The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The stairs spiraled down and looked from above as if it were a huge vortex that swallowed people.

And here is really a place to devour people, so bloody, so disgusting.

"Ji Ming, we ruin this so-called Poseidon Tower."

"it is good."

What he said is an understatement, and Ji Mingqi’s answer is even more bleak, as if the two said it was an extremely trivial matter.

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On the island, the indigenous fishermen were **** at this time and thrown on the ground.

On that week, there was a face full of thick and simple smiles. At this time, all of them were twisted and screaming, and they were roaring wildly.

Not far away, the beautiful women shivered in the wind, the fishermen's wives, watching their husbands tied up, one by one confused and amazed.

"Smelly girl, what are you doing there, looking for a fight, don't come over and help us unlock the ropes?!"

"You are less proud of it, and Poseidon will soon know everything and will come to save us. By then you will not be able to run!"

"Hey, you will not let me loosen it, just wait for me to kill you at night!"

"You are the water-based Yanghua's 贱~ goods, have you ever wanted to escape, and you should be soaked in a pig cage like you, you must not die! I will give you to Haishenwei tomorrow, let them hang you On the Poseidon Tower, let the adults do it!!"

The men cursed fiercely, one sentence is more vicious, high above, and there is no conscience and fear.

They are convinced that their own sea gods, their own island owners will definitely save themselves.

Under such a vicious threat, most of the women shivered and cried and curled up into a ball.

Some even panicly want to save their husbands and sons, not because of feelings, but because they have long been used to being feared and surrendered into their bones.

But there are also some women in the eyes with the little bit of fire, slowly smashing in the threats and insults of men, becoming a raging flame.

Koike suddenly said: "Do you really forget how you used to be a free-spirited monk, a warrior, and a glorious past and pride of self-respect."

"Even if you can't go back to the past, don't you even want freedom, even the life of a normal person doesn't want it?"

The women looked at it all at once, some people were dull, and some people’s eyes were brighter and brighter.

The Qinglong on the side said only coldly, "Since then, these people, including the island, can no longer imprison you and hurt you, but go and stay, you choose."

Suddenly, a woman who looks like she is 30 years old and looks so beautiful is bent over and picks up a stone and squats toward one of the men. "The beast, you must not die, I curse you must not be super-born after death. The next eighteen layers of hell!!"

The woman’s movements seemed to be a signal that the anger and resentment of the woman on the island who had already been extinguished had been ignited.

One by one women picked up the stones and smashed toward the men. They cried and groaned as they groaned as if they had vented so many years of grievances and despair: "I want to kill you, kill you... ..."

Someone picked up the sword scattered on the ground and cut it down to the men's hands and feet.