Rose looked at the maid with contempt.

Looking at the ugly appearance of a few men, I felt disgusted and when I thought of my possible fate, I became frightened again.

Rose's mother was secretly grateful that it would be better to delay more time.

Ning Yun looked at several men and smiled: "If I said at this time, the punishment was tickling, would you be disappointed!"

"Ha!" Rose couldn't help but laughed!

Several men's expressions changed and tangled, as if they couldn't meet Xiang on the toilet.

"Don't forget to bring something when you go to see a woman? Rose, tell me." Ning Yun asked.

"Nietzsche is a bastard. He said that when he goes to see a woman, don't forget to bring a whip. He is just a clown who has been hurt by a woman!" When it comes to Nietzsche, Rose was very angry!

"We are all waiting here, I will kill whoever speaks!" Ning Yun shook the lighter (gun).

As he said that, he pulled up the beautiful maid and walked into the bedroom.

Ning Yun finally understood why people always say that power is poison. Absolute power leads to absolute anything.

In the bedroom, the lights are so tempting...

The maid lay on the bed, her eyes hazy...

Skirt, well, Skirt Jun assures everyone that he should stay where he should stay.

Ning Yun took off his pants, then took off his pants...

Ning Yun pulled out the rubber band from his underwear and sat next to the maid: "I'm sorry, I've disappointed you, I don't have a whip!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The rubber band and the maid's buttocks are in close contact, and the rubber band shows that the body feels good!

The maid screams!

...

This is wrong. Ning Yun told himself that animals are worse than animals, and Schrödinger should be allowed to judge.

So Ning Yun turned off the lights, the room was pitch black, and no one knew what was going on again...

The few people outside, each stared at the bedroom door and raised his ears.

First, there were a few screams, pausing for a few seconds, and then there were screaming again!

Sometimes it's called this, sometimes it's called that, sometimes it's called this and the mix of that call...

Various fancy names are full of ears, endless, and unable to stop...

Rose thought Ning Yun was tickling the maid, tickling the trunks and soles of the feet, otherwise there wouldn't be so many calls!

Carl believed that Ning Yun was whipping with a whip, different severity and different parts, otherwise there would not be so many calls!

Rose's mother thought that Ning Yun was doing things about the master and the maid, just like the sketches I saw when I was a child. There were so many fancy styles that made so many names!

Crew A was very unhealthy and thought Ning Yun had a pain in fighting with the maid!

Crew B has a special hobby and thinks that Ning Yun was hurt by the maid!

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and Ning Yun walked out with a refreshed look. No one knew whether Ning Yun was the fastest man!

Several people looked into the bedroom door, and it was dark, and only the maid's breathing sound was heard.

No one knows whether the maid is on the bed, under the bed, lying down, legs apart, or doing planks, prisoner fitness...

The knock on the door sounded, Ning Yun opened the door, and the old maid came back with six or seven live chickens.

Give the chicken freedom!

Ning Yun’s righteous COS animal protection organization.

Ning Yun tied up the maid again.

The tied people looked at the chickens who were freely moving in the first class with envy.

Raising chickens and pigs in the villa is really not a Chinese patent that is scared of by poisoning.

Dangdangdang!

The knock on the door sounded again.

Then the door was pushed open and two crew members walked in: "Mr. Hawkley, you must immediately..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Ning Yun tied up two more people, and eliminated the maid who didn't know whether to enjoy or suffer in the bedroom. There were already eight people, and the living room became crowded.

Ning Yun moved the table and chairs to the wall, freed up the middle, let eight people sit four to four, and then looked at each other...

On the other side, in the main restaurant, the captain asked the first mate: "Have all the first class guests come?"

"Except Carl Hawkley and his fiancée."

"What's going on? Haven't arrived yet? Send someone to ask!"

"Yes, Captain, has been sent."

The fat Molly is Rose's friend and an enthusiastic person: "What's going on? I haven't come back yet after sending someone. Come and have a look with me."

So Ning Yun tied two more people, but the tie-up belt was not enough!

The captain was busy and comforted the first class passengers. He found that Carl Hockley had not arrived yet, so he decided to go and see it in person.

After all, Mr. Hawkley is an important figure and Rose is a nobleman.

"The situation is a bit wrong. Several people went there, but they didn't come back!" The first mate was worried and called the captain.

"I think it might be Mr. Hawkley and his fiancée who had a conflict," said Titanic designer Andrews.

"Why?" asked the captain.

"Well, it's private privacy."

"What are the personal privacy at this time!" the captain was angry.

"Mr. Hawkley's fiancée is closer to Jack Dawson." The designer was helpless.

"Anyway, you should be careful." said the eldest mate.

"Call a crew member, bring a gun, and go and see us." The captain ordered.

However, this is useless to Ning Yun, who always holds a lighter.

The captain, first mate, designer, and crew member F (F, there were five in front) all became prisoners.

Ning Yun, who was helpless, looked at the living room of the whole house and felt a headache.

Fortunately, there were no James Bond among the fifteen people, and no Jason Bourne.

At this time, the beautiful maid also got up, blushed and asked Ning Yun to tie him up.

The captain was still unwilling to give up: "You can't do this, the boat is about to sink, I want to arrange for passengers to board the life raft. What are you going to do? Are you crazy! Let me go!"

Molly's fat body was also struggling: "Damn Japanese bastard, do you think you can do whatever you want by defeating Russia! Let me go!"

Several people clamored!

Of course, I have never heard of Ning Yun and Maid.avi.

"Shut up, I'll beat him to death if anyone says he's going to make a sound! Damn, I've said it three times! The boat is going to sink, the Japanese are going to have a party, that's that simple!"

Now Ning Yun has two guns, and the captain has brought the one.

"Rose, if there is another newcomer in, you can give him popular science, 100 main god points. 15 people are already difficult to hell! Look how pitiful the chickens are, there is almost no place to settle down!" Ning Yun complained fiercely.

No one dares to speak.

Fifteen people were tied with their hands and feet, and they knelt and formed a circle. The eye contact between them was even busier than the New Year greetings!

Ning Yun pulled a table and placed it in the center of the circle.

On the table is a famous painting of Rose's collection. Monet's "Water Lily" has two lines of large characters written on the painting, deliberately covering it with cloth so that it cannot be seen.

I found Rose's cigarettes, took out three, put them upright on the table, which was a little unstable, soaked them with the saliva of the beautiful maid and stuck to the table.
Chapter completed!