Female President's Protector

A group of three carriages hurried to the branch of the Catholic Church.

But in a hidden alley, three carriages stopped at the same time.

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth raised a playful smile, pretending to be panicked, and asked in a low voice, "Why, what's the matter?"

Immediately, a group of people appeared at both ends of the alley.

This group of people held cold weapons one after another, and some even used their heads.

Seeing this, the drivers of the three carriages immediately got out of the carriages and joined the crowd that swarmed over.

"I'll go, what do they want?" Ye Tian and others came to Zhang Yi, looked at the densely packed crowd at both ends, and asked in puzzlement.

Zhang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "It's not that simple, either someone is looking for money, or we are being watched."

"It must be the former!" Sanniang gave Zhang Yi a gouged look and said angrily.

Although she is not as perverted as Zhang Yi and can speak Portuguese, she can still understand a little.

This guy is too good to say, he insisted on donating by himself and repaying 1000 million US dollars.

In this place where no one spends only five cents a day, $1000 million is an astronomical figure for them.

You must know that the annual GDP of East Timor is only 14 billion U.S. dollars. It is no wonder that these people are motivated by money.

As for being watched, she felt that unless Ulysses's head was showing off.

Otherwise, why would they find some ordinary congregants to intercept him?

So Sanniang decided which coachman hired these people.

"Stinky boy, hand over all the money if you are sensible, or our brothers will not let you go." The one who talked to Zhang Yi was the driver of their carriage.

Zhang Yi scratched his head, looked at Sanniang and said, "This is the first time I've been robbed by someone, I'm so scared!"

"Virtue!" Sanniang spat lightly, and Ling blanked him a look.

Then he stood in front of Zhang Yi, and looked at the coachman with awe-inspiring eyes: "All Catholics must die!"

"This chick looks good, take it back and let the leader try it out." Although the other leader couldn't understand Sanniang's words, he looked at Sanniang with fiery eyes and said.

"Looking for death!" Although Sanniang couldn't say it, she would listen.

After scolding angrily, he said in a cold voice: "There are a total of two hundred and nine people, one minute!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As Zhang Yi's beloved woman, she naturally has authority!

As soon as her words fell, Shu Luo, Miao Wen, Feng Zheng'an, Yang Ming, Luo Yucheng, and Li Chaoyang rushed towards the crowd in the east.

And Yu Qilin Tong Yingwei, Shan Diao He He, Yang Ming, Li Xuqian, and Bai Tianjiu went to the crowd in the west, and the division of labor was quite cooperative.

For them, these ordinary congregants are like ants, without any pressure at all.

Everyone sees every stitch, shuttling through the crowd like ghosts.

"Master, hold the cat for me!" Zhong Wenjing handed the cat in his arms to Zhang Yi, and immediately ran over to Zhang Yi who was covered in black lines.

There was a lot of wailing on the field, especially as they seemed to be doing it on purpose, each of them took out a dagger made of regenerated spirit stones, blood flowed on the ground like a river, and the smell of blood swept the entire alley.

Zhang Yi kept stroking the snow-white fluff of the Persian cat, and said to Sanniang with a smile, "Madam is so domineering, my friend likes it so much!"

"..."

Sanniang was slightly taken aback!

cheap!

This stuff is really cheap.

She wished she could slap him against the wall, the kind that she couldn't even slap him off.

Immediately, the plain hand pinched his bear's waist fiercely.

'hiss……'

Zhang Yi gasped, his expression changed drastically.

But his little trick can only hide it from Luo Qingcheng, how can he hide it from Sanniang who has been with him for almost 20 years.

She knew that Zhang Yi's skin was thicker than the city wall.

At this time, not only did not stop, but also increased the intensity.

Zhang Yi smiled evilly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes were sly and sly.

Immediately, he pulled Sanniang into his arms with a big hand.

"Injustice... um..."

Just as Sanniang was about to speak, her pink lips were blocked by Zhang Yi's big mouth.

Sanniang wanted to struggle, but this guy clung to her so tightly that she couldn't move.

In desperation, he could only let him mess around.

The air seemed to freeze and become silent. At this moment, in their hearts and minds, there was no extravagance and noise in the world, only the presence of each other.

Sanniang closed her eyelids gently, her long black eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her jade arms wrapped around Zhang Yi's bear waist.

The two were kissing deeply here without any scruples, ignoring the situation on the field at all.

Shura and the others, who had already settled the battle, lowered their heads not to look at the kiss between Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi.

"Qianqian, why don't we have a world-renowned kiss?" Ye Tian looked at Zhang Yi from the corner of his eyes, and then said to Li Xuqian flatteringly.

"No, I want to kiss you and kiss yourself!"

"Okay, then I'm here!"

"Go away!"

"Brother Shura, that move of yours just now was too cool, is it the Flying Dragon Art that Young Master Zhang taught you?"

"Um……"

Zhang Yi and the others kissed each other unscrupulously, but Shura and the others didn't see that, they were beating and chatting there.

It took a long time before Zhang Yi let go of Sanniang.

Seeing the two separated, everyone looked at Sanniang and Zhang Yi in unison, with a meaningful smile in their eyes, and ambiguous arcs of their mouths.

Seeing so many people looking at her, Sanniang blushed and gave Zhang Yi a hard look.

Rao she also felt embarrassed at this time, didn't she, they were all fighting, but she and Zhang Yi were here to show their affection!

Zhang Yi didn't change his face, he glanced at the corpses on the ground calmly, more than 200 corpses were piled up like a mountain, and the smell of blood got into his nose.

Rivers of blood flowed on the ground, and more than 200 corpses had their throats cut with one knife. The scene was very macro!

"Boss, are you really okay with this?" Li Xuqian asked quietly, although he was used to Zhang Yi's unreasonable style of playing cards, but he did not expect him to show his affection in public.

Zhang Yi was startled, and before he could say anything, Zhong Wenjing swished up to Zhang Yi, snatched the Persian cat back from his arms, pouted and said, "Master, you are not kind, you don't just let us see you!" Show affection, and squeeze my cat, really."

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked angrily, "How about I apologize to it?"

"Miaomiao disdains your apology, hum!"

"..."

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Yi shrugged and said.

After speaking, he led Sanniang's catkin and got into the carriage.

Everyone got into other carriages immediately, but no one paid any attention to the more than 200 corpses on the ground.

This moment and that moment, everyone has seen blood now, even Yang Ming, who is the best, is now an ancient warrior, and he is very indifferent to the dead.

If it was in the past, he would definitely turn pale with fright.

A group of more than a dozen people rode a carriage and hurried to the Catholic branch.