The blackened goddess of rebirth is extremely poisonous

Chapter 628
Feng Tianling looked at the fallen bicycle, it was rusty and tattered.It is estimated that except for the car bell not ringing, everything else rings.

Yan Zhuoli also looked towards the bicycle, which was obviously trying to scare people.If he wasn't a public figure now, he would have beaten him long ago.

"Hehe, hehehe." Feng Tianling laughed softly.

She still laughs?How can you laugh?Yan Zhuoli looked at Feng Tianling suspiciously.

Feng Tianling squatted in front of the bicycle, and under the horrified gaze of the middle-aged man, held up the bicycle with one hand, to be precise, with one finger.

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, he had kicked the iron board.

The middle-aged man saw that something was wrong, so he got up and ran, cursing while running, "draft laoma, curse your whole family"

"Wait." Feng Tianling called to stop the middle-aged man, and quickly blocked his way.Insulting her whole family?Feng Tianling's eyes were cold, and she looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly.

"You, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged man looked at Feng Tianling in fear.

The smile on Feng Tianling's face became even brighter. At this moment, Yan Zhuoli came over and stopped him, "Fang Ling, it's not convenient for us to do anything now. It would be bad if there were paparazzi nearby."

Feng Tianling looked sideways at Yan Zhuoli, "You're thinking too much, didn't he just say that his hand was broken, his leg was broken, his arm was also broken? I happen to know how to set bones, so I kindly helped him."

Yan Zhuoli: Really?

Whether it's true or not, can you stop laughing so creepily?Laughing, he was beating wildly.

The middle-aged man backed away in fright, "Don't come over, I'll call someone if you come over."

Feng Tianling pressed on step by step, "Don't worry, my handicraft is very good."

The middle-aged man retreated to the wall, there was no way to retreat, his legs were shaking constantly, looking at Feng Tianling who was smiling like a devil, he yelled in love, "Save—"

Life.

Before the latter word could be spoken, it was replaced by a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Feng Tianling looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, touched his chin, and said solemnly: "It is true that the arm is broken, the leg is broken, and the rib is also broken."

Yan Zhuoli, who was standing by the side, was dumbfounded. He saw clearly just now that the middle-aged man was still fine, but he was kicked by Feng Tianling a few times, and he became like this.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground, still half breathed, "I recognize you, you, you are Fang Ling. You actually broke my bones, you are dead."

Hearing this, Yan Zhuoli became worried, "Fang Ling, you are too impulsive. This matter is big or small, why don't you ask my uncle to handle it?"

Feng Tianling turned her head and glanced at Yan Zhuoli, "Are you a child? Parents need to solve everything?"

Yan Zhuoli was blocked and couldn't speak a single word.

Feng Tianling smiled, "I didn't do anything to him, I just helped him heal out of kindness, this matter is nothing serious at all."

Yan Zhuoli? ? ?
Why can't he understand?
Before Yan Zhuoli could figure it out, Feng Tianling stood up and kicked the middle-aged man casually.

With a sound of "Aw--", the middle-aged man jumped up like a loach that had been electrocuted.

All right.

Yan Zhuoli was dumbfounded.

Middle-aged men are also stupid.

After a short period of silence, the middle-aged man let out howls, looking at Feng Tianling clearly looking at a monster.

"The devil—"

The middle-aged man ran and yelled, because of something that Feng Tianling and Yan Zhuoli didn't know, today's incident left a serious psychological shadow on the middle-aged man.From this moment on, he never dared to touch porcelain again.

(End of this chapter)