Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

Chu Yichen waved his hand and slowly walked toward the two people lying on the ground. Following his slow footsteps, there was a 'Thump' sound.    

It was as if a sound had entered his soul.    

It was so terrifying, so long.    

Their hearts tightened, and fear occupied their entire bodies and minds.    

The rumored Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Central Prefecture was ruthless and merciless.    

"Third, Third Master."    

The bloody voice of the man on the ground was trembling. He no longer had the unyielding attitude from before. "I, we siblings really don't know anything."    

"Heh..."    

Chu Yichen sneered. His long and narrow eyes were dyed with a demonic light. "You don't know anything. Hmm? "    

His slender body stood in front of the two of them. He took a step forward and stepped on the chair. He leaned forward slightly and soon someone handed him a pair of white gloves.    

Chu Yichen slowly put on the gloves.    

Every movement he made was extremely slow, like slow movements.    

However, every movement of his was filled with an endless sense of oppression, causing the already terrifying prison to become even more terrifying, causing the pressure to be lowered.    

"Yes, we don't know."    

The man gritted his teeth and hurriedly said, "Let us go."    

"Let us go?" Chu Yichen seemed to have heard a huge joke. He bent down and pinched the man's bloody wound. His expression was still calm, "I want to know whether your bones are hard or my means are harder."    

His thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was slow.    

"Ah!" Following his movements, the man let out a miserable cry.    

A trace of disdain flashed in Chu Yichen's eyes. "Does it hurt? This is only the beginning."    

Immediately after, he exerted force and fiercely broke the man's arm into a strange shape. As he did so, the sound of bones cracking could be faintly heard.    

The man's entire body was trembling from the pain, and his voice was hoarse.    

He stared at Chu Yichen with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at a devil.    

"I, I... I will speak, me will speak!" Fear had taken over the man's body and mind. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of Chu Yichen's terrifying means!    

"I don't need you to know, because..."    

Chu Yichen stomped on the man's lower back. The man screamed in pain again, causing the prisoners to sweat.    

They couldn't help but be afraid of Third Master's means.    

However, Chu Yichen's eyes were calm and his voice was indifferent. It was as if he was discussing the weather. "I don't have patience, but you have challenged my bottom line."    

"I will make a move, I will make a move. Is that not enough?"    

The pain in the man's body could no longer be compared to the fear in his heart.    

Chu Yichen smiled and said, "It's too late, I don't need you to do it anymore!" After saying that, he left the man's back and slowly sat down with his legs open.    

Just as the man faintly breathed a sigh of relief,    

Chu Yichen waved his hand and followed his actions. Soon, people nodded and left.    

Such a simple action made the two men on the ground tremble. The woman was so scared that she almost lost half of her soul.    

"Third, Third Master... I, I know I was wrong. Please, spare me and big brother." The woman tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart. Her charming eyes seemed to be electrifying.    

She knew that she was in a sorry state right now.    

But at the same time, she also knew that her body had an absolute advantage.    

It was the face of an angel, the body of a devil.    

As long as it was a man, he would always be impulsive.    

The woman's voice could not help but have a bit of charm, "As long as you let me go, I will be at your disposal, what do you say?" Her red lips parted slightly, forming a seductive posture...    

Her proud chest was slightly raised, and that extreme scenery appeared especially eye-catching.    

She had great confidence in herself. A man would die under her pomegranate skirt sooner or later, and the Third Master in front of her was no exception!    

A trace of bloodthirsty excitement flashed across the corners of the woman's mouth.