and did not enter the city.
The foreign old man really brought Ling Wuwei to a small manor that looked very old.
The manor is very quiet, with a meadow and woods, and no one else lives around.
If you want to call for help here, no one will hear it.
Ling Wuzhi pretended to be very excited and took the camera to take pictures, but the foreign old man raised his hand and pressed down her camera to stop her.
Ling Wuzhi looked at the foreign old man puzzled: "Mr. Smith?"
"Don't worry about taking pictures, I'll take you around the manor and have some snacks?"
The elder-like smile on Uncle Smith's face seemed to be unsustainable, and wolf light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
Ling Wuzhi felt disgusted in his heart, and really wanted to kill this old man now.
"Okay!" Ling Wuzhi put away the camera and nodded cheerfully.
Ling Wuyu followed Uncle Smith into the manor. He first pretended to take Ling Wuyu around the manor to visit.
Ling Wuyi also took the opportunity to observe the surrounding environment. Maybe because this is where Uncle Smith did bad things, there are no cameras here, not even a few bodyguards.
After visiting the environment, Uncle Smith said he invited her to eat pastries.
Ling Wushu not only ate a lot of pastries 'unprepared', but also drank a glass of juice.
In less than ten minutes, Ling Wuyi expressed dizziness and wanted to go back to the hotel where he lived first.
How could Uncle Smith let the ducks fly away from his mouth!
He directly dragged Ling Wuzhi's hair, Ling Wuzhi was 'all over' and was easily dragged to the ground by Smith.
"Ah what are you doing!?"
Ling Wuyi cried out weakly, her tone was full of fear, and even her voice was trembling. She seemed to realize that she was in danger.
Uncle Smith took off his disguise, took off his glasses, and looked at Ling Wuzhi's body with evil and greedy eyes.
"What?! Little sweetheart, you'll find out later!" With that, Uncle Smith rudely pulled Ling Wuzhi's hair and dragged her away on the ground.
Ling Wuyi was 'powerless to resist' at this time, and could only let Uncle Smith drag her into the room.
The door slammed shut.
Ling Wuxie put both hands on the ground and tried to get up, but after several attempts, all ended in failure.
Uncle Smith seemed to like watching her struggling, so he kept standing beside him without stopping Ling Wuzhi.
After about ten minutes, Uncle Smith took out two pairs of leather handcuffs and a leather whip from a drawer in the room.
Ling Wuxie's eyes widened in fright, and he quickly stepped back: "You...you don't come over, I will call! I, I...you don't come over!"
"Hahaha You call it! The louder you shout, the more I like it!"
Uncle Smith smiled wretchedly and disgustingly.
"Forgot to tell you that the room is soundproof, unless there is an explosion inside, others can't hear the sound inside."
Hearing this, Ling Wuzhi lowered his eyes in despair.
Uncle Smith was about to approach Ling Wuzhi when he saw Ling Wuzhi's mouth curved upwards, she opened her lips: "Really?"
Uncle Smith stopped, frowning slightly.
Although it was only two words, the voice was no longer a feeling of weakness.
Before Uncle Smith felt something was wrong, Ling Wuzhi twisted his neck and got up from the ground.
rubbed her scalp, Ling Wuzhi said that she was not in a beautiful mood at this time!
"You're pulling Miss Ben's hair, right?! I wanted to make you die faster, but..."
Uncle Smith took a step back and finally realized that Ling Wuwei was not the minor she said.
He turned around and wanted to run to the door... Can Ling Wuzhi find him a chance?
was just a dodge, and Ling Wuzhi had already arrived at the door and stood still.
She smiled and looked at Uncle Smith with her arms crossed: "Look, you have so many good tools in your room. If you don't use them, isn't it a waste?"
Uncle Smith held the whip in his hand, and he looked at Ling Wuzhi defensively: "You, how can you be all right?"
I clearly ate those delicious snacks, why does it seem like nothing is happening?
Ling Wuzhi raised the corners of his lips: "Can I say, because I knew your trick for a long time, did I take the preventive medicine in advance?"
It is mentioned in Uncle Smith's personal private information that his favorite is the loli who abuses minors.
The fate of these loli, of course, is - death!
So after killing Uncle Smith, Ling Wuzhi didn't think he was a bad person at all.
Looking around the room, there are all kinds of SM tools in it.
Ling Wuyi only knew that those were SM tools, and she also knew some of the tools. But most of the tools here, she has never seen.
This is where Uncle Smith abuses underage loli!
Uncle Smith thought, although this girl in front of her looks very confident, but she is too petite and weak, he has nothing to be afraid of!
looked down at the whip in his hand, and Uncle Smith looked at Ling Wuzi fiercely: "Who sent you here?"
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