Chapter 17 Congratulations on the seventeenth time

April nineteenth. Boss Tang has woken up and opened her eyes, but there is still darkness in front of her eyes, and she can't see anything, exactly the same as when her eyes were closed. How long has she been in a coma?What time is it now?where is this place?Why did that queer old man bring her here? She has no idea. She only knew that at least four important acupoints on her body had been touched by a special unique technique. Although it didn't hurt her tendons, qi and blood, it made her unable to move even a little finger. If the old man had been younger, she might have guessed at once what his purpose was for her, and would have thought of that immediately.

But that old guy was too old, old enough for her to comfort herself. ——He will never do that kind of thing, he will never be interested in a woman like me, because he will definitely not be able to bear it, even if the old man wants to find a woman, he will only find those ignorant little girls. She has been comforting herself like this, but she has always felt disgusted by her own thoughts. Luckily she could still hear. Not long after she woke up, she heard the voices of two people talking. The first person was a woman with a high-pitched, thin voice, as if she regarded everyone else as deaf.

The second person spoke slowly and with a strange air, and it was that strange old man who was living like a ghost. "Did you get that woman back?" "Of course I got it back." The little old man said, "This kind of errand requires me to do it, but it's not an instant success, and it's easy to catch." "I knew you liked doing this kind of thing the most." The woman's voice was higher: "You old bastard, old pervert." "Who likes to do this kind of thing? You asked me to go. If it were someone else, even if I knelt down and begged me, I wouldn't go."

"Fuck your mother, you still want to be good when you get cheap?" "Who gets it cheap?" "You, I knew you must have touched her." Then there was a sound of "pat", and the little old man was obviously slapped and cried out loudly. "It's wrong, it's wrong!" "You still dare to complain? Do you dare to say that you have never touched her?" "The bastard just touched her." "You're a bastard, old bastard." "I'm a bastard, what are you?" "Get out of here, get out as far away as possible, the farther the better, if I don't tell you to come back, you won't be allowed to come back."

"As ordered." The old man sighed, and muttered to himself: "I've lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and I'm still jealous like a little girl. You want to die." The old man's voice suddenly faded away, as if he was afraid of being slapped again. Boss Tang finally heaved a sigh of relief.Now she could tell that the woman with the high-pitched voice and the old man must be husband and wife. Now the man has gone, only one woman is left, and she is seventy or eighty years old.What could such an old woman do to her?This situation is much better than the ones she imagined just now.

Just when she began to feel that she could rest assured, the lights suddenly turned on. The lights were extremely bright, and no one's eyes could stand the sudden flash of such a strong light in the darkness. Boss Tang's eyes closed and opened, opened and closed again, and when he opened again, he still couldn't see anything but a few lights, which were far brighter than those palace lights in the hall of her casino. All the lamps were hung above her head and covered with shades, and all the lights shone on her, but the rest was still dark. She squinted her eyes, blocked a little light with her eyelashes, squinted her eyes, and finally saw a vague figure.

The person was indeed a woman, and seemed to be very thin and tall. In fact, Boss Tang didn't really see this person, but only saw a skirt she was wearing. A pleated long skirt with extremely bright colors is definitely not something an old woman in her seventies or eighties should wear on her body. Only seeing this skirt, Boss Tang already felt that she must be much taller than anyone he had seen before, because this skirt was also much longer than anyone else's, and it was very narrow. The skirt that Boss Tang wore when he was thirteen was already wider than this one. What kind of figure does a woman have to be able to wear such a skirt?She simply couldn't imagine it.

This woman was undoubtedly looking at her, and she could clearly see her whole body from head to toe. After watching for a long time, she asked her in that shrill and thin voice: "What's your last name? What's your name? How old are you this year? Did you run that Wishful Casino by yourself?" Boss Tang refused to answer.This woman has no right to question her at all, and she has no need to answer. She actually asked back: "What's your last name? What's your name? How old are you this year? Why didn't you tell me first?" "I can tell you." The woman said, "My surname is Lei, and everyone calls me Miss Lei."

"Then I can also tell you that my surname is Tang, and everyone calls me Boss Tang." "How old are you?" "Did you tell me how old are you?" "No." "Then why should I tell you?" "You don't have to tell me, it's absolutely fine." Miss Lei said lightly, "I like your temper, which you don't want to lose even if you die, because I have the same temper." "That would be great." "It's a pity that you are still a little different from me." "Which point?" Miss Lei stopped answering, but slowly stretched out a hand, and slapped Boss Tang across the face.

Her hand seemed to move very slowly when she stretched it out, but Boss Tang hadn't seen what her hand looked like before, he had already received a slap on the face, and retracted his hand. The slap was so fast. "I can hit you, but you can't hit me. This is the difference between us." Miss Lei said, "Have you understood now?" Boss Tang closed his mouth. "Not only can I slap you, but I can also do many other things." Miss Lei added, "As long as you can imagine anything, I can do everything." She said in a sharp voice, "I can do even things you can't imagine."

Boss Tang's heart sank.She knew that Miss Lei's words were not meant to scare people. Sometimes what women do to women is far more terrifying than men. She has already thought of many terrible things. Miss Lei sighed. "I'm sure you understand exactly what I mean by now." She asked, "Can you tell me now, what's your name?" "Tang Lanfang." "Year old?" "Thirty-four." "Only thirty-four? That's okay, she's still a little girl, and she's still worthy." The thirty-four-year-old woman is still a little girl to her. How old is this Miss Lei? Boss Tang really wanted to see her face and see what she looked like. "You are not very old, and you look good. Although your temper is not very good, it can't be considered too bad." Miss Lei's voice became very gentle: "To be honest, I am already very satisfied with you, but I still want to Take a good look at you." "Look at me carefully?" Tang Lanfang called out, "Why do you want to look at me carefully?" She cried out suddenly, because she suddenly thought of something more terrible than anything else. She suddenly remembered what the little old man said. —You won't believe me when I tell you, I'm only here because my wife wants to take off your clothes and take a good look at you. She thought it was funny then, and actually laughed, because she had never heard anything so ridiculous. Now she can't laugh. At that time, she really didn't believe that the little old man was telling the truth.Now she believes it. Miss Lei stretched out her hand again, this time she didn't slap her face, but unbuttoned her clothes. Boss Tang's clothes are all sewn by famous masters. Not only are the materials noble, the tailoring fits well, but there is also a little bit of uniqueness—— The buttons of her clothes are so exquisitely made that even if she does not move, it is difficult for others to untie her clothes. That's not to say that every now and then a man is ready to undress her, and even if someone wants to do it, no one dares to do it. It's just her habit. She always thinks that the buttons on a woman's clothes are like an outpost on the battlefield, and if it can be guarded tightly, it should be guarded tightly.But now the outpost of this battlefield was disintegrated all at once, and it was disintegrated by Miss Lei's fingers all at once. Boss Tang had never seen anyone with fingers as dexterous as hers. Gao Tianjue's hands were as cold as a blade, as cold as the steel pliers on his severed arm. Whoever was strangled by such a hand would be scared to death, if not to death. Yuan Bao didn't even show any fear on his face. Instead, he looked at Gao Tianjue with a very caring and sympathetic look, and sighed, shaking his head and said, "You are really a very pitiful person. I sympathize with you." He was still pitying others, as if he didn't know that this poor man could crush his Adam's apple like a walnut in the crack of a door at any time. "You sympathize with me?" Gao Tianjue couldn't help asking, "Why do you sympathize with me?" "Because you probably won't live long." His own life was held in the hands of others, but he said that others would not live long, and he said it very seriously. Gao Tianjue has been in the world for twenty or thirty years, and he has never seen such a person. "Is it me or you who won't live long?" He asked Yuan Bao. "Of course it's you." "How can I not live long?" "Because you are sick." Yuan Bao said, "And you are very sick." "Oh?" "If I were you, I would have gone home early, drank a big bowl of hot soup, covered with two or three quilts, covered my head and slept for three days." Yuan Bao said solemnly: "If you listen to me , do it according to my method, maybe there is still salvation.” Gao Tianjue seemed to be stupefied, Yuan Bao rolled his eyes and suddenly grabbed his hand. "Feel it yourself, how cold your hands are, it's even colder than a dead man's hands." He sighed again: "So I advise you to obey me obediently and go back quickly." Gao Tianjue's hands were cold and smooth, while his hands were soft and warm. He held Gao Tianjue's hand with both hands, and said softly: "People like you really should take good care of yourself. If you don't even take care of yourself, who else will take care of you? You are dead, I am afraid that there is not even a single person who sheds tears for you." He didn't smile.These words seemed to come from his heart, and he hoped that Gao Tianjue would be moved by him.He often wants to move others, because he himself is often moved by others. It would be difficult for someone as easily moved as him to find another one. Gao Tianjue didn't even react at all, but he didn't take his hand out of Yuan Bao's either. It was already a strange reaction.If someone else said this kind of work in front of him, that person's tongue would have been cut off, and if someone else dared to touch his hand, that person would not have a whole bone in his body. Yuan Bao waited for a long time, but he couldn't see that he was moved at all, so he couldn't help but asked tentatively, "Did you hear what I said?" "I heard it." Gao Tianjue actually replied this time: "I heard every word very clearly." "Are you ready to go back?" "no." "How are you going?" "I'm going to kill you." Gao Tianjue said coldly: "First cut off your tongue, cut off your hands, and kill you to feed the dogs." "Why?" Yuan Bao seemed surprised: "I treat you so well, why did you kill me?" "Because I know there is not a single truth in what you said." Gao Tianjue sneered: "You just want to use these words to impress me and let me let you go." Yuan Bao didn't even have the intention of denying it at all, he just sighed and said with a wry smile: "Looking like this, it's really not easy to lie to you." "You admit it?" "Since I can't lie to you, I can't admit it." Yuan Bao said, "You can kill me." "I was going to kill you." "What method are you going to use to kill me?" Yuan Bao asked, "Can you use this hand to crush me to death?" He was still holding Gao Tianjue's hand, and suddenly kissed this cold hand, and kissed this cold and ruthless hand with his warm and soft lips.Then he closed his eyes, as if waiting to die. "I heard that the death row prisoners in the prison can have one last request before execution." Yuan Bao said, "This is my last request. You must agree to it." After saying this, he closed his eyes, ready to die. Boss Tang didn't cry, make noise, shout, or struggle.Because she knows it's no use. She wished she could die as soon as possible. If she couldn't die, she could pass out, but unfortunately, not only could she not die, but she was extremely sober, so she could only lie there and let others see her. Miss Lei, who looked like a young lady, watched her from head to toe. Her waist was slender, her chest was firm, her legs were long and round and strong, and she didn't have a single scar on her whole body, nor did she have a piece of loose skin or a little extra muscle. She was no different from when she was seventeen years old. It is not easy for a thirty-four-year-old woman to maintain this figure. This is the result of years of continuous exercise and something she has always been proud of. On spring evenings, when Tang Lanfang finished bathing and dressed in the mirror, when there was no one in the middle of the night, and when she first woke up from her dream of spring, she would vaguely think of some absurd things she shouldn't have thought about, imagining that there was someone silently admiring Her flawless body was just like when she first gave herself to her that spring night seventeen years ago. She really thought about it, and she was sure there were many other women who thought about it too. They don't dare to eat this way, and they dare not eat that way. Seeing fat meat is like seeing a living ghost, and they desperately want to keep their slender figure, isn't it just to be admired by others? But now she just wanted to gouge out the eyeballs of the person who was admiring her. The most unbearable thing for her was that Miss Lei was not only watching, but also muttering to herself. "That's right. It's been well maintained. The flesh isn't loose at all, and it doesn't look like there's anything wrong with it. It must be very good at giving birth, and it will have many children and grandchildren in the future." Boss Tang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and finally couldn't help but yelled. "We have no grievances, why are you treating me like this?" she yelled, "Who are you? What are you trying to do? Can you tell me?" Who can explain this ridiculous thing?Can anyone figure it out? Instead of explaining, Miss Lei said something even more inexplicable. She suddenly said to Tang Lanfang in a very pleasant voice, "Congratulations."