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Chapter 1145 Green Hat Collection

Luo Sulan's knees softened and she knelt on the ground. The wounds on her knees that had scabbed open again, and she groaned in pain.

After the initial panic passed, the pain in Luo Sulan's body made her slowly regain some sanity.

Luo Sulan is not a person with any sense of shame. If she had a little bit of shame, she would not have hooked up with He Zhiyong when Mu Chaochao's father was still alive.

She grabbed He Zhiyong's crutch and pulled it hard.

He Zhiyong was seriously injured at first, but now he was able to stand up just now. After beating someone and exercising for a while, his body strength was almost exhausted.

Luo Sulan tugged, but he couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Luo Sulan roared: "Why is my old lady stealing people? I stealing people is not because you are useless. You are looking for girls outside behind my back. You molested women on the subway. Don't think that I don't know. You are an idiot!" What a good thing? Besides... you still have the face to say, bah, you are just a pewter with a silver gun, useless waste, and you have the nerve to blame me for stealing people... If you don't steal people and count on you, my mother is waiting to be raped dead?"

Luo Sulan's tough words made the onlookers really couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, He Zhiyong was furious, he wished he could go up and strangle Luo Sulan to death.

A man's self-esteem was severely impacted, and everyone looked at him. He Zhiyong felt that they were all laughing at him, despising him, and looking at him with strange eyes.

But at this moment, He Zhiyong felt that his lower body was in more pain, and he trembled from the pain.

He Zhiyong pointed at Luo Sulan: "Bitch... Bitch... Bitch... Shameless bastard... I really regret it..."

Luo Sulan snorted: "Heh...you regret it, this old lady regrets marrying such a softie like you!"

Nurses and doctors ran over and pushed through the crowd.

A nurse said: "Well... don't stimulate him anymore, he himself... was injured there, and I'm afraid it will be destroyed in the future. It's not good for you to stimulate like this..."

Who would have thought that Luo Sulan said with contempt on her face: "It's like an embroidery needle, what difference does it make if you use it or not?"

Everyone laughed.

He Zhiyong yelled violently: "Luo Sulan..."

Luo Sulan continued to sarcastically: "If the embroidery needle gets stuck in the flesh, it can still hurt you, how about you? You fucking don't even hurt, you're a softie... waste... just like you, my mother will follow Are you a widow?"

"Bitch, I'll strangle you..."

He Zhiyong suddenly pounced on Luo Sulan with the strength he didn't know where, and grabbed her neck with both hands.

He Zhiyong seemed to be going crazy, and Luo Sulan must be mad at death.

Nurses and doctors hurried forward to pull He Zhiyong.

It took a lot of effort to pull He Zhiyong away.

Luo Sulan coughed on the ground.

He Zhiyong struggled and shouted: "Bitch...cousin...I'll kill you sooner or later, I'll kill you..."

At this moment, He Zhiyong's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious.

Luo Sulan raised her head and stared at He Zhiyong viciously: "Kill me? Heh, you are a piece of trash, you still want to kill me? He Zhiyong, today I will tell you that this is not the only concubine of my old lady. For so many years, my old lady I don't know how many cuckolds I brought you, hahaha... I guarantee you won't be cold in winter..."

(End of this chapter)