C137 I Didn't Want to Play You to Death(2)

"If you don't say anything, I'll let go when I'm in a bad mood... If you make me happy, maybe I'll let you go? " This was the trick Chiang Feihe used to deal with Mu Haiyang. Anyway, no matter how you make him happy, he would never let go of the fat on his mouth. It was only because he was a lot more curious about Mu Haiyang that he deliberately lured her to speak.

Still silent, Mu Haiyang did not fall for his trick. She knew that if she kept silent, there would only be two outcomes in the end. One was to anger him and kill her. The second was... He would keep talking to him and buy some time. At least Lu Che should know what kind of demons and devils were in the vicinity, right? He suddenly looked forward to Lu Che's arrival. It didn't matter if he was a human or not. It was not acceptable for him to be hanging upside down like this.

However, Mu Haiyang's sixth sense always deviated. Chiang Feihe did not want to kill her. Second, he also did not continue talking to her. Instead, he started playing with Mu Haiyang and shook her for a while. Then, he loosened his grip slightly and let Mu Haiyang free fall a few feet. Then, he quickly grabbed her feet. He maintained the same upside-down posture from before. After a few rounds, Mu Haiyang was played by him until her head became a little bigger. She shouted, "Are you crazy? If you want to kill, cut, cut, then do as you wish. If you want to play again, see if this heroine won't kill you!!!"

Chiang Feihe was naturally very happy when he saw her speak. He said in a playful tone, "Yo, the beauty is finally willing to talk to me? She really is a b * tch... "

"F * ck you, second uncle. You are the f * cking b * tch. Your whole family is a b * tch..." Mu Haiyang's scolding echoed in the forest.

"Ha ~ Your mouth is really good." A scornful laugh.

After Chiang Feihe finished speaking, he used his mouth to untie the ribbon wrapped around his wrist. He took it to his hand and tied Mu Haiyang's feet to the tree. He said while tying her feet, "Let's see if you still dare to scold me!"

He tied her left foot to the tree branch and reached out to grab her right foot. Both her feet were firmly tied to the tree branch. Mu Haiyang was still cursing, "What Feihe? Are you crazy? Go to hell! Let go of me! Let's fight one on one..." Seeing that Chiang Feihe was still indifferent, she said, "Are you still a man? What ability do you have to bully a woman? Let go of me... " His legs were still struggling, but he could only shake them a little. He tied them up tightly, unable to break free." Let go of me if you dare, I'll fight you to the death!! "

At this time, Chiang Feihe's hands were empty. Leaning against the trunk of the tree, he leaned on his two hands and said casually, "Shout, keep shouting. I have been waiting for you to yell for the whole night."

Mu Haiyang had long lost her patience. "What is your name? You better not let me live, or I will hang you on the tree!!"

"Good, your mouth is so good!" Chiang Feihe was not an easy person to deal with. He reached out and broke a thin branch from the tree. He wrapped his hands with his clothes and took off the remaining few leaves. He also shaved off some small sprouts. What he was holding in his hand was a long, bare strip. Mu Haiyang could not see what he was doing up there, but the first feeling she had was not good. He must be thinking of a way to deal with her.

Sure enough, Mu Haiyang did not have the time to think too much and shouted. "Ah!!!" Then she even swore, "F * ck!"

"Haha..." Chiang Feihe let out a long laugh. "Scolding, continue cursing? Scolding!" As he spoke, he whipped Mu Haiyang's calf like a whip. Fortunately, the winter pants were thicker and did not draw blood. However, there were still traces. Now that Mu Haiyang had been whipped by him a few times, her calf was very painful. She did not even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that if she breathed, Chiang Feihe would draw again. When had she ever suffered such grievance? It was so painful that Mu Haiyang almost cried.

But Chiang Feihe seemed to be addicted to whipping. He stretched out his hand and whipped again. "Why aren't you saying anything again?"

Mu Haiyang now seemed to be unable to speak even if she had to endure hardships. She could not even speak. If she did not speak, she had to hit him. How could she let him live? All the TV shows were f * cking deceiving people. Why was there not even a shadow of a ghost at this moment? Tears of grievance fell down, but more of it was the pain in his leg.

He still doesn't want to let him go, even if he wants to die, he wants to die. Anyway, he couldn't just let him die like that. "You Second Uncle, kill me if you dare. See if I turn into a ghost and kill you..." He had already started to speak without restraint. "You don't know how to show mercy to women, yet you still have the nerve to say that you are a flower picker. You have lost the reputation of a flower picker..."

"Oh ho ~ your mouth is really good. You either don't speak or you start to scold people..." Chiang Feihe wasn't in a hurry and said in a calm tone. Then he turned around. His feet were on the tree trunk, hanging upside down like Mu Haiyang. He held Mu Haiyang's head with both hands and gave her a heavy kiss. He even touched her face very evilly and laughed loudly as he turned around and went back to his previous seat to lean against her. He was not satisfied. " Hmm... not bad!"

Mu Haiyang looked at the front in shock, but in her heart, she thought, What the heck, he is indeed ugly! No wonder he is a flower picker, no one would be willing to marry him, but the difference between his voice and appearance is too great.

"Pui, pui, pui!" Mu Haiyang spat towards the front three times, "Ugly, ugly, ugly! Why am I so unlucky? Aren't the rapists all handsome and elegant? Handsome and elegant, the aura of a prodigal? Why did I have to meet such an ugly person! "

Sure enough, Mu Haiyang was from the Appearance Association. Now, she had completely forgotten about Chiang Feihe. She talked to herself without any consideration and completely ignored him. Would she anger him? The next victim would be herself, her calf. Would he still be able to protect his calf? Not to mention his calves, it was still a question of whether he could keep his life.

Chiang Feihe's expression became very fierce and he said, "What did you say just now? "After asking, he whipped him again.