There is a Breeze When He Laughs

   Chapter 447

   "Even if life is worse than death, I will kill these people. They deserve to die."

  Wen Yiping raised his eyelids, "I'm sorry, you are already dead, I'm afraid there is no chance that life is better than death."

  Xuxu pushed Wen Yiren with her arm, "What nonsense is she telling the truth, she is at most going to the eighteenth **** to get some criminal law."

   "Yes, I will go to the eighteenth hell. There is nothing terrible. You can kill him first. We will wait for you."

  Wen Yiping pulled Xuxu and stood aside.

"Oh, by the way, you are an adult. The death penalty will definitely be more severe than that of a child. How many lives are killed will add up one by one. That group of more than forty people, um, only ten. After staying in the eight-layer **** for more than four hundred thousand years, every day he gets his soul drawn with a whip, then steamed at a high temperature, and baked under a dark fire. It’s no big deal. Don’t worry."

Wen Yiren said with a calm face, but Yu Miaomiao sounded a little scared.

   stared at Wan Zitao on the ground, with hatred in his eyes.

  Yu Miaomiao hesitated for a long time, suddenly squatted beside him and pinched his neck with both hands, his facial features were tight and his whole body was full of strong evil spirits.

  Wen Yi's eyelids moved without making a sound.

  It's just that after a long time, Yu Miaomiao didn't really choke Wan Zitao to death.

   "Hurry up, I'll waste a lot of time to send you to the 18th floor, and I don't have time to spend with you."

  Wen is pleasant to urge.

   "Don't worry, you will not go to Naihe Bridge until more than four hundred thousand years later. I will keep your bowl of Mengpo soup for you."

  Xuxu added.

  Yu Miaomiao suddenly let go and stood up again, his terrifying face gradually restored to the appearance it had before his death, "Is the eighteenth **** really that terrible?"

   "Do you think I'm joking with you again?"

  "You are Wen Yiren."

  Wen Yiping took off his glasses, "So you know me."

   "The performance department is a flower, I have seen you before," Yu Miaomiao looked at Wan Zitao on the ground and laughed mockingly. "These men who are full of stench must never dream of it. They think Yin's object is actually a ghost."

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, the wicked will have their own retributions. Even if he lives in his old age, he will still retain the memories of his life and accept the cruel punishment when he is in hell."

   "Can I take a look, can I wait until that day comes, and wait for him to accept punishment before leaving?"

"certainly."

  Yu Miaomiao has regrets, and the punishment will be lessened when he arrives in the underworld.

  But at least a few decades, there will be more than enough when the group of Wan Zitao die.

   "It seems that you are sure to go with us." Xuxu sorted out the gorgeous undergarments on her body, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so I will take you down by myself today."

  Speaking, Xuxu squinted to look at Wen Yiren, "Your President Lu must be mad, you can go back."

   Furious?

  Why is he going crazy?

  Wen Yi was puzzled, only then did he remember that the phone was out of power, and when he came, he forgot to say hello to Lu Shixiu.

   "Xuxu, borrow your phone to use it."

  "Difu's mobile phone, are you sure you want to use it to call Lu Shixiu?"

  Wen Yiren twitched the corners of her mouth, turned around and walked towards the school gate.

   "By the way, Yu Miaomiao, I allow you to strip Wan Zitao's clothes off and follow Xuxu away."

  This person with eyes on the top of the head, even she dare to think about it, of course, he can’t be so easily cheap!

  When Wen Yiren returned to the villa, the huge villa was quiet. There were no lights in the house, only the flickering stars on the sofa.

   Ask for a wave of monthly passes

  (End of this chapter)