Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Over there, Xiao Moli said sarcastically, "I made you understand today that Minister Song is only using you to show loyalty to the president. If I remember correctly, Minister Song has a son about the same size as you, if This is really a good thing. How could Minister Song let his son not come and let you come."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

Song Yang screamed like crazy, "Xiao Moli, I want to kill you, I want to kill you."

He was stepped on the ground by Xiao Moli with one hand. He was already in pain and couldn't move. At this moment, he didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly raised his other hand and drew a dagger from his waist and moved towards Xiao Moli. Chopped over his leg.

There was a hint of madness on the expression on his face.

Xiao Moli didn't even have a trace of panic, bending over, his hands as fast as lightning.

Song ** hadn't been able to see clearly in the future, the dagger in his hand had been snatched by Xiao Moli, and he slashed at Song Yang's wrist with his backhand.

This dagger was originally a military dagger that Song Yang deliberately asked someone to take from the military, and put it on his body for the last self-defense.

The blade is extremely sharp, and Xiao Moli is ruthless.

This cut directly off Song Yang's entire wrist from his arm.

The blood splashed out instantly, spraying on the floor in front.

But just a few seconds of work quickly spread a large area.

"what."

Song Yang's screams broke through the entire room, and even the people guarding in the corridor outside were a little creepy.

Although Ding Xiaoying saw Xiao Moli personally come here, she already knew that Song Yang couldn't keep his legs.

But seeing this situation at the moment, I still can't adapt.

Song Yang relied on his own identity in the past few years and has been going smoothly. In life, almost no one dared to provoke him.

His arrogance has long been carved into his bones, even at this time, he does not know how to compromise and yield.

"Xiao Moli, Xiao Moli..."

Song Yang screamed, rolling painfully on the ground.

Xiao Moli stood aside, expressionless, looking at him indifferently.

It seemed that the name Song Yang screamed out had nothing to do with him.

The smell of blood has gradually begun to permeate.

The original spacious room was full of Song Yang's screams and a strong smell of blood.

And the kind of tremendous pressure exuding from Xiao Moli's body.

Ding Xiaoying stood not far away, suppressed by the atmosphere in the room, almost unable to breathe.

It seemed that every breath would **** every bit of pain into my body.

The hand on his side was clenched tightly, not daring to turn his head to look at Song Yang.

Song Yang's screaming scream gradually weakened.

At this moment, his consciousness has gradually blurred, but his mouth still refuses to give in.

"Xiao Moli, you must not die, and your wife must not die, your son, your daughter..."

Xiao Moli's cold eyes were instantly murderous.

Song Yang wanted to scold him and curse him, he didn't need to take it seriously, just as if he was farting.

However, it is impossible to involve family members.

He hadn't figured out exactly what deal An Ziqi had made with the host brother. He had been worried about it all day, for fear that An Ziqi would agree to any conditions that were not good for her.

If it weren't for Song Yang this time, he had already seen the host brother figure out everything.

Now Song Yang dared to curse An Ziqi in front of him, and he couldn't tolerate it even more.