Yao Qinghu’s private villa.

Private clinic.

In a ward next to the clinic, Yao Qinghu's illness has been cured and he can go to the ground to move. When he moves, his heart will not be beaten or breathe. Moreover, he feels that his body is quite energetic.

Another sign of physical recovery is that when he saw the young nurse in the clinic exposed her plump thighs outside the nurse's outfit, his lower abdomen was warm. He actually had that idea, and it needed to be very strong, just like a young man in his thirties.

He had just returned from a walk outside and it was time to take medicine. The young nurse in pink nurse costume twisted her buttocks and walked in. He held a medicine plate in his hand. There were Western medicine and Chinese medicine in the medicine plate. Under the treatment of the young nurse, Yao Qinghu finished a bowl of bitter Chinese medicine and took a large bag of pungent Western medicine with boiling water. He frowned. From childhood to adulthood, what he feared most was not the enemy, but the medicine. When he thought of the person who caused him to take medicine, Yao Qinghu hated him so much.

At this time, the young nurse was very close to Yao Qinghu. Yao Qinghu could clearly smell the strong perfume smell on her body. When he looked up, he saw the two semicircular snow-white balls at the opening of the nurse's chest. Suddenly, his heart fire rose and burned with the anger that had just risen in his heart. His breath suddenly became heavy. The young nurse noticed it and thought that Yao Qinghu's heart disease had occurred again. He couldn't help but lean down and asked: "Master Yao, are you okay?"

The long hair fell down and fell on Yao Qinghu's nose. He smelled the rich fragrance on the hair. Yao Qinghu could no longer control it, and reached out to pull the little nurse's waist and pulled it into his arms. The little nurse seemed to have a shaft under her feet, and her delicate body turned around in the spot like a top. She screamed and leaned into Yao Qinghu's arms.

This young nurse is pure on the surface, but in fact she is a black fungus, very coquettish, and she is a mother who recognizes money, so she just needs to give money. Not to mention Yao Qinghu, who is in her fifties, even an eighty-year-old grandfather, she is willing to take off her pants.

Yao Qinghu's financial resources are there. The young nurse has long wanted to seduce her, but Yao Qinghu knows her background and doesn't take the bait at all. This is just a local source of material in impulse.

Whether it was a whim or a local source, now that Yao Qinghu wanted her, the little nurse was naturally very happy. However, the little nurse was very good at pretending, and she was willing in her heart, but her face was filled with a panic expression of a virgin Chu Ye, and she pretended to shout: "Master Yao, what are you going to do..."

When Yao Qinghu saw that the burning mother's door was pretending to be pure in front of him, his anger and desire erupted together. He grabbed the nurse's uniform on her body, and stinged her hand with force, stinging...

Suddenly, my clothes were torn and my skin was exposed...

"Yao, Master Yao, you, this is broad daylight..." At this time, the young nurse suddenly thought that her body was inconvenient. My aunt just came last night.

Thorn...

Yao Qinghu's hands kept on his face, and his sinister temperament was fully displayed at this moment. He stared at the gradually revealed body, his eyes were like a fox, a fox that was springing...

"Master Yao, no, no, I, I'm not in a state of mind today..."

Yao Qinghu ignored it at all, tore the nurse's costume to pieces, and then pulled off her little inward in a very violent way. However, when he saw that the woman was still protecting a sanitary napkin, Yao Qinghu was stunned!

unlucky!

He pushed the woman away and said, "Get out!"

The woman showed a grievance, her eyes squeezed for a long time, and she squeezed out two tears. She quickly picked up the little Nene and put it on again. The nurse's uniform was torn out by Yao Qinghu, but she had to cover her body, then put her hands on her chest and walked out.

Yao Qinghu was very upset and didn't know how to vent his anger. At this time, Jin Yumin walked in. His face looked quite ugly. Jin Yumin, who had a ugly face, refused to speak up when he forced himself to smile and said, "Master Yao, your illness looks great!"

Yao Qinghu suddenly looked up, looked at Jin Yumin's face, asked back without answering, and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jin Yumin then said: 'Mr. Yao, the people of the Western Black Gun Party are really useless. Not only did they not get rid of Jiang Feng, they were also killed by him. All ten people were killed!'

"What?" Yao Qinghu said in shock: "All dead, ten masters of marksmanship can't get rid of him..."

Yao Qinghu's face was gloomy and depressed, and murmured: "Even a killer can't deal with him, what else can he deal with..."

Jin Yumin hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Master Yao, in my opinion, this boy named Jiang is too strong. If you want to get rid of him, you must accidentally kill him at close range..."

"What good way do you have?" Yao Qinghu didn't want to think about these things. His heart is now very fragile and he can't think too much.

"There is a family of ancient martial arts surnamed Chen in Jiangxi. It is known as the Qilin family. It is a very secret assassination family. Ordinary people don't know it. Only those who often travel around the world know their background. I also heard from a friend who often travels in Jiangxi. The Chen family is a businessman on the surface, but secretly, but they often take some work. However, they are very cautious in handling jobs, afraid of something happening and implicating the entire family. In addition, they are very expensive. However, in the Qilin family, all of them are masters of fist and foot skills, and some have practiced internal strength and light body skills. They are also good at using hidden weapons... Yao, if we can invite the masters of the Chen family, they will secretly contact the boy named Jiang, kill him unexpectedly and destroy him in one fell swoop..."

"Yeah!" Yao Qinghu also heard that the ancient martial arts family in Jiangxi was very secretive, but also very powerful. However, Yao Qinghu seemed to agree with Jin Yumin's tactic of "secretly approaching and killing him unexpectedly", so he nodded and said, "Yes, kill him unexpectedly, okay, just do it... You must invite the master of the Chen family no matter what. Remember, if you want the best skill, it doesn't matter how much money..."

Before he finished speaking, he received a call, which turned out to be called by Wu Zhishao, a woman he had not contacted for a long time...

Except for his daughter Yao Baiyu's birthday or the New Year and the festival, Yao Qinghu would bring the whole family together and have the opportunity to meet each other. Usually, his "wives and concubines" would not have the chance to meet Yao Qinghu. If it weren't for the big matter of life, he wouldn't even call him.

Yao Qinghu remembers the birthdays of his seven daughters clearly. Yao Baiyu's birthday this year just celebrated last month.

Today, it was not her birthday. When I suddenly called, Yao Qinghu immediately felt an ominous premonition in his heart and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Wuwu..., Master Yao... Wuwu... Oh... No, the young master was cut off... The lady was raped... Wuwu..." Wuwu..." Wu Zhizhao's trembling crying voice came from the other end of the phone. It was miserable and frightened, obviously not pretending.

"What? Cut...what?" Although the son and daughter were both his biological flesh and blood, he cared more about his son. After all, he was the only person in the Yao family who passed on the family line.

"Wuwu...cutting... means cutting off the thing below...Wuwu..." Wu Zhishao calmed down a little, but she didn't know how to describe it.

Yao Qinghu's heart was thumping. He already knew what was going on. However, if something big happened, he still had to ask clearly. At this time, he asked again: "You mean, Zhihao was castrated?"

"Yes, yes..." Wu Zhishao said three times, and said in a miserable voice: "And Yu'er, I was raped today!"

"Who did it?" Yao Qinghu felt a big breath of anger, blocking his heart. With this blockage, his heart immediately became unsmooth, his heartbeat increased, his breathing became rapid, and there was a colic in his heart. He sprayed a mouthful of blood and paused while covering his heart.
Chapter completed!