Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

731 She's the One You Shouldn't Trouble (5)

Li Junyu looked expressionlessly at Shen Zhen's act of deceasing his relatives.

What Shen Zhen had in mind, Li Junyu knew everything.

He specifically mentioned the friendship between the two, in fact, he wanted to use his third uncle, old man, and old lady to intercede.

As for Shen Zhen beating his subordinates ...

Li Junyu's dreary phoenix eyes showed cold light ... Even if Shen Zhen didn't do anything, he would deal with them.

And Shen Zhen did it himself, that's just right—let Shen Zhen take a look, and what kind of end would he get if he moved his young wife.

"Done?" Li Junyu's deep, condensed voice sounded.

He raised his eyebrows and frowned at Shen Zhen with an unpredictable cold look.

Shen Zhen froze inside, and his neck looked cold with Li Junyu's deep eyes.

I don't understand why he has already put down such a heavy hand, why Li Junyu still can't breathe.

Shen Zhen frowned his thick black eyebrows and asked lowly, "Jun Yu, these people don't understand the rules, I have all packed up ... Seeing in the face of your third uncle and third uncle, otherwise, this one will turn Right? Those antiques are smashed and you do n’t have to pay for them ... "

"Mr. Shen feels that I can't afford those things, eh?"

"No, of course not ... it's just that my people did it wrong, how dare I accept it ..."

"You know that your people are wrong—" Li Junyu's cold voice interrupted Shen Zhen's words.

"Since something happened, there should be a sense of punishment ..." The man frowned, looking at the two bodyguards kneeling on the ground and shaking.

An indifferent gaze crossed them and fell to Du Bin, who was lying on Lingnan's feet, wrapped in 'blood red' gauze.

"Ling Nan, throw him up." Li Jun's cold and cold eyes glanced to the pastel porcelain vase that had just been broken by Ling Nan.

There, it was broken to the ground, full of small and large pieces of porcelain.

Ling Nan was ordered to immediately understand the meaning of the young master.

He relentlessly lifted Du Bin, who was lying on the ground, dragged his back collar, and buckled his face above the debris in Du Bin's screams of begging for mercy.

Squeezed, rubbed left and right, rubbed.

Du Bin was already blood-red gauze, which was even more red at this time.

The blood flowed on his face, and the **** looked like tiny porcelain slag, with small holes one by one, as if missing.

Li Junyu hugged Ruan Mengmeng and sat on the sofa beside him.

As she looked at her slender fingers, she gently stroked the girl's little feet curled up in his arms.

His young wife's young and fair feet also had small small wounds.

It is because of these people that such injuries are left behind.

He was so precious that he couldn't even bear a heavy hand, even when he was punished by spanking her, he was holding up.

But the three masterminds in front of him ate the heart of a bear and leopard, and even his young wife who was afraid of falling in his hands and afraid of melting in his mouth dare to use poisonous hands.

Li Junyu's indifferent phoenix eyes squinted-he looked at the two bodyguard captains kneeling on the ground.

He said coldly to Ling Bei, "Look for some short sticks, and use the specifications they have used just now ... let them try them too, and what it is like to break the stick stiffly."

The two captains of the bodyguard were fainted when they heard it.

Each of those short sticks is as thick as a normal person's calf—they are not the Ms. Ruan Er who has practiced strange qigong and has tremendous strength.

Even if they exercise for a long time and keep fit, they won't be able to carry that heavy blow!

(End of this chapter)