The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Fu Zhen didn't have the slightest sense of self-consciousness that he had said something wrong, and continued to add embellishments, "The dignified little fourth master is not honest when he sleeps. If people find out, he will be ridiculous."

Sheng Liting swung his right fist at Fu Zhen furiously. This fist was full of thunderous fury. He wished he could smash this guy's mouth with his fist, and let him know what it means to say that disaster comes from the mouth.

Fu Zhen couldn't help but said: "Little Fourth Master, you don't recognize people when you put on clothes after dawn? Am I wrong?"

"You were the one who started the attack last night. If you hadn't attacked me from behind in the middle of the night, how could I have grabbed your neck?" Sheng Liting said with his eyes tearing open.

Fu Zhen shook his head, "You snatched my quilt first, didn't I get so cold that I approached you unknowingly, and then hugged me?"

"That's my bed and my quilt. I can sleep as I want. If you, Mr. Fu, feel cold, you can buy a quilt yourself to wrap it around and hug you. Let you be happy."

"Look at what you said, you are talking too much, after all, we are all sharing the same bed, do you still need to separate you and me so carefully?"

"Shut up." Sheng Liting glared at this guy who didn't forget to turn black and white, "You can talk nonsense and see if I will tear your mouth apart."

Fu Zhen didn't seem to think that his words were threatening, and continued to joke: "Young Master Si is really out of touch."

"Come here." Sheng Feng couldn't bear it anymore and gave an order.

Two Mercedes-Benz sedans parked nearby got on and off and ten people got off.

Everyone stood behind Fu Zhen in unison, as if they planned to suppress it by force.

Fu Zhen squinted at the menacing bodyguards, and said, "As expected of the Sheng family, they like to fight and kill if they disagree."

Sheng Feng's eyes were cold, and anyone could see that he was suppressing his anger, "I don't care what kind of relationship you have with my son, I will let you come and go today, and invite Master Fu to get in the car."

Fu Zhen sneered, and looked around at the crowd who rushed forward after receiving the order, still looking calm and without any sense of crisis, he said: "I dare to come to country C, does Mr. Sheng think I will be single? ?”

As soon as the words fell, a strange wind blew from all directions.

Sheng Feng stared at the seven or eight people who came out of nowhere, all of them were dressed in black robes, covering themselves tightly from head to toe, but even in the blue sky, you can feel it from these people. A chilly air.

Just like coming from hell, people can't help but feel a little creepy.

Messenger!
Sheng Liting recognized the totems printed on the hearts of several people. It looked like a devil. Just looking at them gave him a shuddering feeling.

Fu Zhen casually lit a cigarette, and amidst the smoke, he hooked his fingers provocatively at the two father and son of the Sheng family.

Sheng Liting knew his father's temperament, even if both sides were hurt, he would not spare Fu Zhen today.

But this is a public place, if there is a big trouble, even if the Sheng family is covering the sky with one hand in the capital, they are afraid that it will be true, not to mention Su Jin lives in this apartment.

Sheng Liting looked at his father, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Dad, those people are not easy to deal with, Fu Zhen will leave it to me, and I will give you an explanation."

Sheng Feng glanced sideways at his good son who spoke with certainty, and said, "Are you telling me to surrender without a fight?"

"I'll give you an explanation." Sheng Liting promised.

"How do you explain to me? Continue to lie on the same bed?"

"..."

Sheng Feng raised his head, and looked at Fu Zhen who was so provocative to the Sheng family without blinking his eyes, and his voice was even colder, "No matter what you do, I can't let Fu Zhen leave the capital alive."

"I see."

Sheng Feng turned around and walked straight to his car, "Go back to Sheng's house tonight."

"Yes."

Fu Zhen looked at the car going away, and shook his head with some unsatisfactory thoughts, "The fight hasn't started yet, why did the old man leave?"

Sheng Liting brushed past him, "Do you think my father will believe your nonsense if you talk nonsense casually?"

"Aren't I continuing to play the role you arranged for me before? My little fourth master and I had such a romantic past." Fu Zhen smiled.

"Then we can continue, continue with this fate that either you die or I die." Sheng Liting tore off the cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, threw it directly on the ground, and then stomped it out.

Fu Zhen watched his narrow-minded movements, "This is my cigarette."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhen was sprayed from head to toe with disinfectant.

"Cough, cough, cough." Fu Zhen covered his mouth, stared at the guy who could take out disinfectant anytime and anywhere, and said in astonishment, "You actually carry this thing with you?"

Sheng Liting shook the bottle, and after confirming that it had been sprayed empty, he threw it into the trash can and said, "It's all bacteria."

"..." Since he dislikes the bacteria here so much, why does he still hang around in such a place full of fireworks?

Sheng Liting worriedly wiped his hands again, not even letting go of his nails.

Fu Zhen looked at his meticulous look, and wondered what expression this master would have if he spit on his face at this time.
Just thinking about the way Sheng Liting jumped, Fu Zhen couldn't restrain his excitement.

However, although Fu Zhen is a young man in the new era who is bold and brave to challenge, he can't make fun of his own life. He has to provoke this little fourth master, and in the end both sides will suffer.

Sheng Liting glanced at him, "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Or are you thinking of some dirty idea in your heart?"

Fu Zhen stretched out his right hand towards Sheng Liting with a smile, wiped the dust on his shoulders for him intimately, and said with a pleasant face: "It's okay, I just think that since we live under the same roof, we should get along peacefully."

Sheng Liting opened his contact with disgust, "It's like a joke when it comes out of Mr. Fu's mouth, it's as ironic as it is."

"Look at what you said, do I seem to be such an immoral person? The fourth master has such deep affection for me, and he didn't hesitate to tear himself apart with his father because of me. I was so moved that I burst into tears."

Sheng Liting threw the disinfectant tissue on him, "I promised my father would clean you up, I would like to advise Mr. Fu, don't walk alone, otherwise, if you die on the street someday, don't blame me for not reminding you You, after all, you have so many enemies, there are people watching from the dark anytime, anywhere."

"Don't worry, little fourth master. I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as you, but I can guarantee that we will die in the same year, the same month, and the same day! Even if I have only one breath left, I will drag my little fourth master to hell together."