The flash marriage lover who killed the emperor

"No change..."...

When she heard the man next to her say these two words, Yan Qingmei knew that the man behind her who was pestering her endlessly was about to suffer, but if he kept pestering her like this, she probably would have made a move if Kuang was not by her side.Yan Qingmei always ignores what she hates, like the man behind her wantonly pestering her, she has to get rid of it.

I seem to be calm, elegant and handsome, but everyone has a bottom line, and anyone who touches it must pay the price.

But this time, there should be no need to do it himself, Kuang can no longer control his violent and bloodthirsty heart!Feeling the strong aura, Qing Mei was really shocked, what exactly did Kuang go through?To have such a powerful and frightening aura.This strength alone can make one's calf tremble.

Such an arrogant and murderous man is so special to him, thinking of this, Mei actually smiled unabashedly at this moment.

And Leng Fenglie was very close, so he naturally heard the conversation between the two. He automatically ignored Yan Qingmei's words, because he had heard a lot of similar words in the past few days, and there were some that were more poisonous than the word "fly".But I don't care.

If you like it, you must get it. This is his Leng Fenglie's character. If you really can't get it, you will be destroyed.In short, it is impossible to let go.

Especially when facing Yan Qingmei, his patience with this man was unprecedented, unlike the perfunctory treatment of those playthings before.Almost devoted himself wholeheartedly, for the first time he wanted to get someone not only the body, but also the other person's heart.

He wanted Yan Qingmei's heart.Thinking of falling in love with such a fascinating man with all his heart, Leng Fenglie's whole body screamed with heat.

He is a man in fantasy, but he doesn't know that his life is hanging by a thread.

When he saw the man who was walking with his beauty turned around, Leng Fenglie felt that in front of him was not a human being, but a dragon soaring into the sky.Arrogant, ruthless, cold, destructive...

Originally intending to teach the other party's mood, the originally imagined Yan Qingmei's mood of becoming her was all disillusioned when the man turned around.

So strong... This is the first feeling of the cold wind, and then the body naturally takes precautions.

"I said, you will never have a chance." Of course the dead will never have the chance to approach Mei, one step...two steps...three steps...one meter away, Di Sikuang stopped.

Very familiar words.

"It's you..." Leng Fenglie could hear Di Sikuang's voice, could it be that when he called the beauty yesterday, he was picked up by a strange man.It turned out to be the man in front of him.

Leng Fenglie had to admit that the other party was extraordinary, but... There was also a vicious sneer at the corner of his mouth.Opportunities... Hmph... Opportunities are always created by yourself.

However, what Leng Fenglie was about to say was stopped by the man on the opposite side who made a sudden move. His fists were whistling and his kicks were sharp and killing.

Ghost-like skill, very quickly...

Bang... I was kicked by a cold wind and hit the marble pillar at the entrance of the restaurant, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of my mouth...

Broken... With that strong force and terrifying skill, just one kick broke two of his ribs.

Leng Fenglie feels that he is not a man's opponent at all. He is a majestic Asian gangster, the leader of Chi Xiao, and he can't even resist the opponent for ten rounds.

In the few rounds of fighting just now, Leng Fenglie felt that what he was facing was not a human being, but an extremely violent and ferocious beast, which was daunting.

"Not enough... not enough..." Seeing Leng Fenglie kicked several meters away by himself, Di Sikuang didn't stop at all, and walked directly towards Leng Fenglie.

When approaching, the figure accelerated.Leng Fenglie reluctantly resisted, but found it was futile... No matter how he dodged it, it was useless, and an unimaginable heavy punch fell on him.Like raindrops, for men to vent.

A living devastation.

Yan Qingmei, who stood aside and watched all this indifferently, watched Di Sikuang's unilateral abuse and beating Leng Fenglie.At the same time, he was also paying attention to the surrounding situation. He saw some passers-by and people in the restaurant looking at him.After all, it was noon, and it was normal for there to be a lot of people. This was another fight in public.

It's also normal to draw attention to yourself.

Yan Qingmei was thinking, trying to dissuade him when Kuang was about to beat him to death!Yan Qingmei, who was more like watching the wind, was watching from the side.Very leisurely!

Speaking of the cold wind with a bruised face and blood overflowing... like a broken rag, you can do whatever you want.

"I said, you have no chance." One punch... another punch... Leng Fenglie, whose blood was already pouring into the column, couldn't open his eyes.

Not enough... not enough... Di Sikuang, whose hands were already covered in blood, couldn't stop at all.Blood...he wanted more blood to quell his icy rage.

The charm is his, it's his, no one else can touch it.

As for Leng Fenglie, he has no way to think anymore. No one can understand the trembling throbbing in his heart. This man... dare to hit him...