The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 129

Grandpa and grandma went to participate in community activities, and there was no one at home, Yan Zhixin took out the key to open the door, not paying attention to the garden opposite the door, Lu Mingyao was staring at her viciously.

The last time I met Mo Junting and Yan Zhixin here, within a few days, the Lu family was completely taken away, and the house was not even left behind.

He went from rich to poor.

Lu Mingyao also completely collapsed.

He squats outside Xie's house every day, and only one thought remains in his mind, revenge, revenge, crazy revenge!
Watching the luxury car bring her back, Lu Mingyao's string called reason broke completely. He picked up the weapon he had prepared for a long time, and when she opened the door, he took the wooden stick he had prepared for a long time and smashed it hard at her head. go!
Yan Zhixin unlocked the lock, and reached out to push the door, when suddenly there was a windy sound from behind her, she subconsciously tilted her head, and got hit hard on the shoulder.

Pain into the heart and lungs.

The key in his hand fell to the ground.

She turned her head suddenly, and saw Lu Mingyao's ferocious face.

His suit was messed up, Lu Mingyao was no longer in high spirits as usual, he looked like a beggar walking out of a garbage dump.

"Bitch, I, Lu Mingyao, treat you well, yet you climb up the iceberg and turn around to deal with me! I will beat you to death!"

Lu Mingyao picked up the wooden stick and wanted to hit her head again.

Yan Zhixin raised her bag to block it, her eyes blurred, suddenly someone rushed over and grabbed the wooden stick with lightning speed.

Yan Zhixin looked at the person in surprise: "You..."

Mo Junting, why did he come here again?
Mo Junting grabbed one end of the stick, and because of the unevenness of the stick, a sharp thorn stuck into his hand, causing blood to flow.

Holding the other end of the wooden stick, Lu Mingyao was shocked for a few seconds after realizing that the person hit was not Yan Zhixin but Mo Junting who suddenly appeared.

Just a few seconds.

He also beat Mo Junting, he gave it all up, and his face revealed a distorted madness: "You two bitches are really together! I will kill you! I will kill you!"

Mo Junting's voice was cold and sharp: "Lu Mingyao, I'll give you one last chance, get lost or die."

Lu Mingyao approached him step by step: "I don't want to go away, if you have the ability to kill me! Hit me with a gun! Do you dare? Does the dignified Bingshan Emperor dare to kill me?"

Mo Junting's eyes showed a long-lost murderous look, and looking at him was like looking at a dead person.

Just when Mo Junting raised his hand to signal for someone to drag him down, Yan Zhixin suddenly made a movement.

Stretching out a cold white hand to cover the back of his broad hand, she threw the bag aside, and said in a clear voice, "I can beat him into the soil without your hands."

Mo Junting looked down at her hands and his hands overlapped on the wooden stick, the strings in his heart were slightly hooked, and his voice softened: "I'll wait."

Yan Zhixin was really angry this time.

Lu Mingyao came to the door again and again, if she didn't get mad, did he think she was a sick cat?
She raised her foot and kicked hard at his lower body.

Cut off sons and grandsons!
Lu Mingyao backed away in a hurry, Yan Zhixin had already calculated his retreat route, followed, raised his foot again, and kicked hard!
"Ah!" Lu Mingyao let out a scream.

Even if her aunt is turbulent, even if her stomach is rumbling, even if her shoulder hurts, it's still more than enough to deal with a scum like him!
(End of this chapter)