Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Lone Eagle was almost overthrown by Admiral Fan.

Seeing this, thirty bodyguards all stepped forward and pinned Yang Mifan to the floor.

Tianmuz stood up, looked coldly at Admiral Fan, whose face was full of veins, his appearance was so terrifying that he frowned.

Lone Eagle stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Z, admire Fan, maybe it's really not A An."

Tianmu Z, but he didn't give up: "Admiration Fan, it's okay if you don't hand over the dark moon ring, and don't admit that you are a dark. Today, our game rule is: how cruel can you be to yourself. How about it, you If you can do it to my satisfaction, I will ask you to take Mu Wanqing away. She is in private room 56 on the second floor."

As he said that, the monitor lens was moved back, and the house number was clearly seen.

Admire Fan Ye's thirty bodyguards, clasping his hands and feet on the ground behind his back, panting heavily, and staring at the sky with hatred.

As for Tianmu Z, with a sneer on his face, he threw a sharp steel knife onto the floor in front of him: "Admiration Fan, be smart. Mu Wanqing's fall would probably break all the bones in her body." It’s not in shape. Don’t waste your life-saving time, act quickly and stimulate me!!”

Scarlet blood, along the hair of Yang Mifan, dripped onto his sight one by one.

Admire Fan looked at the woman who kept a certain posture, lying on the ground, motionless, as if she was not even breathing.

His eyes turned cold, and he shook his body vigorously.

Tianmu Z saw him, and raised his hand to signal the bodyguards on top of him to step back.

Lone Eagle was worried that Admiral Fan would act too aggressively, so he stood in the distance protecting the sky, and let several bodyguards stand in front of him.

Seeing Mufan grabbing the steel knife, Tianmu Z murmured meaningfully: "I have to say, your dart skills are so good that it makes people a little jealous."

I'm afraid anyone with a normal mind can understand the overtones.

Yang Mufan stood up precariously, staring coldly at the sky Z, walked to the edge of a table, put his hand on it, and without blinking, directly inserted the sharp steel knife into his palm...

The sharp steel knife pierced the table.

Time seemed to freeze.

Looking at the blood, along the tip of the knife, "Pa-ta~Pa-ta~" fell on the floor, but Yang Mufan's face turned pale, and there was almost no expression. Inexplicably, everyone present shuddered inexplicably. .

They have never met anyone who can be so cruel to them.

Tianmu Z stared coldly at the expression of admired by Mufan. After a long while, he smiled: "Mr. Yang, you are really courageous. But, your level is only this little?!"

Yang Mufan resisted the severe pain in his palm, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the steel knife.

His handsome face was trembling with pain, and covered with a thick layer of cold sweat.

Without blinking his eyes, he stabbed himself in the abdomen with a knife.

The heart-piercing colic made the veins on his handsome forehead pop out, and his eyes instantly flushed red.

The moment the knife was drawn, blood splashed out like pillars.

"...Is it exciting?!" Yang Mufan's teeth clenched faintly, and he struggled to squeeze out three words from his throat.

Tianmu Z wanted to say something else, but Lone Eagle suddenly took the phone and said to him, "Z, an emergency call."

After taking it, Tianmu Z asked in a low voice: "What's going on?!"

"..." After hearing the message from the other end of the phone, Tianmu Z's expression changed drastically, and he led the bodyguards away quickly.

However, before he left, he did not forget to kick the convulsively painful admirer Fan to the ground: "Your surname is Yang, listen clearly: I spared your life today because I was afraid of your influence." , but, if you die, the game will be boring in the future. Live well, and we will fight slowly in the future."

After speaking, Tianmu Z took the bodyguards and left quickly.

Yang Mufan was covered in blood, lying on the ground, staring viciously at Tianmu z's leaving back, he gritted his teeth: "Tianmu, z!!"

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Supporting the wall, Yang Mufan limped and went to private room 56 on the second floor, and saw Mu Wanqing lying there.

The posture is still the posture of hitting the wall and bouncing on the ground before.

Seeing her covered in blood, Yang Mufan suddenly felt very painful.

He couldn't tell if it was the wound on his body or the pain in his heart, he just felt very painful, the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate, convulse, and faint.

Let go of the hand that was firmly pressing on her abdomen, he took off his blood-stained coat, wrapped it around Mu Wanqing's body, felt the pulse at her neck, it was still beating, he patted her face, and sighed Shouted: "Mu Wanqing?! Wake up..., Wanqing, open your eyes..."

Mu Wanqing only felt that her eyelids were heavy and heavy, and every cell and every bone in her body was in pain.

She heard a voice calling her name all the time, trying to open her eyelids, but she couldn't open them no matter what.I felt my strength being pulled away from my body little by little.

The result of struggling for a long time is: she frowned slightly, and a weak and vague word escaped from her lips: "It hurts, Lian Jing, I'm in so much pain..."

When Yang Mufan heard the name she called out, her dark eyes suddenly darkened, very silent... Lone Eagle was almost overturned by Yang Mufan.

Seeing this, thirty bodyguards all stepped forward and pinned Yang Mifan to the floor.

Tianmuz stood up, looked coldly at Admiral Fan, whose face was full of veins, his appearance was so terrifying that he frowned.

Lone Eagle stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Z, admire Fan, maybe it's really not A An."

Tianmu Z, but he didn't give up: "Admiration Fan, it's okay if you don't hand over the dark moon ring, and don't admit that you are a dark. Today, our game rule is: how cruel can you be to yourself. How about it, you If you can do it to my satisfaction, I will ask you to take Mu Wanqing away. She is in private room 56 on the second floor."

As he said that, the monitor lens was moved back, and the house number was clearly seen.

Admire Fan Ye's thirty bodyguards, clasping his hands and feet on the ground behind his back, panting heavily, and staring at the sky with hatred.

As for Tianmu Z, with a sneer on his face, he threw a sharp steel knife onto the floor in front of him: "Admiration Fan, be smart. Mu Wanqing's fall would probably break all the bones in her body." It’s not in shape. Don’t waste your life-saving time, act quickly and stimulate me!!”

Scarlet blood, along the hair of Yang Mifan, dripped onto his sight one by one.

Admire Fan looked at the woman who kept a certain posture, lying on the ground, motionless, as if she was not even breathing.

His eyes turned cold, and he shook his body vigorously.

Tianmu Z saw him, and raised his hand to signal the bodyguards on top of him to step back.

Lone Eagle was worried that Admiral Fan would act too aggressively, so he stood in the distance protecting the sky, and let several bodyguards stand in front of him.

Seeing Mufan grabbing the steel knife, Tianmu Z murmured meaningfully: "I have to say, your dart skills are so good that it makes people a little jealous."

I'm afraid anyone with a normal mind can understand the overtones.

Yang Mufan stood up precariously, staring coldly at the sky Z, walked to the edge of a table, put his hand on it, and without blinking, directly inserted the sharp steel knife into his palm...

The sharp steel knife pierced the table.

Time seemed to freeze.

Looking at the blood, along the tip of the knife, "Pa-ta~Pa-ta~" fell on the floor, but Yang Mufan's face turned pale, and there was almost no expression. Inexplicably, everyone present shuddered inexplicably. .

They have never met anyone who can be so cruel to them.

Tianmu Z stared coldly at the expression of admired by Mufan. After a long while, he smiled: "Mr. Yang, you are really courageous. But, your level is only this little?!"

Yang Mufan resisted the severe pain in his palm, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the steel knife.

His handsome face was trembling with pain, and covered with a thick layer of cold sweat.

Without blinking his eyes, he stabbed himself in the abdomen with a knife.

The heart-piercing colic made the veins on his handsome forehead pop out, and his eyes instantly flushed red.

The moment the knife was drawn, blood splashed out like pillars.

"...Is it exciting?!" Yang Mufan's teeth clenched faintly, and he struggled to squeeze out three words from his throat.

Tianmu Z wanted to say something else, but Lone Eagle suddenly took the phone and said to him, "Z, an emergency call."

After taking it, Tianmu Z asked in a low voice: "What's going on?!"

"..." After hearing the message from the other end of the phone, Tianmu Z's expression changed drastically, and he led the bodyguards away quickly.

However, before he left, he did not forget to kick the convulsively painful admirer Fan to the ground: "Your surname is Yang, listen clearly: I spared your life today because I was afraid of your influence." , but, if you die, the game will be boring in the future. Live well, and we will fight slowly in the future."

After speaking, Tianmu Z took the bodyguards and left quickly.

Yang Mufan was covered in blood, lying on the ground, staring viciously at Tianmu z's leaving back, he gritted his teeth: "Tianmu, z!!"

**********************************************

Supporting the wall, Yang Mufan limped and went to private room 56 on the second floor, and saw Mu Wanqing lying there.

The posture is still the posture of hitting the wall and bouncing on the ground before.

Seeing her covered in blood, Yang Mufan suddenly felt very painful.

He couldn't tell if it was the wound on his body or the pain in his heart, he just felt very painful, the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate, convulse, and faint.

Let go of the hand that was firmly pressing on her abdomen, he took off his blood-stained coat, wrapped it around Mu Wanqing's body, felt the pulse at her neck, it was still beating, he patted her face, and sighed Shouted: "Mu Wanqing?! Wake up..., Wanqing, open your eyes..."

Mu Wanqing only felt that her eyelids were heavy and heavy, and every cell and every bone in her body was in pain.

She heard a voice calling her name all the time, trying to open her eyelids, but she couldn't open them no matter what.I felt my strength being pulled away from my body little by little.

The result of struggling for a long time is: she frowned slightly, and a weak and vague word escaped from her lips: "It hurts, Lian Jing, I'm in so much pain..."

When Yang Mufan heard the name she called out, her dark eyes suddenly darkened, very silent...