The runaway wife of the president of the empire

This heavy elbow just hit Lin Siquan in the face, he was a little dazed, he avoided the opponent's fierce high sweep, but was kicked down on the ring by the lower kick.

"What's going on? What's going on here?" Mu Yiyi screamed in fright as he looked at the picture on the screen and the familiar figure who fell on the stage and stood up shaking again.

Han Zhenyu didn't answer her question, just sat on the sofa and said with a sneer: "I gave him medicine, but he can still survive until now. This third young master is really not easy. Girl, you can imagine that he will get it for you. Back to your father's ashes, black market boxing?"

"Black Market Boxing?" Mu Yiyi was distracted, and his slender body shook.

Black market boxing, non-stop! [

She couldn't imagine how cold-blooded a man Han Zhenyu was, nor could she imagine that this man was once her dream.

"How is it? Is it exciting? That boxer is the Muay Thai 'golden belt' that I hired with a lot of money. It's very powerful. A whip kick can sweep away a steel column several centimeters thick! Girl, guess the three who were drugged How long can you last?"

Mu Yiyi stared at the screen in horror, watching that handsome and handsome man with blood on his face resisting the opponent's almost desperate attack.

If he hadn't been drugged, how could he have dull eyes, soft feet, and no power to fight back?

"Why did you do that to him? Why?" She just wanted to get back her father's ashes, but ended up killing the third young master who had saved her.

"In the arena of a black market boxing match, one minute can determine a person's life or death. Inside is a life meat grinder, with no rules and unlimited fighting." Han Zhenyu ignored the fighting on the screen, got up and walked to the wine cabinet to give himself Poured a glass of red wine and savored it slowly.

"What exactly do you want?" Mu Yiyi was completely devastated and almost collapsed.

Han Zhenyu walked up to Mu Yiyi with a low smile, and whispered in her ear, "Don't you know what I want? That's how Lei Yufeng got you back then, right?"

Mu Yiyi was slightly taken aback, looking at Lin Siquan who was covered in blood on the stage, tears fell down his cheeks like broken beads.

"Girl, if you want to save him, then please beg me. As long as you beg me, will I not agree to you? Then, you slowly fell in love with me just like you fell in love with Lei Yufeng. Didn't you do it for Did I just go to provoke Lei Yufeng?" Han Zhenyu threw the wine glass, wrapped his arms around Mu Yiyi's cold and trembling body, put it next to her ear, and coaxed with an extremely gentle voice, "Did I copy this? scenes, we can re-interpret our own lives?"

"Lei Yufeng is different from you. He will never hurt someone who is sincerely good to me!" Mu Yiyi turned her face away, looking at the man she once loved with her life with tears in her eyes.

For 11 years, she had dreamed for him for 11 years.

This dream changed the trajectory of her life. Up to now, it has become a kind of punishment, trying to break her bottom line!

She really didn't understand, what was his heart made of?

How could he think of such a despicable and shameless act?How can he do it?

"Really? Did I treat you badly? Didn't he hurt me?" Han Zhenyu wiped the tears off her face with his fingers.