He Xiaoyue confessed from the organization of the assassination operation to the purpose, and finally said the names and addresses of several people, saying that they were secret personnel of the Military Control Commission in Changchun that she knew.
Hua Jianxiong had never heard of the names of those people. Maybe it was made up, right? Hua Jianxiong was a little suspicious of the authenticity of these names, but maybe they were outsiders of the Military Control Commission, so they should not be related to her, right? Hua Jianxiong thought of Yan Yu, who was far away in Changchun, and his brows frowned gently.
Wu Sibao was still tossing and questioning He Xiaoyue on the tiger bench, and threatening him with a red soldering iron, trying to find the flaws from He Xiaoyue's expression and answers. Another guest recorder thug was also holding a pen and quickly recording everything He Xiaoyue said.
Hua Jianxiong returned to his seat and sucked a cigarette, leisurely watching He Xiaoyue's wonderful performance, thinking about how to prevent others from knowing him and obtaining materials about He Xiaoyue's true identity.
Wu Sibao struggled around the tiger bench for a long time, and finally walked to Hua Jianxiong and said: I didn’t find any flaws. Should I try again when I sit down?
Hua Jianxiong shook his head and laughed. What she said should be the truth. Is there still fewer people in Chongqing who assassinated us in recent years?
Wu Sibao smiled and replied: "I am very optimistic. Actually, when I heard that the negotiating ambassador was killed, I thought in my heart that it was done by someone from the Military Control Commission.
Hua Jianxiong nodded and said: Now we can hand in the old man, but...
Hua Jianxiong looked at He Xiaoyue on the tiger bench with his head hanging on his chest, and lowered his voice to Wu Sibao who was stretching his head: She probably didn't confess all the secret personnel of the Military Control Commission in Changchun.
Wu Sibao nodded after hearing this: It is very likely that the meaning of sitting in the seat is to continue to question?
Hua Jianxiong laughed and said: Thank you for your hard work tonight, so you can enjoy that woman. I will go to the trial alone in a while.
Wu Sibao immediately smiled lewdly and said: "You should be the first one to be...
Hua Jianxiong shook his head and patted Wu Sibao on the shoulder and said with a smile: Why are you still polite? You're done and leave later. I have time. After that, I sat on the chair and smoked.
Wu Sibao looked back at He Xiaoyue tied on the tiger bench and shouted loudly to his subordinates: Brothers, get this girl down and have fun... The thugs immediately started to act with a lewd smile when they heard this.
Hua Jianxiong looked at it, and the panic in Kitajima Jing's eyes, who was pseudonym He Xiaoyue, made him feel very comfortable.
This Japanese bitch probably fantasized about the people from the military police headquarters coming to rescue her in time? Hua Jianxiong saw Wu Sibao and the thugs with great efficiency and removed Kitajima Jing from the tiger bench, his wrist was tied behind him, and his pale and beautiful face was pressed down on the torture bed.
Wu Sibao smiled and pulled down Kitajima Jing's wet black long skirt and threw it aside. The thugs were not idle either. They all reached out to squeeze and rub Kitajima Jing's breasts with purple wounds. Kitajima Jing couldn't help but moan in pain, but she didn't struggle or resist at all.
Then the almost transparent white silk underwear that was wet by water was also taken off by Wu Sibao. Wu Sibao admired and played with Kitajima Jing's vagina with sparse pubic hair, then spread her legs, took out her already hard penis, and suddenly inserted it into Kitajima Jing's body.
Kitajima opened his mouth and let out a terrible scream
At this time, a thug could no longer help but desire, jumped onto the torture bed, knelt on the left and right of Kitajima Jing's head, and pinched her mouth with her hands and stuffed her smelly penis in...
Hua Jianxiong watched Wu Sibao and the thugs gang-raped them, wearing white stockings and black round-mouthed thin-belt cloth shoes
In the slightest, Wu Sibao thrust hard, and the slightest eyes closed, frowned. Because her mouth was also raped by a thug, she could only make painful whimpers, and her round and plump breasts with purple wounds were also shaken by the violent rape.
Soon the thug who was squatting on Kitashima Jing's head ejaculated, making Kitashima Jing's mouth full of
At this time, Wu Sibao turned Kitajima Jing over and forced her to kneel on the torture bed. Since her hands were tied behind her, she could only lean over and hold her beautiful round buttocks, pressing her shoulders and head on the torture bed.
Wu Sibao stepped forward and entered Kitajima Jing's tight vagina again from behind, and started thrusting hard
Another thug also walked across from Wu Sibao, grabbed Kitashima Jing's hair with one hand, and lifted her face to her crotch. The severe pain on her scalp made Kitashima open her mouth and scream. The thug took the opportunity to stuff his penis into Kitashima Jing's small mouth full of semen. Woo Kitashima Jing let out a painful cry, and tears also burst out.
Wu Sibao accelerated to thrust his lower body. At the moment of ejaculation, he slapped Kijima Jing's butt hard, leaving red marks on her snow-white butt.
When Wu Sibao left Beidaojing's body, another thug who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed up, spit out a little saliva and rubbed it on the glans, then bent down and pressed it on Beidaojing's anus. Ah Beidaojing struggled and screamed.
Wu Sibao was already dressed neatly at this time. When he heard the scream of Bei Daojing, he looked back and smiled and scolded: Zeng Laoliu, you fucking like walking on dry roads, making you cry and howl.
As he said that, he walked to Hua Jianxiong and smiled and said: "Saturday, this girl tastes good."
Hua Jianxiong smiled and said: You guy has been working for a long time, and this is all the only sentence? Wu Sibao smiled embarrassedly when he heard this. He didn't know what to say. When he turned around, he was only Zeng Laoliu who was still working hard. He couldn't help but scold: Grandma, hurry up, do you want to sit here and watch all night?
Zeng Laoliu immediately started to thrust hard when he heard this. Kitashima Jing had been gang raped so much that her whole body was weak and her mind was blurred. Her anus was bleeding as the penis came in and out.
After a while, Zeng Laoliu finally roared and shot the semen deep in the anus of Kitajima Jing.
When Wu Sibao and others left, according to Hua Jianxiong's intention, Bei Dao Jing was suspended in a large shape and fixed it on the door-shaped punishment frame.
After Wu Sibao and others left, Hua Jianxiong grabbed Kitajima Jing's hair, causing her head to lower her chest to tilt up.
After being gang raped, Kitajima Shizuki gasped weakly and said: I told you everything I know, please let me go. Seeing the semen remaining in the corner of Kitajima Shizuki's mouth, Hua Jianxiong smiled and said: Are you the people from the Gendarmerie Command suddenly appearing here?
Kitajima Shizuki suddenly opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak when he heard this.
After a while, he said: You...you are...
Hua Jianxiong let go of his hand holding his hair, gently stroked Kitajima Jing's tender breasts when he heard this, and said: It doesn't matter who I am, but I know who you are.
As he said that, he rubbed Kitajima Jingyinghong's nipples with his fingers
What do you want? Kitashima asked gritted his teeth
Hua Jianxiong turned around and picked up a red-burned soldering iron to the front of the torture rack, and put the soldering iron close to Kitajima Jing with his wounded left breast. Kitajima Jing struggled.
I want you to write a confession, the content is very simple, it is about your true identity. Kitajima Jing shook her head and said: I don’t have any real identity, I have said everything I know.
Hua Jianxiong sneered and pressed the soldering iron on Kitajima's left breast nipple
With this, the smell of burning flesh spread with white smoke. Kitajima-Jing screamed in pain. Hua Jianxiong slowly pressed the soldering iron hard, and he could feel the elasticity of his breasts from the handle of the soldering iron.
Seeing Kitashima Jing's screams weakly, Hua Jianxiong loosened the iron. Kitashima Jing's originally rosy nipples and dizziness and the white skin around him had become charred.
Looking at Kitashima Jing who was gasping for breath, Hua Jianxiong said: How? Have you remembered something?
Kitajima Shi shook his head in pain and begged in a low voice: I really said everything, please spare me...
Hua Jianxiong sighed and sold the still scorching iron on Kitajima's right rib
Ah
Kitajima Shizuki's screams of change sounded again
Hua Jianxiong had never heard of the names of those people. Maybe it was made up, right? Hua Jianxiong was a little suspicious of the authenticity of these names, but maybe they were outsiders of the Military Control Commission, so they should not be related to her, right? Hua Jianxiong thought of Yan Yu, who was far away in Changchun, and his brows frowned gently.
Wu Sibao was still tossing and questioning He Xiaoyue on the tiger bench, and threatening him with a red soldering iron, trying to find the flaws from He Xiaoyue's expression and answers. Another guest recorder thug was also holding a pen and quickly recording everything He Xiaoyue said.
Hua Jianxiong returned to his seat and sucked a cigarette, leisurely watching He Xiaoyue's wonderful performance, thinking about how to prevent others from knowing him and obtaining materials about He Xiaoyue's true identity.
Wu Sibao struggled around the tiger bench for a long time, and finally walked to Hua Jianxiong and said: I didn’t find any flaws. Should I try again when I sit down?
Hua Jianxiong shook his head and laughed. What she said should be the truth. Is there still fewer people in Chongqing who assassinated us in recent years?
Wu Sibao smiled and replied: "I am very optimistic. Actually, when I heard that the negotiating ambassador was killed, I thought in my heart that it was done by someone from the Military Control Commission.
Hua Jianxiong nodded and said: Now we can hand in the old man, but...
Hua Jianxiong looked at He Xiaoyue on the tiger bench with his head hanging on his chest, and lowered his voice to Wu Sibao who was stretching his head: She probably didn't confess all the secret personnel of the Military Control Commission in Changchun.
Wu Sibao nodded after hearing this: It is very likely that the meaning of sitting in the seat is to continue to question?
Hua Jianxiong laughed and said: Thank you for your hard work tonight, so you can enjoy that woman. I will go to the trial alone in a while.
Wu Sibao immediately smiled lewdly and said: "You should be the first one to be...
Hua Jianxiong shook his head and patted Wu Sibao on the shoulder and said with a smile: Why are you still polite? You're done and leave later. I have time. After that, I sat on the chair and smoked.
Wu Sibao looked back at He Xiaoyue tied on the tiger bench and shouted loudly to his subordinates: Brothers, get this girl down and have fun... The thugs immediately started to act with a lewd smile when they heard this.
Hua Jianxiong looked at it, and the panic in Kitajima Jing's eyes, who was pseudonym He Xiaoyue, made him feel very comfortable.
This Japanese bitch probably fantasized about the people from the military police headquarters coming to rescue her in time? Hua Jianxiong saw Wu Sibao and the thugs with great efficiency and removed Kitajima Jing from the tiger bench, his wrist was tied behind him, and his pale and beautiful face was pressed down on the torture bed.
Wu Sibao smiled and pulled down Kitajima Jing's wet black long skirt and threw it aside. The thugs were not idle either. They all reached out to squeeze and rub Kitajima Jing's breasts with purple wounds. Kitajima Jing couldn't help but moan in pain, but she didn't struggle or resist at all.
Then the almost transparent white silk underwear that was wet by water was also taken off by Wu Sibao. Wu Sibao admired and played with Kitajima Jing's vagina with sparse pubic hair, then spread her legs, took out her already hard penis, and suddenly inserted it into Kitajima Jing's body.
Kitajima opened his mouth and let out a terrible scream
At this time, a thug could no longer help but desire, jumped onto the torture bed, knelt on the left and right of Kitajima Jing's head, and pinched her mouth with her hands and stuffed her smelly penis in...
Hua Jianxiong watched Wu Sibao and the thugs gang-raped them, wearing white stockings and black round-mouthed thin-belt cloth shoes
In the slightest, Wu Sibao thrust hard, and the slightest eyes closed, frowned. Because her mouth was also raped by a thug, she could only make painful whimpers, and her round and plump breasts with purple wounds were also shaken by the violent rape.
Soon the thug who was squatting on Kitashima Jing's head ejaculated, making Kitashima Jing's mouth full of
At this time, Wu Sibao turned Kitajima Jing over and forced her to kneel on the torture bed. Since her hands were tied behind her, she could only lean over and hold her beautiful round buttocks, pressing her shoulders and head on the torture bed.
Wu Sibao stepped forward and entered Kitajima Jing's tight vagina again from behind, and started thrusting hard
Another thug also walked across from Wu Sibao, grabbed Kitashima Jing's hair with one hand, and lifted her face to her crotch. The severe pain on her scalp made Kitashima open her mouth and scream. The thug took the opportunity to stuff his penis into Kitashima Jing's small mouth full of semen. Woo Kitashima Jing let out a painful cry, and tears also burst out.
Wu Sibao accelerated to thrust his lower body. At the moment of ejaculation, he slapped Kijima Jing's butt hard, leaving red marks on her snow-white butt.
When Wu Sibao left Beidaojing's body, another thug who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed up, spit out a little saliva and rubbed it on the glans, then bent down and pressed it on Beidaojing's anus. Ah Beidaojing struggled and screamed.
Wu Sibao was already dressed neatly at this time. When he heard the scream of Bei Daojing, he looked back and smiled and scolded: Zeng Laoliu, you fucking like walking on dry roads, making you cry and howl.
As he said that, he walked to Hua Jianxiong and smiled and said: "Saturday, this girl tastes good."
Hua Jianxiong smiled and said: You guy has been working for a long time, and this is all the only sentence? Wu Sibao smiled embarrassedly when he heard this. He didn't know what to say. When he turned around, he was only Zeng Laoliu who was still working hard. He couldn't help but scold: Grandma, hurry up, do you want to sit here and watch all night?
Zeng Laoliu immediately started to thrust hard when he heard this. Kitashima Jing had been gang raped so much that her whole body was weak and her mind was blurred. Her anus was bleeding as the penis came in and out.
After a while, Zeng Laoliu finally roared and shot the semen deep in the anus of Kitajima Jing.
When Wu Sibao and others left, according to Hua Jianxiong's intention, Bei Dao Jing was suspended in a large shape and fixed it on the door-shaped punishment frame.
After Wu Sibao and others left, Hua Jianxiong grabbed Kitajima Jing's hair, causing her head to lower her chest to tilt up.
After being gang raped, Kitajima Shizuki gasped weakly and said: I told you everything I know, please let me go. Seeing the semen remaining in the corner of Kitajima Shizuki's mouth, Hua Jianxiong smiled and said: Are you the people from the Gendarmerie Command suddenly appearing here?
Kitajima Shizuki suddenly opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak when he heard this.
After a while, he said: You...you are...
Hua Jianxiong let go of his hand holding his hair, gently stroked Kitajima Jing's tender breasts when he heard this, and said: It doesn't matter who I am, but I know who you are.
As he said that, he rubbed Kitajima Jingyinghong's nipples with his fingers
What do you want? Kitashima asked gritted his teeth
Hua Jianxiong turned around and picked up a red-burned soldering iron to the front of the torture rack, and put the soldering iron close to Kitajima Jing with his wounded left breast. Kitajima Jing struggled.
I want you to write a confession, the content is very simple, it is about your true identity. Kitajima Jing shook her head and said: I don’t have any real identity, I have said everything I know.
Hua Jianxiong sneered and pressed the soldering iron on Kitajima's left breast nipple
With this, the smell of burning flesh spread with white smoke. Kitajima-Jing screamed in pain. Hua Jianxiong slowly pressed the soldering iron hard, and he could feel the elasticity of his breasts from the handle of the soldering iron.
Seeing Kitashima Jing's screams weakly, Hua Jianxiong loosened the iron. Kitashima Jing's originally rosy nipples and dizziness and the white skin around him had become charred.
Looking at Kitashima Jing who was gasping for breath, Hua Jianxiong said: How? Have you remembered something?
Kitajima Shi shook his head in pain and begged in a low voice: I really said everything, please spare me...
Hua Jianxiong sighed and sold the still scorching iron on Kitajima's right rib
Ah
Kitajima Shizuki's screams of change sounded again
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