Chapter 94: Pure Perversion "This guy is really a pervert." Jennifer took a look at the chat history and suddenly felt a chill all over her body and got goose bumps. He glanced at Zhang Ailun again, "Are you really willing to die if you sleep with me?" Zhang Ailun's scalp tingled at her sincere look, and he immediately explained: "I am putting myself in the kidnappers' perspective. That's what they think." Jennifer smiled instead of getting angry, and moved closer, breathing sweetly, "If it were you, I wouldn't mind. You can do anything to me." She now had no idea how seductive she looked in that tied up position. What a great evil. Zhang Ailun could only suppress the evil in his heart, keep himself rational, and not rush towards her. "Fxxk! I'll definitely kick him a few more times then!" Fitz couldn't stand it either.
Although she and Jason often played some more perverted games in private, and even considered doing masked live broadcasts to make money, she was rejected by Jason in the end, but it was also consensual. A stranger like this makes you drool at him and you want to lick his screen, but it really feels better to punch him twice face to face! "Cooperate with him and don't let him find out about the problem. Once he takes the bait, you might be able to make a few thousand more dollars." Zhang Ailun calmed her down. Jennifer changed her mind and felt that as long as it was a job that could make money, she would not suffer any loss. Isn't it just taking pictures? This is much easier than honey trap. After thinking about it for a while, I readily agreed. I put a layer of cardboard under me, knelt on the ground, looked up, and looked at Zhang Ailun pitifully. "Do you like this position?" "I like it so much." Zhang Ailun took a few photos and selected two to send over. Mr. Shancha: Quick! Bring her to me! Zhang Ailun: Don’t worry, we’re on the way. Mr. Shancha: How can I not be anxious? I paid for it! You should serve me! Zhang Ailun: You haven't paid the rest of the money yet! Shut up! If you keep talking, I'll kill this chick right now! Push her to the ground and humiliate her! Grand Slam! Mr. Camellia became obedient instantly. Mr. Camellia: If you really can't help it, you can only let her use her hands, otherwise I won't pay you. Holy shit! ! Zhang Ailun felt that this person was a pervert even through the screen. I've already started thinking about which of his legs I should break with the baseball bat! Where's my war stick? Jason drove the pickup truck to pull the people in, and several black people also stayed in the back of the car. Sig was responsible for watching over them. Zhang Allen and Dominic drove Jennifer to the suburbs in an RV, while Lori was in charge of looking after the house. Based on the map positioning information, Dominic and Jason accurately found the address standard of the abandoned factory. They drove out of the city quickly and arrived in the suburbs in twenty minutes. Mr. Shancha: Not yet? What car are you driving?
Zhang Ailun: Does this have anything to do with you? Be honest, otherwise I can't guarantee what I will do to this chick. She keeps twisting and turning, and my brothers and I are very angry! ! Mr. Shancha: No! I won’t say anything! Send the person here and I’ll pay you. Zhang Ailun crossed his legs and lay on the bed in the RV, enjoying Jennifer's massage service, replying to messages, and was still a little speechless about him. Isn't this a pure shark arm? If Lao Hei really saw the way you were easily bullied, he would definitely rob you. You take the money, play with the person, and there's a chance that you too will be stripped of your pants and given special treatment. After all, Brother Heizi is not picky about food. You'd better have a self-defense weapon, otherwise Lao Hei will definitely use you to defend himself. "It would be great if you were as perverted as you told him." Jennifer leaned beside him, holding her chin with one hand, staring at Zhang Ailan's profile, and said in a crazy way. "?" Zhang Ailun looked at her with strange eyes. Do you usually burn like this? The little butterfly is spitting out honey. “We’ve arrived!!” Zhang Ailun was really having a hard time, but fortunately Dominic's reminder sounded in time. The RV followed the pickup truck's driving route and braked to a stop in an open space at an abandoned factory. Jennifer's expression changed instantly. She stood up and got out of the car with a baseball bat in hand. "I'm going to crush his balls today!!" Zhang Ailun also got out of the car and sent a message to his employer, asking him to come out and talk. Mr. Shancha: I’ll be right out!! A group of people gathered around the car, and the door of the abandoned factory was opened from the inside out. A tall, thin, middle-aged man with glasses and a gentle temperament walked out. He was a little surprised to see so many people at the scene. "What's going on? Is it necessary to use so many people just to kidnap one person? And what's the matter with the RV?" When he saw Jennifer, who looked unhappy, in the crowd, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly pulled out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at the black people in the crowd and said angrily: "Fxxk you! Nigger! You better give me a reasonable explanation!!" Bang! A gunshot was fired into the air. Lao Hei just felt his scalp tingling. This guy looked weak and easy to bully, but he actually brought a real gun to trade? "He's not stupid!" Zhang Ailun looked at the real gun in the other party's hand in surprise. Dominic took out a pistol hidden in the RV, handed it to Zhang Ailun, and picked one for himself. "What is the use?" Sig remained calm as he pulled a frightened old black man in front of him to block the line of fire. He loaded the bullets into the gun with two clicks and fired a series of bullets into the air. Matt Spencer was stunned when he heard the sharp roar of gunfire. "WTF!!" Looking at the submachine gun that was emitting flames and spraying bullets, the yellow shell casings fell to the ground, and then the muzzle of the gun was turned towards himself. My legs felt a little weak.
The window of the RV was rolled down, and two more pistols were poked out. Someone shouted at him, "FBI!! Matt Spencer! Don't resist in vain! You're guilty!!" "Ok! Ok! Don't shoot!!" Upon hearing the word "FBI", Matt Spencer, whose mind was blank, instantly became obedient and was almost scared to death on the spot. Even if it wasn't the FBI, he would have no chance of defeating so many guns alone and would have been shot to pieces. "Throw your pistol aside! Put your hands on your head and lie on the ground, quickly!" Sig shouted sternly. Matt Spencer hurriedly did as he was told, dropped the gun, and lay on the ground, showing his hands, "I was just joking with her!!" "You're kidding your mother." Jennifer came up to him with a baseball bat and hit him on the leg. "Do you think this is funny? Smile! Smile!" "Ah! Sarlang!" Matt Spencer covered his thigh and rolled over, wailing: "Save me! Save me! This woman is a lunatic!" The old black men had clear eyes, were trembling like sieves, and lay on the ground, not daring to move. Dude, are you talking to us? (End of this chapter)