The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

The whole room was a mess.

The girl's desperate cries filled her ears.

Meng Xingluan strode forward without hesitation and grabbed the man's collar with one hand.

The beautiful and delicate face is full of cold colors.

She knocked the person to the ground with one force.

"Damn, what turtle grandson... Ouch, it hurts!"

He was stepped on the side of the face after only half a sentence of abuse.

I woke up from the wine in an instant.

Next to her, Yan Anqing curled up into a ball, her eyes filled with deathly silence. Sheng Fan, who came in later, hurriedly ran to her side.

Most of the girl's snow-white skin was exposed, her hair was messy, and there was a deep slap mark on her right cheek.

Tears covered the whole little face, like a wounded little animal.

Sheng Fan casually pulled off the quilt on the bed and wrapped it around her.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid..."

Sheng Fan comforted Yan Anqing gently.

Her dead eyes finally regained some brilliance, and her body leaning in the girl's arms was trembling with fear, her cries were sad, and contained great grievances.

Meng Xingluan stared down at the howling beast.

The disgust in his eyes was self-evident.

"Who are you? I, I want to call the police! You are breaking into a house without permission!"

The man struggled to say a complete sentence, and the next second he felt a stinging pain on his face, and his face twisted in pain.

Sheng Chuli and Zhou Yubai came in one after the other.

Sheng Chuli glanced at Yan Anqing, who was curled up in Sheng Fan's arms, and quickly looked away.

He stared at the trampled man with disgust.

"Luan Luan, I have already called the police. The police will be here in a moment."

Meng Xingluan hummed casually, she moved her feet, and the man staggered up from the ground.

The anger in my heart has reached its peak.

Looking at the thin figure with his back turned to him, he endured the pain and raised his fist to smash it down.

"careful!"

Zhou Yubai subconsciously stepped forward to grab the hand, but Meng Xingluan had already reacted faster than him.

A direct horizontal kick hit the man's arm.

The clear sound of broken bones echoed throughout the apartment along with his screams of pain.

"It hurts! You, you bitch!"

The man's name is Cui Gaoyi, and he is forty this year.

He looks so talented, otherwise how could Yan Anqing's mother fall in love with him?

On the outside, he is a boxing coach with excellent reviews, but behind the scenes, he does things worse than animals.

Living like this is a waste of air.

Zhou Yubai took back his hand that was awkwardly suspended in the air, and his stern facial features were filled with complex expressions.

His dark eyes fell precisely on Meng Xingluan.

This wasn't the first time he saw Meng Xingluan teach someone a lesson.

But it always surprises him every time.

"Instead of barking here now, it's better to save your energy and save it for going to the police station."

Cui Gaoyi's face is very fierce and evil.

Before marrying Yan Anqing's mother, he had three marriages, and without exception, the other parties were single mothers with daughters.

His goal is very clear, that is, young and inexperienced girls.

All three girls were brutally murdered by Cui Gaoyi.

One of the girls, who had suffered from depression for many years, couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Cui Gaoyi carries a human life on his body.

At this moment, the girl's ghost was hugging him tightly from behind, covering Cui Gaoyi's face with her slender hands, as if she wanted to cover him to death.

Meng Xingluan had a mobile phone on him.

The live broadcast has not been turned off, but the camera cannot see any pictures, which makes those netizens very anxious.

[Miss, have you been rescued? Why is no one holding up their cell phones? Pineapple platform, can you arrange a little assistant for the master? 】

[Hearing this scream, he must have been rescued. Amitabha was in such great danger. 】

【Master is so handsome! She is simply a role model for women of our generation! Those who look down on girls should take a look, Master is a real woman, she is much better than some men! 】

[That’s right, I can plan and calculate, and I can work in the hall and in the kitchen. From today on, I will be the master’s fan! 】

[Am I the only one who cares about what punishment this beast will receive? 】

……

The barrage did not lose people because of the picture.

Instead, many passers-by came.

Meng Xingluan didn't know anything about this. She looked at Cui Gaoyi coldly. His embarrassed look was like a lost dog.

Cui Gaoyi almost fainted from the pain.

His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his consciousness had become a little blurry because of the pain.

Meng Xingluan had no intention of letting it go.

She drew a talisman in the air with one hand, and as a light flashed quickly, Cui Gaoyi's vision changed.

He fell to the ground trembling, fear rushing from the soles of his feet to his brain.

The man clearly felt a pair of cold hands covering his face.

"You, stop pretending, I'm not afraid of that."

Meng Xingluan curled her lips.

His voice was playful, "How about you look at who is lying on your back?"

After her reminder, Cui Gaoyi turned around belatedly.

But nothing was seen.

The moment he breathed a sigh of relief, a bloody face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"what!"

After a high-pitched scream, Cui Gaoyi was completely tortured and fainted.

Do you think this is over?

No.

And that's just the beginning.

Meng Xingluan helped this poor female ghost and gave her the ability to dream temporarily.

She will weave a nightmare in which she is the master.

She would let Cui Gaoyi experience the pain she endured.

Let a man live but not die.

Sheng Fan comforted Yan Anqing and looked over with deep disgust in his eyes.

"Sister Meng, can you give this beast a good beating? When the police come, we will say it was legitimate defense."

Just being kicked and breaking an arm wasn't enough to offset the nasty things he did.

It's hard to say whether Yan Anqing would have survived if they had come a little later today.

This kind of scum deserves to die!

Shengfan hates evil as much as he hates it.

"He is currently experiencing both physical and mental torture."

Zhou Yubai, who was standing aside, frowned.

Inexplicably, this scene felt familiar.

After half an hour.

He asked complicatedly: "Meng Xingluan, was Lin Che's death... also related to you?"