Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Satisfied and sarcasm: "Mu Wanqing, have you revealed your true face, and you have nothing to say?! You are a shameless coquette, a shameless bitch, with an innocent face all day long. Pretend to be pitiful here, weak there, who are you disgusting?! I have seen shameless and wicked women, but I have never seen such a shameless and wicked woman like you. It is simply too corrupt to the social atmosphere , Hurry up and get out. Don't sit here and pollute our site."

Seeing that Mu Wanqing was just sitting there, Aunt Zou couldn't help being furious, and rushed forward to kick her.

but--

Before kicking her legs out, she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind attacking her fiercely.

She hadn't figured out what was going on, but felt that she was kicked out by a strong force. After a day of intense spinning, she fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone, the moment Yang Mifan appeared, saw the black miasma entwined around his body, just like Satan who had just been reborn from hell, they couldn't help taking a breath and shaking their heads.

Admire Fan's handsome face, covered with a thick layer of icy slag, except for the coldness, there is no trace of expression.

He pursed his thin lips, step by step with a strong aura and captivating, and walked lazily to the side of Mrs. Zou, who was stunned by fright, raised his long, strong legs, and stomped on her mercilessly. chest, and then forcefully, fiercely, and firmly crushed and crushed.

Aunt Zou howled in pain.

Admire Fan's deep black eyes, like a sharp sword, shooting out a creepy cold light, he stared coldly at Sister Zou, who wrinkled her fat face into a ball in pain, with sharp thin lips, lightly Start lightly: "I'll give you three seconds to kowtow and repent, otherwise...you will die here tonight."

The voice is not high, low, faint, superficial, very elegant, very mellow, just like the low and magnetic buzzing of the last strings of a cello.But it gave everyone present the illusion of falling into hell in an instant. The piercing cold wind, like a thousand-foot-thousand-foot wave, roared over the sky and covered the earth, and beat them out of their bodies...

As for Mrs. Zou, who was trampled on by Admiration Fan, she felt that her chest was about to shatter, and her bones ached terribly.

She frowned, staring straight at the murderous Yang Mufan, with a hoarse and trembling voice, trembling in the final dying struggle: "Yang Mufan, what do you want to do?! Let me tell you, don't mess around Oh, this is our territory, don't try to act arrogantly here..." Wild.

However, without allowing her to finish speaking, Yang Mufan stomped on her whole foot secretly, "Pfft", Mrs. Zou spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

"Your territory?!" Yang Mufan pursed his lips into a straight line, faintly pulled at both ends obliquely, and let out an evil smirk, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the chill was on his exquisite face Scattered, "So what?! I want you to die at three o'clock, but you still won't survive three o'clock and one second. Don't repent, right?! You can—"

After finishing speaking, a playful smile bloomed at the corner of Admire Fan's mouth extremely slowly and strangely.

At the scene, after a moment of silence, there was a deafening scream, and Mrs. Zou was trampled to death on the spot...