The boss rolled himself into a god in three thousand planes

"Father! What happened to your body? Su Wan, what did you do?" Su Zixuan's voice was full of questioning and incredible shock. She looked at her father anxiously, with endless worry and confusion in her heart.

The scene before her was beyond the scope of her understanding. She could not imagine what methods Su Wan would use to attack her father.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and time seemed to have frozen. Everyone was stunned by the sudden change and at a loss.

"What did I do to him? Huh! This was the blood relationship he gave me, and now it's just returned to its original owner." The magic poison in Su Wan's body was put into Su Wan's mother's body by Su Lianrui himself, and then it was still with the fetus. Jiangsu and Anhui grew up together.

At this moment, Su Lianrui was suffering from unprecedented severe pain.

He never dreamed that Su Wan could expel such deadly toxins from his body so easily.

This miraculous detoxification method is simply unheard of and unseen!

Facing everything that happened in front of him, Su Lianrui's heart was filled with endless unwillingness and resentment, but he was powerless. No matter how he struggled and resisted, he could not change his imminent demise.

Su Lianrui turned into a puddle of mud unwillingly under the toxins, until there was no trace of life left.

Everyone watching this scene was extremely horrified.

"Su Wan, you murderous devil, I want you to pay with your life."

Su Zixuan was so stimulated by the sight in front of her that she lost her mind and attacked Su Wan regardless.

Su Wan flew up and kicked the opponent violently, but she didn't spare any effort in this kick!

There was only a muffled "bang" sound, and Su Zixuan flew straight out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily in the distance, with a stream of blood spurting out of her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zixuan rolled her eyes, fainted on the spot, and fell unconscious.

Su Wan knew very well that the kick he had just used with all his strength, even if he could not kill her immediately, would definitely have severed all her muscles and veins and she would not be alive for long.

Su Zixuan never had any kindness towards her, and even led other people in the pavilion to bully and humiliate her.

Knowing that she is his "sibling sister" makes him even more angry.

It is impossible for Su and Anhui to feel pity for such a person.

At the same time, the others seemed to have been liberated, and ran away one by one without stopping at all, let alone avenging the elders of the clan.

Soon, only Su Wan and the trapped Taihe Zhenjun were left at the scene.

"Su Wan! Let me go quickly. After all, we have a deep connection. How can other ants be compared with us? Don't you think so?"

Su Wan glanced at him coldly, full of disgust, and then he pinched the barrier that trapped him several times.

Su Wan cremated Cang Muang's body and left without looking back.

No matter how much Taihe Zhenjun shouted, he didn't get a single response.

"Why did you destroy my body? Woman! Just wait for me. When I get out, I will make you look good." He struggled against the barrier that trapped him, and he tried his best to no avail.

The barrier that trapped him was as light as a gauze, as if it had no weight and was floating gently in the breeze. This makes him the center of attention wherever he goes.

Everyone could clearly see him trapped inside, like a prisoner being displayed in front of everyone.

What is even more shocking is that outside this magical bubble ball, all the crimes he has committed in his life have emerged.

Those women who had been teased and teased by him now felt ashamed and flushed when they saw these unbearable past events.

And those women who had been passionately pursuing him all showed expressions of shock and disappointment, unable to believe that the man they were so obsessed with turned out to be an ugly old man.

For a time, all kinds of complicated emotions came to their hearts. Some people were angry, some sighed, and some fell into deep self-blame.

Zhenjun Taihe, who was trapped in it, could only bear the accusations and curses from everyone.

He was even more excited when he saw his confidante, and the pictures he recalled in his mind would be synchronized on the bubble ball, so those women wanted to cut him into pieces.

A woman drew her sword and was about to stab him. Taihe Zhenjun smiled fondly and said: "Xuan'er! Why are you doing this? We were in love with each other in the past, how could you put on your clothes and not admit it? Come on! Besides, you can’t stab it! How is that possible?”

Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that an extremely sharp dagger had pierced his body!

Although he suffered such severe injuries, he did not shed a drop of blood; however, the unforgettable pain was real.

Immediately afterwards, they slashed at him mercilessly with one knife after another, each knife carrying deep hatred and anger.

The people who took action were all women! They seemed to have poured all their resentment and resentment into the man in front of them.

Because of him, their innocence and reputation have been completely destroyed. From now on, they may never be able to raise their heads in front of the world again...

As time went by, there were more and more wounds on Zhenjun Taihe's body, and his breath became weaker and weaker. It seemed that he would disappear between heaven and earth at any time.

The originally strong soul gradually became transparent at this moment, as if it could float away without a trace when the wind blew.

Taihe Zhenjun was frightened and frightened, and kept begging for mercy, hoping that they would show mercy, but in his words, he believed that he had done nothing wrong. The relationship between men and women was voluntary, and besides, he did not force them!

Even if they know that there are countless women around him, they are still willing to follow him, but his appearance has changed. Is he still the same after all?

Deep down in his heart, he felt that these women were very superficial and all they loved was a beautiful skin. If not, how could they kill him because they didn't have that face?

His words did not make the women feel any pity, but instead made the disgust in their hearts grow stronger.

Women's hatred for men surged out like a flood, and their attacks became more cruel, cruel and merciless.

At the last moment when his life was gradually fading away, the man used all his strength to roar at the sky: "Suwan will not die well!"

His struggles and shouts were nothing but meaningless accusations made by a loser before his death, and could not change anything at all.

As time goes by, his figure gradually disappears into the air, and only his notoriety remains in the world.