Hello, my devil!

Chapter 249 Leng Yuyang got into a fight
Ou Yinchen shed tears while kissing her,

He kept biting her lip and trembling.

But he was getting weaker and weaker, at this moment.On the opposite side, Lu Mao, who was beaten and covered in blood, struggled to crawl over.He slapped Ou Yinchen hard on the head.

Ou Yinchen's whole body suddenly seemed to be broken into pieces, and he started to tremble violently.

Bloody red blood dripped thickly from his head again.

It flowed from the corners of his eyes like tears of blood.

Leng Yuyang just watched Ou Yinchen fall like this, with no wave in his eyes.

Here, although Ou Yinchen wanted to hold on and hold her, it was too painful and too tired. The severe pain eroded his whole body, making him miserable.My head felt like it was being twisted by thousands of disgusting blood-sucking insects, and my whole head was numb.

It made him dizzy, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he let go of her body and fell to the ground with a thud.

Leng Yuyang, who was in the distance, watched this scene coldly. Finally, he held an umbrella and walked towards the group of people nobly.Don't be impatient, don't be hasty.

Like a real nobleman, like Achilles in Greek mythology.So solemn, sacred and majestic.

As gods cannot be blasphemed.

He came to Lu Mao's side, squatted down gently, pinched his wrist with one hand, and cracked it, as if squeezing a small ant to death, causing Lu Mao to break the hand that hit Ou Yinchen.

The sound of rain suddenly began to be mixed with the heart-rending cry of the green fur,
But Leng Yuyang was as indifferent as a spectator.His face was cold and expressionless.

He just gently took out his handkerchief and gently wiped his dirty hands.So more than enough.

Then he came to Huang Mao's edge again.Slowly approaching him, as if death was coming, he looked at Huang Mao condescendingly, as if he were a tiny creature like a mayfly and an ant.Look at Huang Mao shrinking.

"Did you hit her just now?" The cold voice sounded like it came from the thousand-year-old ice abyss.He pointed at Ye Xiaowei.

"Yes, so what!" Huang Mao said stiffly.

Leng Yuyang's eyes were cold. He nodded slightly, pinched Huang Mao's throat as if he was trying to kill an ant, and lowered his eyelids.The voice was calm: "Do you believe in God?"

"I don't believe it!" Huang Mao struggled, but his voice changed due to fear.

"But I believe it." Leng Yuyang slowly tightened his throat, making his face turn purple and making it difficult to breathe.He continued with his magnetic and magical voice: "They say that the world created by God must be fair. If someone makes a mistake, he should pay the price, be it a broken hand or a broken foot." .If someone makes a mistake and cannot pay the price, who can believe in the glory of God?”

That way, he was like a god sent from heaven to uphold justice.The cold face is as indestructible as a god.But there was clearly ice blue flame in those cold eyes.Burning so hotly.

After saying that, he used his other hand to punch Huang Mao in the stomach hard, and kept punching him in the stomach with short fists one after another.He was beaten until his hair was yellow and bloody.My intestines were almost punched out.

The force was so great that the blood splattered from his abdomen several times was stained on Leng Yuyang's white face.But Leng Yuyang still had a cold face, it was none of his business.No expression at all.

The rest of the people were stunned. No. [-], while listening to Huang Mao's heart-rending screams like a slaughtered pig, and looking at the bloody appearance, finally couldn't bear to say: "Young Master Leng, stop it. If the fighting continues, someone will be killed."

(End of this chapter)