Chapter 91 Punishment

The black mask on his head was suddenly torn off.

The dazzling white light makes the eyes in the dark feel a little painful.

Christian Ritchie blinked hard, and the blurred vision gradually became clear.

The white light came from a table lamp and was placed on a dirty table. The lampshade was removed and the lamp head was raised high, so that the light hit his face without covering it, so that he could only faintly see many people standing around him, and the malice on his body was as obvious as the darkness around the lamp.

The floor under my feet is a little shaky, and the sound of the waves can be faintly seen.

This is on the boat!

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Do you know who I am! I'm Christian Ritchie! My father is Guderian Richie, the president of the Australian Mage Association, and my uncle is the president of the American Mage Association and the president of the American Mage Association. If you dare to hurt me, they will never let you go!"

He already knew that these people were not sent by his father or mother to save him.

When the masked group rushed in and hit people with a fierce popularity, he really thought that his parents had sent him to save him. He shouted excitedly and shouted to kill all the bastards until the two masked men rushed up and dragged him away rudely. This kind of behavior made Mr. Richie very dissatisfied, so he scolded the two ignorant guys for a few words. This is not a rescue. At least he should be released from his bondage. He immediately exchanged these two blows for a heavy punch on his stomach. At that time, his whole body was beaten into a shrimp, and his nose and tears flowed out. The beating guy threatened in a low voice, "If you scream again, I will break the middle leg!" Another masked man beside him immediately scolded, "Don't talk!" The hit guy immediately stopped saying anything.

Both of them speak English, but a quite authentic London accent. Christian Ritchie went to the British College of Magic for further study and lived in London for three years. He was deeply impressed by this accent, which is very different from American English. The brief conversation between the two made Christian Ritchie immediately pay attention. He and Rebecca Morucci were quickly towed into a van with a black mask on their heads. Only then did he realize that these robbers did not necessarily have any good intentions. This consciousness made him fall into an inability to extricate himself from fear, which was also caught by the Chinese Association of Mage. The Association of Mage is an official organization. After clarifying his identity, he can only act in accordance with the rules of the association. With his ability to back the mountain behind him, the only result of the process according to the rules and regulations is that he is innocent, which is clear about this. He That's why he is extremely arrogant in the Mage Association. But now, it's different to fall into the hands of this group of guys whose identities are not clear. Unknown is the biggest fear.

So whenever he had the opportunity, he loudly reported his identity, his backer, and let these hidden guys know that they were not easy to mess with!

The head of the table lamp was pressed down, and a vague-faced person sat down in the darkness opposite the table, and the light empty/sound sounded.

"Christian Richie, 31 years old and unmarried, is engaged to Miss Elian Bea of the Bea family in France. This is the youngest daughter of Gerard, the patriarch of the Bea family, who has always been the most precious. However, they may not know that you already have three lovers. One of them, a girl named Trinity, has even given birth to two children for you. She is currently living in Toronto, Canada, and the other one in New York and the other in Buenos Aires. You like to drink tea, suck magic powder, go to nightclubs, and your average score is C when you study at the Oak Rattan Magic School in England. Thanks to your mother's appearance, you can graduate by the way. The purpose of coming to China this time is to negotiate with the group of girls who were robbed by Yong Bowen. It was ordered by your Australian Association of Mage to the South American Snake Gang. Your father thought it was just a simple diplomatic negotiation. As long as it was handled properly, it was easy to get those girls back, so he sent you here to gild it. Add points to the association's record. Unfortunately, your father obviously underestimated your arrogance and incompetence. He actually arrogantly took a few senior mages to grab goods from other people's lands. I think President Richie must be having a headache about how to save you now. Your mother, who has always loved you, may have called her brother in New York and cried. Your uncle actually hates you very much, but his mother, who has always loved you very much, will definitely find a way to rescue you. Am I right?

Although this person speaks English, he is rigid and vaguely with a little German accent, which is completely different from the pure London accent of the previous two people. However, Christian already has a preconceived idea and only thinks that this is a clumsy cover-up of the other party.

Christian Ritchie moved his buttocks uneasily and sat on the already bad chair under him. "What do you want to do?"

"Tell me, why do you buy so many girls? Recently, a member club has been opened under the name of your association, which only accepts applications from members above the Blue Emblem of the Mage Association. Where did the goblins in it come from!"

The man threw a large pile of photos on the table.

When throwing the photo, his right hand inadvertently fell into the range of the light. The ring on his index finger flashed slightly in the light, and the man immediately withdrew his hand alertly. But Christian had seen the appearance of the ring. He was so nervous that his heart thumped, pretending that his attention was all attracted by the photos on the table.

The photos are full of women wearing revealing stroking postures, which look like the promotional brochure of a nightclub lady. It's just that these women without exception have some inhuman characteristics, such as wings on their backs, horns on their heads, buttocks behind their buttocks, and so on.

"I don't know!" Christian swallowed his saliva and denied it with difficulty.

This sentence was exchanged for a heavy punch.

The punch hit directly in the center of his face, beating his whole body out of balance. He fell to the ground with a chair. His whole face was numb and unconscious. He could only feel the salty and fishy warmth** flowing through his lips into his mouth. "The bridge of his nose must have been broken!" He thought vaguely and shook his head hard to shake away the Venus and the darkness in front of him.

Immediately, he was roughly dragged up and sat down again. A cold big hand pressed his head on the table.

The light on the table moved to the side, and a white figure was pressed on the other side of the table.

That's Rebecca Morucci. She was stripped naked, and her head was pressed on the table, but there was a dark shadow standing behind her, struggling to shake her body and making a clear crackling sound.

Christian was shocked and angry. Before the sexy female mage had time to go to bed and have fun, she was raped in front of him.

What do these guys want to do?

"This picture will be taken and uploaded to the Internet for everyone to download!"

The light emptiness/sound sounded again.

Christian suddenly felt that his lower body was cold, and his trousers were pulled down. He was dragged along the table and lay side by side with Rebecca. His already numb cheeks were rubbed hot and painful by the rough table, probably losing a layer of skin.

Now their faces are close to each other, breathing and hearing each other, Christian can clearly see Rebecca's painful and twisted face, and even rolled his eyes because of the too strong impact. However, he didn't have time to observe more carefully. He could feel a cold and rough big hand falling on his buttocks and caressing maliciously. He couldn't help shouting, "What are you going to do?"

"The skin of Mr. Rich's skin is really good. It's not worse than Mage Morucci, and it's even more delicate. I hope your back is also tighter than Mage Morucci. It's a pity that the back of Master Moruqi has been budned and a little loose. It really makes the brothers not have much fun!"

"No, no, I said, I said!"

Christian's original determination to be brave was instantly defeated and shouted crazily.

"Those girls are goods exchanged with Gru. They have channels to get the goblins of the demon world, but they only exchange them with girls. The goblins in the club are all taught by Gru for us! Although this club is placed in our place, it is actually opened by my uncle in partnership with others. In addition to goblins, there are also ghosts and demons... As long as you want to play, you can have it! However, the guests always play too much, so the loss is very large. We want to change more at one time, so we ordered this batch of goods from the Snake Gang!"

"Gluism? How did they get the goblins?

"I don't know! Ah, no, no, I really don't know. This is their secret, but I heard that they seem to have something to do with Russia. It was opened by someone under the Russian Mage Association. They want the woman's soul to refine something. This is from alchemy.

"Russian Association? It's really thanks to you that you can pull it up. If they need women, won't they do it by themselves? They don't need to make such a big circle and go through so many hands? It seems that Mr. Richie wants to have a good time.

"No, I've said everything I know! Ah..."