famous wife

Chapter 87
"Just do what Sister Han says, hit, hit hard, hit hard!" Wang Ersun also gritted his teeth with a mournful face, and yelled ruthlessly.

"But, I..." The little gangster was still uneasy, terrified.

"Damn it, are you getting impatient? You can hit me however Sister Han tells you to, and you can do whatever Sister Han tells you to do!" Wang Ersun stomped his feet angrily.

I'm afraid that Han Ningmeng will change his mind if this little bastard grinds a few more times.

Han Ningmeng just let this little bastard slap him ten times, compared to Fu Haoran who said he wanted his hands and eyes, it is really as light as paper.

"Exactly!" Han Ningmeng smiled triumphantly.

"Okay, okay, okay, yes, yes, yes..." The little bastard walked up to Wang Ersun's side in fear, raised his trembling hands, and hesitated to hit him.

"Fight!" Wang Ersun yelled anxiously.

"Yes! Boss..." The little gangster could be said to have blood and tears in his eyes.

He had beaten countless people, and it was the first time that he felt that it was impossible to beat people.

Who told him to hit his boss.

"Snapped"

The first slap landed heavily on Wang Ersun's face, causing burning pain.

"The beating is too light. This time, I'll give you a chance. If the next one doesn't hit hard and beats you to death, then one is worth ten!" Han Ningmeng said while playing with her nails, asking for a price. .

"Hit harder!" Wang Ersun slapped the little bastard on the head.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little bastard gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and exerted all his strength, and with a "bang", he slapped Wang Ersun heavily on the face again.

"Well, not bad!" When the little gangster turned to look at Han Ningmeng, Han Ningmeng nodded in satisfaction
"However, the next one must be harder. I know that you didn't use your strength. If this pair is not Wang Ersun, then I think you should hit harder. So, for the sake of If you don't want this slap to be worth ten, you have to be a little harder and use your strength to slap others, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Han Ningmeng's mouth curled into an evil smile.

"Hit harder, hit harder!" Wang Ersun didn't want to be beaten again, ten of them were enough.

Ten!
Wang Ersun was in pain: "Remember, hit harder, do you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes, boss..." The little bastard continued to beat him with a sad face.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Three consecutive slaps landed on Wang Ersun's face.

Han Ningmeng nodded in satisfaction again: "Yeah! Continue to hit harder, do you know harder? What is harder?"

"That's right, that's right, heavier, sister Han told you to be heavier, so you should be heavier!" Wang Ersun trembled in pain.

However, Han Ningmeng said that it should be heavier, and he must be heavier.

Already five, only five, just bear with it!More if not heavier!Endless!

Everyone knows that when Fu Haoran gets ruthless, he is very ruthless, so...

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little gangster continued to fight with all his might.

boom!
boom!
boom!
There are two more, the little gangsters hit Wang Ersun in the face, as if his own heart was also aching.

His hands trembled so much that he was much more afraid than Wang Ersun.

(End of this chapter)