cold wife

Chapter 253 Gong Wei's One Hundred Kowtows at the Funeral (4)
Shu Junqing also came up with a sullen face, stood beside Shu Yihang, pointed to the huge photo in the mourning hall, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Sorry? Sick? Miss Gong, look at my brother's photo and look carefully Now, do you dare to say what you just said again? Ah?"

Gong Wei's face turned pale, she glanced at Shu Junhao's smiling face, and quickly lowered her head, but her back was still straight and she stood on the spot.

The calligrapher father and son refused to give way, and the Gong family father and daughter refused to leave. The atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff, and the others did not dare to show their anger.

Ai Baoer bit her lip fiercely, squeezed her fingers into a fist, and looked at Gong Wei's eyes with hatred. She wanted to go up, but Li Yu behind her grabbed her wrist, and she turned her head to look To him, Li Yu's chin nodded in another direction.

Ai Bao'er turned her head to look over, and Leng Qing over there came out of the corner expressionlessly, stood beside the calligrapher and his son, his icy voice was piercingly cold, he looked at Gong Wei with an unexpected and unclear cruelty : "Uncle Shu, let her in."

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Shu Yihang slowly moved out of the way.

Gong Wei looked at Leng Qing in surprise, Leng Qing just smiled bloodthirstyly, Gong Wei's face became even uglier, and he felt panic all over his body.

The calligrapher and his son let go of the road, Gong Wei glanced at Leng Qing, squeezed the chrysanthemum in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

She walked very slowly, very slowly, one step, two steps, three steps... When she took the fifth step, she felt a sudden burst of hostility behind her, a sudden pain in her knees, she lost her balance, and her hands moved forward He fell to the cold floor.

With a "bang", everyone was startled by the sound.

"Xiaowei!" Looking at Gong Wei who was suddenly kicked to the ground by Leng Qing, Gong Tianao behind him yelled angrily and wanted to go up, but at some point a group of men in black rushed up around him and stopped him. in front of you.

Gong Wei threw herself on the ground, also dazed, she raised her head, and the smiling face of Shu Junhao came into view, her face was pale with fright, she tried to get up with her hands, but she felt a foot on her waist, She couldn't get up at all.

Noble as she is, but now she is in front of other people's mourning halls, coupled with the panic and fear of the past few days, Gong Wei's whole body collapsed, crying to get up.

Leng Qing put his foot on her back, looked at the woman on the ground with a sneer, a bloodthirsty smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, pointed to Shu Junhao's mourning hall, and said word by word: "A hundred kowtows, one less, I want you to go to the funeral immediately!"

With tears on her face, Gong Wei shook her head violently, trying to stand up with her hands on her hands, but Leng Qing couldn't turn over with the strength of one foot.

Leng Qing said: "Gong Wei, today is his farewell gift. I don't want to see blood in the mourning hall, but that doesn't mean it can't be done in other places. A hundred kowtows, one less, I will definitely bury you alive!"

"Leng Qing, don't go too far!" Gong Tianao behind was so angry that his face was ashen, staring at his eyes as big as copper bells, wishing he could eat Leng Qing like that.

What is the identity of his Gong family?What Leng Qing did now was to wipe Gong Tianao's face on the ground, and in front of the whole city.

Leng Qing smiled bloodthirstyly, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes: "Mr. Gong, you know me. Killing a person is really nothing to me. If you don't want to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person right away, you'd better So let her do it!"

That's right, for a person like Leng Qing, who dares to say that his blood is hot?Even Leng Tianyu, his own son can do it too!What's more, it's such a woman he doesn't love.

Gong Wei was frightened, and she lost control of her emotions, crying, "I will do it, I will do it, I will do it!" Now she does not have the elegance and nobility of the past.

(End of this chapter)