Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Although he didn't know who this man was, he didn't dare to say a word when he saw Zhu Zifan being stabbed in the face with a cigarette butt. It was obvious that he had an extraordinary identity and was definitely not something he provoked.

  I could hear the quiet needle falling in the box.

   There were more than thirty people, but no one dared to speak.

   "Cough cough..."

  Han Xiaoye felt pain in the place where he was kicked, and her lungs were uncomfortable. She couldn't help coughing violently.

   Quan Ronglian bypassed Lin Feng, whose legs were trembling with fright, and walked over. Pointing her fingertips on the blood stains left on the corner of her mouth, her peach blossom eyes flashed with anger. The angrier he got, the more brilliant and crazier the smile on his face, "Little loach, you are really capable. I just haven't seen you for a month, you can make yourself look like this. Chi Chi, you can't. Be honest, you have to torment yourself like this."

  Han Xiaoye pursed the corners of his mouth and tried to get up.

   "Really stubborn."

   Quan Ronglian held her down, bent over, and picked her up.

   "It's already like this, why are you trying to be strong?"

   After he put the person on the sofa, he took off his jacket and put it on Han Xiaoye. Yan Yan's voice was hoarse and gorgeous, "Sit here obediently and wait for you."

  Han Xiaoye curled up on the sofa, clasping his knees with his hands, and his eyes were blurred.

   How could Quan Ronglian not see the fear in her eyes, the corners of her originally raised mouth became more and more bright and bright, so bright and bright like a manzhushahua in full bloom, beautiful but fatal!

   "Boom!"

   Quan Ronglian's hand was more ruthless than anyone imagined.

   was literally beating Lin Feng to death. He didn't listen to anyone's persuasion at all, and the beating made Lin Feng's nose bleed. He lifted the man from the ground again, like a dead dog, pressed his neck directly, and pressed his head against the wall.

boom--

  Lin Feng's forehead was instantly hit with blood. Zhu Zifan's heart trembled, and the blood on his face was gone.

   "Tell me, which hand hit?"

   "I was wrong, I was wrong... let me go this time... please, let me go this time..."

   Quan Ronglian directly slammed his head against the wall again, Lin Feng almost fainted.

   "I ask you, which hand hit her?"

  “…”

   "I'm a very reasonable person. If you tell me which hand is a bitch, I will only abolish the hand you're bitch. If you don't tell me, then I can only abolish both hands for you."

   Quan Ronglian smiled with peach blossom eyes, as if she was really just chatting with people.

   Lin Feng was so scared that his legs trembled, and his eyes were almost white, "Forgive me, I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore."

   "It seems that you don't want both hands anymore?"

   Quan Ronglian pinched one of his wrists.

   Lin Feng was so frightened that he wet his pants, and before he passed out before his eyes darkened, he finally couldn't hold back and shouted, "It's not me, it's not me who can beat him."

"Ah."

  's subordinate's body was so frightened that he fainted, and he sneered. He threw the person directly to the ground, and the flip-flops arrogantly stepped on the fat face of Lin Feng, who had passed out. Turning around, rebellious, "Tell me, who moved the hand?"

  Zhu Zifan's ears buzzed with muffled sounds.

   He never thought that Lin Feng would dare to betray him, and when he recalled how cruel Quan Ronglian was just now, he suddenly wanted to die.

   He really regretted it.

   regretted seeing that Lin Feng brought people in and didn't stop him, and he was still confused with Lin Feng.

  Although he has not played this kind of game less often on weekdays, who would have known that his mother would be unlucky enough to play with Quan Ronglian's woman!

This is how to do?

  Only relying on his brother's affection in front of Quan Ronglian, he will definitely not be able to keep him tonight.

   Is it really going to lose a hand?

   He doesn't want it...

   "You said, who did it?"

   Just when Zhu Zifan was in shock, Quan Ronglian actually pointed to him and asked.

  Zhu Zifan was so frightened that he swallowed and stammered, "At that time...it was too messy...I didn't notice it either."

   "Oh? Did you not pay attention, or did you do it?"

   Quan Ronglian picked peach blossom eyes and casually pinched his chin.

   "You seem to have organized this game, right? Huh? Fu Zhiyan's territory, how dare you play so arrogantly? Are you brave?"

   "I...I..." Zhu Zifan's heart tightened.

  “Boom—”

   Before I came out, he was violently thrown out and his head hit the wine table.

   Quan Ronglian held his head down, lit a cigarette again, took a breath, and clamped it to her left hand. His fingers are slender, holding a slender Marlboro, the golden pattern on it is gorgeous, and it is indescribably charming and beautiful.

   "Like playing with women?"

   "Young Master Quan, look at my brother's face..."

   "Do you think your brother's face is enough for you to beat your father's woman? Well? What makes you have such a big face? Why doesn't your father know."

   The thin smoke of cigarettes wafted wantonly, Quan Ronglian picked up a crystal ashtray, grabbed his right hand, and smashed it directly!

   "Ah!" Zhu Zifan screamed.

   "Which hand?"

  Zhu Zifan was sweating coldly on his forehead, and the pain swept across his right palm. He only felt that the bones of his palm were shattered by the blow just now. He wanted to struggle, but his head was so pressed that he couldn't even twist.

   Quan Ronglian's peach blossom eyes swept across his painful face, with a smile in his eyes, but his eyes were cold, "Which hand?"

   Everyone held their breath.

   The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, urine and smoke, which blended together, like the smell of hell.

so horrible!

   This man is clearly smiling, obviously careless, but he can move his hands, more ruthless than anyone they have ever seen!

   "Which hand do I ask you?" Quan Ronglian was already a little impatient, and her brows furrowed in displeasure.

  Zhu Zifan was dripping with cold sweat, he was afraid, he was the second generation of a dude, and he had experienced such a scene there. A big man was so frightened that he couldn't help crying, "Young Master Quan, I really don't dare, I don't dare anymore."

   dare not?

  If it comes later, I guess he will finish everything!

   Quan Ronglian thought of this, a haze flashed across her eyes. Another ashtray smashed into the crying man's hand, this time it wasn't the back of his hand, but his really fragile wrist!

   "Which hand?"

  Zhu Zifan looked at the blood-stained ashtray and finally couldn't hold it any longer, "Right hand, right hand!"

"very good."

   The plundering man raised the corners of his mouth.

   bang bang bang...

   Again and again, Zhu Zifan screamed incessantly. Hearing that the people in the room had difficulty even breathing, and none of them dared to dissuade them, as if a nail had been driven into their feet, and they dared not even move. He could only watch Zhu Zifan's right hand being smashed with blood, and watch Zhu Zifan's wailing and struggling like killing a pig.

  The air seemed to be suffocated.

finally.

   Quan Ronglian stopped.

   looked coldly at Zhu Zifan who only had half his life left, "Forget it this time, next time..."

   "There will be no next time, there will be no next time." Zhu Zifan's head burst from the pain. Hearing the next time, he trembled instinctively and hurriedly promised.

   The hand on his head was finally released, and he slid to the ground like a dead fish...