In the living room of the Liu family, Liu Jiaojiao and ye Xiaoqing were tied back, and a broken rag was stuffed into their mouth. In view of their previous howling and shouting, a palm print was left on their faces, light or heavy.

Looking at Liu Yingying, who was pressed by Meng Yifan, the tears in Liu Jiaojiao's eyes rolled down. The vague cry in her mouth not only didn't stop Meng Yifan, but also contributed to Meng Yifan's arrogance.

"Then I'm coming, Mr. Liu!" Meng Yifan smiled. Liu Yingying's upper body was protected by the only small mask that had not been taken off. The rest of his snow-white skin had been exposed, and Meng Yifan was more ready to move.

Even, I don't know whether it's for a deeper humiliation of Liu Yingying or what, but I still have sex - smiled and said: "I Meng Yifan have played a lot of women in my life, but it's really the first time for a Sao woman with such a strong president flavor like you."

While Meng Yifan's palm fell, Liu Yingying's eyes were completely closed. Although she could not avoid this scene, it was not what she wanted to see.

This person who doesn't love does something that should be done between men and women, that is dirty - dirty!

Outside the door of the Liu family, Zhao Sanjin gently frowned and touched the back of his head. He always felt that the anxiety in his heart had something to do with Liu Yingying. Therefore, when he got out of the elevator, Zhao Sanjin took out the key to the door.

The moment Meng Yifan's palm just touched Liu Yingying's body, Zhao Sanjin's key just engaged with the gear of the door hole at the same time.

"Liu Zong." Zhao Sanjin opened the door of the room and shouted first. However, Aunt Liu, who was knocked unconscious on the ground, took the lead in reflecting Zhao Sanjin's eyes.

Suddenly, Zhao Sankin's heart was stunned. Looking at the two bodyguards who had slowly leaned over, his eyes were following Liu Yingying, who suddenly became violent in the dining room. A large piece of snow-white in front of Zhao Sankin's chest was included in the bottom of his eyes.

A burst of anger in my heart immediately rose from the ground, but this time, it was no longer evil fire, but anger!

Zhao Sanjin never thought that Liu Yingying, who was regarded as Gao Leng's female boss at the beginning, would have a painful end to today's step. Especially after seeing that the man riding Liu Yingying was Meng Yifan, Zhao Sanjin's anger suddenly became more and more prosperous.

There was no nonsense with the bodyguard in front of him. It seemed that the cold eyes from Jiuyou purgatory just glanced at them faintly, and immediately made the two bodyguards unable to move.

The thin cold sweat on his forehead rained down his cheeks, and his slightly trembling body, needless to ask, was just because of Zhao Sanjin's eyes.

"What the hell are you doing? Go ahead, kill him, kill him, and I'll give you ten million yuan each!" Meng Yifan also broke out. Things have developed to this point, far beyond Meng Yifan's expectation.

Unable to properly solve Zhao Sanjin's big trouble, Meng Yifan knows that waiting for him is not the pleasure of men and women, but the pain of being beaten to death. Moreover, Meng Yifan knows the consequences of rape failure.

If you are careless, I'm afraid you can only squat in the classroom for the rest of your life. You can't have a chance to see the sun again.

This is definitely not what Meng Yifan wants to see, so at this time, compared with the freedom and their own security for the rest of their life, 10 million is not worth mentioning at all. Isn't it a common means for rich people to take money to protect their lives?

For Meng Yifan, it's not 10 million yuan of money, but for the two bodyguards, it's an inexplicable support.

The two shot at the same time and attacked Zhao Sanjin's key up and down, but Zhao Sanjin, who had not put them in his eyes, naturally looked more fierce under the rage at the moment.

Avoiding the blow from the bodyguard above, Zhao Sanjin slapped him directly with his backhand. The next moment, he saw a good tooth of one of the bodyguards flying out of his mouth, mixed with blood.

The other man, supported by Kong Wu's powerful body, pushed his foot directly under Zhao Sanjin's crotch, but he didn't expect that Zhao Sanjin's counterattack would be so rapid. After defeating the enemy, he stared at another bodyguard with a cold smile, took a sudden step back, and his foot fell directly on the bodyguard's thigh.

"Click."

The crisp sound of broken bones, accompanied by the scream from the bodyguard's mouth, covered his drooping step in two, like a dead dog, lying on the floor crying.

Compared with the first bodyguard, this is already good. At least the first person is lying on the ground motionless. It is estimated that he has been reported to the Lord of hell.

"Waste, it's all dry food waste!" Meng Yifan panicked, looked at the two vulnerable bodyguards and scolded angrily.

Strangled Liu Yingying's neck, Zhao Sanjin pulled Liu Yingying up from the ground, blocked himself behind with Liu Yingying's body, and threatened, "let me leave, otherwise I'll strangle her."

"Do you think it's possible?" Zhao Sanjin found himself a chair, sat down with his legs crossed, looked at Meng Yifan, who was terrified but still chose to pretend to the end, and said with a smile: "you can always appreciate the free Liu. Why do you think I should let you go?"

Zhao Sanjin's words let Liu Yingying's face flash a touch of warm anger, but then it was replaced by shame. Meng Yifan behind him repeated again: "aren't you afraid I'll strangle her and let you see a dead man?"

"Look at you, a weak scholar. If you can strangle a person, I'll lose!" Zhao Sanjin casually gambled with Meng Yifan.

"Don't force me. The rabbit bites when it's urgent?" Meng Yifan choked Liu Yingying's arm and filled it with strength for a few minutes. Immediately, Liu Yingying felt that it was difficult to swallow saliva, even breathing.

"I promise, if you are using a few parts of your arm, you don't know why until you die." although Zhao Sanjin's eyes are staring at the snow-white on Liu Yingying's chest, the threatening expression is still so scared.

Zhao Sanjin constantly dispersed and angered Meng Yifan. At the same time, Huang Xiaoyao in the demon refining pot had quietly flown out, lowered the frequency of wing vibration, and slowly leaned against Meng Yifan around the dinner table.

"Hum, even if I die, I still have an escort. Anyway, I also earn." Meng Yifan looks ferocious and his strength continues to deepen, trying to further press Zhao Sanjin to agree to his conditions.

"It's a pity that you don't have this chance in your life." Zhao Sanjin tutted twice and shook his head with regret. When doubts rose in Liu Yingying's heart, Liu Yingying had felt a burst of comfort in his throat.

"Ah!" Meng Yifan immediately seemed to be crazy. After loosening his arm, the whole person rolled back and forth on the ground. The feeling of evil made Liu Yingying look at Zhao Sanjin suspiciously.

"Do you think it's really good for you to hold me all the time?" Zhao Sanjin sat on the chair. Liu Yingying, who was released, jumped up at once. The speed was so fast that Zhao Sanjin didn't have time to put down his two legs.

The power of sitting down makes Zhao Sanjin feel like pulling an egg.