This Damned Thirst for Survival

Jiang Luo deceived the entire party with two crown cards.

He first exposed the masters of Lu Yi and Ge Zhu to the public, so that the public did not dare to provoke Lu Yi who was a commoner. Let the two of them protect their two companions as their own slaves, and he took away Lu Yi's crown card and let Ge Zhu's crown card use for the remaining three people.

The eight of them currently do not know each other or know each other. No one thinks that there will be rich people and poor people exchanging cards, nor do they think that there will be rich people abandoning their cards to the poor for use.

Under such a dark game, everyone only cares about protecting their own safety, who has the mind to care about others? And it's still irrelevant others.

And now, Jiang Luo's last strategy succeeded. The crown card in his hand can also be used by others.

This is that there is no prohibition on the wall. As long as it is not written, it is OK, right?

The evil spirit stared at the crown card in front of him.

The subtle violation that I felt before finally lifted the fog at this moment.

He suddenly realized, ah, that's how it is.

So I was waiting for him here.

The fingers of the black-haired young man were round and tidy, and they stayed white on the tip of the jewel in the crown.

He smiled and said: "I have given you a choice."

"But our first officer, he always walks his own way," he shrugged, sighing incomprehensibly, and suddenly stretched out his hands and clapped his hands. "Your courage to go straight forward makes me feel immensely admired."

Hearing this sentence in the ears of everyone, it seemed to say "Your stupidity makes me incredible", causing a roar of laughter.

The evil spirit also laughed slowly, and the corners of his lips were raised, "What to do, I'm a little scared."

He was scared, but looking at his appearance, it was obvious that there was no fear at all.

Jiang Luo smiled and put the card in his hand back into his pocket, then turned and said, "Let's go, Mr. Slave."

The evil spirits knowingly asked: "Where to go?"

The black-haired young man looked back at him, and said in a long tone: "Of course I went to the performance stage to train you-my slave."

Chi You's eyes flashed and followed with graceful steps.

When approaching the stage, a fat lady in a tight red dress blocked Jiang Luo's path. The fat on her body was pulled out of the swimming circle by her clothes, and her face with heavy makeup was salivating at the blond man who had become a slave, "Sir, give me your slave, and let you drive. price."

Jiang Luo raised his brows and he almost laughed. Ending a smile, turned around and pulled Chi You's tie to his side, "Madam, are you talking about him?"

The tie was pulled too hard, and the neckline was loose, revealing a small piece of tight skin. The lady stared at this point of her neckline, swallowed, and said decisively: "I'll give you a seven-figure price."

Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing anymore, his chest trembled with laughter, and the hand holding Chi You's tie was also shaking. The hair sticks to the pure white first officer's uniform on the devil's body, like a delicate pattern specially drawn out.

"Seven digits, I didn't expect you to be worth seven digits."

The evil spirit didn't pay attention to the ridicule of the black-haired young man. He seemed to scan across Jiang Luo helplessly, but when he looked at the lady, his eyes were terrifying.

After laughing enough, Jiang Luo straightened up, opened Chi You's tie with both hands, and said as if showing a product: "Madam, please also give me a detailed introduction for my slave."

The tie fell off and Jiang Luo unbuttoned the buttons on the collar of the evil spirit. The man’s **** throat and collarbone were exposed. Jiang Luo’s white fingers swiftly passed from here, "Only from here you can see clearly, this The masculine characteristics of this slave are very obvious, with a slender neck and perfect shoulder width."

His hand slid down, "My slave is about 1.9 meters tall. You see, his proportions are among the few people present. The muscles are strong and the lines are also very beautiful. Looks like there is no lack of exercise."

Jiang Luo's tone was joking and smiling, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "Look, a very beautiful little lamb will surely meet all your needs."

The evil spirit lowered his head and looked at him deeply.

The place where Jiang Luo had touched her body seemed to have touched the fire, and it started to get hot.

The black-haired youth continued: "Huh? The abdominal muscles are also very strong."

His hand shows the advantages of the product little by little. The man with dark blond hair he showed was barely naked except for the slight mess of the neckline. But their every action was flushed, like watching a metaphorical **** scene, panting and flirting, and their hearts beating faster.

A drunken blush appeared on the lady's face. She followed Jiang Luo's hand with drunken eyes, but finally put her attention on Jiang Luo's hand in a daze.

These two distinct fingers danced on the man's body like dancing. After watching it for a long time, it seemed that being touched by him was no longer a humiliation, but an ultimate enjoyment.

Chi You raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled lightly, and fine sweat slipped off his stretched neck, while the black-haired young man withdrew his hand at this moment.

"Madam," the black-haired young man stared at the lady with a smile, and he sincerely praised, "Your eyes are so good. Change him with seven figures. Believe me, you will never lose."

The lady blushed even more when he saw it, and said absently: "If you like it..."

"But now, I can't give him to you."

The black-haired young man interrupted the lady. He wrapped the tie in his hand around Chi You's neck to show his ownership of the evil spirit. He smiled sadly: "But you want him, you have to wait until After I'm tired of playing."

After speaking, he pulled the "rope" and led his slave to the performance stage.

The lady's heartbeat increased, she cupped her face and looked at the dark-haired youth in fascination. Compared to the slave, she now feels that this master fascinates her even more.

Chi You said in a sad tone: "Are you really willing to give me to someone else?"

Jiang Luo jerked the "rope" in his hand, and Chi You bent over and pressed it to his face.

A human whose heart is all infested black evokes a cold smile, and the hot and humid breath is spilled on the side of the evil spirit, "Can you still make me happy more than seven-figure money?"

At this moment, the shadow under the evil spirit's feet suddenly twisted with excitement, but his face was still covered with a human appearance, without showing a half-different appearance, and he smiled elegantly and handsomely: "Am I worth this? "

Jiang Luo glanced at him with a faint smile, and went straight to the waiter.

Soon, a chair was placed in the center of the stage.

Under the chasing light, the blond tall slave was locked in the seat, his hands and feet tied with a belt. Standing behind him is the owner who hides in the darkness and wears a black mask.

"It's an honor that the first person from a rich man to a slave has been born, Mr. Winston sitting in front of me."

Jiang Luo put on the black leather gloves handed over by the waiter. He smiled and raised the chin of the evil spirit with a horse whip, pretending to be surprised: "By the way, slaves can't wear masks."

The whip handle in his hand was lightly picked, and the pure white mask on the face of the evil spirit fell to the ground quickly.

The mask rolled several times, until it reached the edge of the stage.

The evil spirit narrowed his eyes slightly by the strong light. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and looked down the stage without emotion.

The dark blue eyes are deep, and it seems that there is a kind of crazy, dark and restless firewood like a dark fire. In addition to the fear that arises instinctively, it is enough to spur a spring heart.

Excited noise suddenly sounded in the darkness below.

In the crowd.

Zhuo Zhongqiu lowered his voice and said in surprise, "Jiang Luo is really trying to train people?"

Ye Xun looked at the stage, pursing his lips, "He will not embarrass people at will, this person has a problem."

"I know this person." Ge Zhu covered his mouth and glanced around, for fear of being seen mixing himself with the poor. "He is not a good person. On the first day on board the ship, he harassed Jiang Luo during the inspection. He complained to the captain, but he appeared in front of Jiang Luo to provoke Jiang Luo at night."

"That's no wonder," Zhuo Zhongqiu nodded in understanding, and looked at the man trapped in the chair in disgust, "If it were me, I would have beaten him to his feet a long time ago."

Wen Renlian had no expression on his face, "Such a man, even if Jiang Luo kills him--"

He looked at the few people next to Seyol, suddenly stopped talking, smiled and stopped talking.

On the stage, Jiang Luo stretched out his finger to his lips and let out a "hush".

The people in the audience actually stopped talking, and the ballroom returned to silence.

Jiang Luo replaced the horse whip with his black gloved hand. He slid across the side of the evil spirit, "Mr. slave, we have a handsome face, and we are the first mate on this ship. He looks pampered. The status on this ship is second only to the captain, and there is no doubt that it is an upper class person."

Chi You said slowly and neatly: "Thank you."

"No thanks." Jiang Luo smiled.

He got up and circled around the evil spirit casually. The whip dropped randomly on the evil spirit. He suddenly lowered his voice and said in the voice of only two of them: "You know I still have several ways to die without revenge. ?"

Without waiting for the evil spirit to answer, he muttered to himself: "Drown, burned... Oh, there is another fall."

"It stands to reason that the moment I took you down from a tall building, it was considered a successful anti-killing, but I was not very satisfied," Jiang Luo said, "because that time, I also felt the pain of falling from the building. It’s not because of you falling down to die right away, it’s all because of you."

"There are still three short..."

The evil spirit looked at Jiang Luo, and took off Jiang Luo's clothes with that sticky and extremely substantive gaze, as if he was against the guest. Jiang Luo was not only not angry, but laughed instead. The evil ghost can be called a strong to twisted desire, making Jiang Luo from the beginning of disgust but secretly proud, to the present, it is also a little more calm and interesting.

Isn’t it funny that Chi You, who is hypocritical and hypocritical in "Evil Ghost", is obsessed with him?

At least at this time, when the evil spirit was tied to the seat, and he was holding a horse whip like his master domesticated the wolf, Jiang Luo enjoyed the evil spirit's gaze, which seemed to have sparks but powerlessness.

The black-haired young man likes to pull his teeth out of a tiger's mouth very much. He stretched his beautiful figure, swayed his wrist lightly, and flung his whip gently on the evil spirit.

On the face, neck, and shirt of the evil spirit, there were a series of whip marks.

Jiang Luo seemed to ignore the evil ghost's eyes, but his every move accurately aroused the evil ghost's desires. His red lips were raised, and his footsteps were as keen as a prairie cat. His hands glowing with cold jade flashed in the dark from time to time, and then dropped a bright red whip.

The evil spirit finally opened his mouth, and his voice was unexpectedly muffled, "When you are with me, it is always very different."

A whip slammed on him, this whip was completely different from those before, and even tore the good-quality clothes on the devil's body.

His master put his arm on his shoulder, and said coldly: "When did I allow you to speak?"

"Sorry," the evil spirit smirked, "I just expressed my thoughts."

"Moreover," he leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair, and his peripheral light followed the figure of the black-haired young man, saying meaningfully, "You should know that this kind of pain is nothing to me."

Playful, "Such as what you call drowning, burning, and falling."

He clearly knew that saying this would only make Jiang Luo more angry and usher in more excessive punishment, but Chi You still said it. Talking with gusto, much teasing.

But Jiang Luo was not angry. He calmly strangled Chi You's neck with a riding whip, "You are right. But you seem to have made a mistake."

"I killed you, not because you hurt or not, but because I am tall or unhappy."

The evil spirit was astonished, and then nodded in a meaningful way, "It makes sense."

"--But I think there is a way of pain, you don't seem to have experienced it."

The evil spirit asked with ease, "For example?"

"for example……"

The black-haired youth did not know when he drew a knife and slid it from the gap between Chi You's legs to the wooden seat. The blade brushed the key part, cold light clank.

"For example, castrated you."