Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 2473 The host is starting to be cruel again (12)

  Su Qiao's eyes were dangerous, and she shook her hand, very bluntly, and slapped twice.

  The crisp and neat energy is very refreshing to see.

   "Who asked you to hang up on my phone?"

  Su Qiao raised his chin and stared at him angrily.

  Wen Cong was far from believing that he was beaten, and he was still pinched in the palm of his hand by a woman.

  He threw away the glasses in his hand and rolled up his sleeves after opening; "You dare to hit me, you are crazy, you!"

  Su Qiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with him any more, and rushed to his abdomen with a fierce kick.

  Then directly pressed the man to the ground with his knees, making a burst of crazy punches and kicks.

   "I let you hang up my phone... I let you scold me... I let you hang up my phone... I let you scold me..."

  Su Qiao scolded while hitting, but also focused on the most painful place to hit.

  Wen Congyuan was beaten up.

  He also wanted to resist, but whenever he wanted to get up from the ground or turn over, the legs on his back would slam him back to the ground.

   "Ah...you are crazy...you are crazy, how can you hit someone?"

   The old lady screamed, and rushed to Su Qiao frantically.

   "Dead old woman, start driving for me!"

  Su Qiao directly pushed her to the sofa next to her.

   "I just want to kill him, I just want to kill him, who told him to call me? Who told him to scold me?"

   "Bad son, you hung up on my phone, you lied to me, you lied to my feelings, you lied to me for so long, I killed you! I killed you!"

   "Why lie to me? Why lie to me? Why...why...why..."

  Su Qiao’s small fist head is said to hit Wen Congyuan’s shoulders, back, and waist. The pain made his face twisted and he broke into cold sweat.

   "It hurts... It hurts... It hurts... It hurts me... It hurts me..."

   "Cong Yuan! Cong Yuan!"

  The old lady looked at her son whose face was pale with pain, and hurriedly got up from the sofa and rushed over again.

   "Mom, pull her away, pull this crazy woman away, it hurts me to death."

  Wen Congyuan was a child. When he was beaten by his dad, he didn't have such pain. At this time, he was already sweating coldly.

   "Xiao Qiao, stop fighting, stop fighting, you will have trouble if you fight again, you can't beat him like this!"

  The old lady rushed several times, but she couldn't hold Su Qiao. In the end, she knelt at her feet and hugged her thighs, tears flowing.

   "If something goes wrong, it’s better to be killed once. Who let him lie to me? Who let him lie to my feelings?"

  Su Qiao looked angry and hated, and continued to pat the back of Wen Congyuan's head with his palm.

  Yesterday, the back of her head was swollen. After a long time of pain, she wanted to avenge her revenge last night.

   "Little Joe!"

   "Mom please, don't fight, you will really break it if you fight again!"

   Seeing that she was still holding hands, her son was like a salted fish, and could only be beaten on the ground. The old lady was really anxious, and her eyes and nose flowed out together.

   "Hmph, if it can be broken once, why am I still alive? Why is your old lady not dead?"

  Su Qiao exhaled, loosened the leg that was pressing on the man's back, and stood up straight.

   clapped her hands, and sat down on the sofa beside her. The nose was not the nose, the eyes were not the eyes, staring at the old lady bitterly: "Go, pour me a glass of water, I'm tired."

   "Okay, OK, Mom will pour you water, Mom will pour you water now, you don't hit him again, okay?"

  The old lady quickly got up from the ground, wiped her tears indiscriminately, and was about to run to the kitchen.

  (End of this chapter)