The evil genius doctor came down the mountain, the billionaire president sent a marriage letter

Ling Yiyi hurriedly turned her head, saw the Ferrari F8 chasing her, and shouted excitedly: "You have less money, save me!"

pity.

This is inside the Lamborghini poison car.

Shout louder.

Qian Mingyang couldn't hear it either.

The Ferrari F8 slammed on the accelerator, chased to the rear of the Lamborghini poisonous car, turned on the flashing lights, and warned Zhang Fan to pull over immediately.

Zhang Fan smiled disdainfully: "Want to race with me? Okay, I'll make you lose sight of my taillights."

Woo~!

Step on the gas pedal deeply and speed up.

Zhang Fan interpreted the performance of Lamborghini poison to the extreme.

Then it is full of intersections, drifting and cornering.

"what!"

Ling Yiyi in the car screamed in fright, and hurried to pull on her seat belt and fasten it.

"damn it!"

Qian Mingyang cursed angrily.

Gritting his teeth, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and chased after him.

But after turning the corner, he was dumbfounded.

Zhang Fan drifted and turned again, this time at a faster and wilder speed.

He tried to catch up.

But how can not catch up.

It seems that he will not be able to catch up.

Qian Mingyang felt his face was hot, and he had the illusion of being severely slapped in the face.

Inside the Lamborghini poison car.

Zhang Fan glanced in the rearview mirror: "Is this all you can do?"

"I'd better slow down."

Ling Yiyi stared at Zhang Fan in astonishment, wondering what he wanted to do.

The speed really slowed down.

Qian Mingyang was about to give up.

But after turning a corner, Zhang Fan's Lamborghini Poison actually slowed down.

Is this a glitch?
Great.

Qian Mingyang immediately galloped to catch up.

Zhang Fan drove the car into a nearby park parking lot.

The car stopped.

A Ferrari F8 also gallops in.

He parked the car directly in front of Zhang Fan's car, blocking his way.

get off.

"Bastard, let go of my woman."

Qian Mingyang pointed at Zhang Fan in the car and cursed.

Zhang Fan smiled disdainfully and got out of the car.

Chong Qianmingyang said coldly: "What is your woman?"

"This woman owes me 990 million yuan. She has no money to repay her debt. Now she is my woman."

"If you want to pay back the debt for her, then I don't mind giving you my broken shoes after playing."

"But please give me the money first."

"990 million!"

Qian Mingyang stared at Ling Yiyi who was getting out of the car in surprise.

Ling Yiyi's face was extremely pale at the moment, her legs were trembling.

The drag racing just now scared her to death.

But she still gritted her teeth and denied everything.

"I don't owe him money, don't listen to his nonsense."

Qian Mingyang rushed forward angrily: "Bastard! If you dare to kidnap my girlfriend, I can't beat you to death."

Qian Mingyang hit Zhang Fan with a straight punch.

boom!
Zhang Fan directly kicked him back.

Immediately, Qian Mingyang was kicked and knelt on the ground, clutching his lower abdomen in excruciating pain, and the painful veins on his forehead bulged.

Zhang Fan said coldly: "Boy, dare to punch me."

"Okay, let's just be a eunuch. Anyway, you are not a good bird. If you are abolished, you will save the world's beauties from harm."

Ling Yiyi's face turned pale from fright, and she rushed forward: "You have less money."

Zhang Fan grabbed Ling Yiyi's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"You are my woman now, why are you flirting with him and begging for beatings?"

Snapped!
Ling Yiyi's buttocks were brutally hit.

"what!"

She screamed in pain.

"You let her go!"

Qian Mingyang, who was clutching his stomach, roared and glared at Zhang Fan, his eyes were red with anger.

Zhang Fan sneered disdainfully, and continued with his big hands.

Snapped!
"what!"

Ling Yiyi burst into tears from the pain.

Snapped!Snapped!Crack~!

Zhang Fan was not polite, slap after slap, each slap was heavier than the last, and slapped Ling Yiyi's buttocks heavily.

Ling Yiyi was angry, ashamed and hurt.

She tried hard to get out of Zhang Fan's magic hand, but she couldn't break free at all.

I can only let him be humiliated!
"No, please, don't hit me again, I'm dying soon."

Ling Yiyi couldn't take it anymore, she wailed loudly, knelt down on the ground, and begged bitterly.