Billion Dollar Husband, Delivered to Your Door!

"Uncle Liang, I can't help but forget it." Li Qingchen hurriedly pulled him.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of measure. I will accompany you home first, then find her, and then come back." Liang Shu sent Li Qingchen home, and then took these people to find ten thousand fathers and ten thousand mothers.

My father and my mother were waiting for news at home. He heard the knock on the door and opened the door quickly. As soon as he saw these little gangsters, he said hurriedly, "How is it?"

Uncle Liang stood up. He was tall, his face was serious, and his expression was particularly imposing. Wan Mu was taken aback: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"You found someone to hurt the morning?"

"This little kid caused my daughter to have a miscarriage, what's wrong with me trying to get her?" Wan Mu shouted, but her momentum was obviously weak, and she took a step back in fright.

Hearing her scolding Li Qingchen like this, my uncle slapped her face with a slap, Wanmu stepped back in fright and splashed: "Why are you hitting someone? Why are you hitting someone? If you are a man hitting a woman, you want a face. shameless?"

"I'll hit whoever has a bad mouth! I'll hit her once if anyone dares to scold her again in the morning!" Liang Shu shouted, standing at the door, like an iron tower.

Wan Mu's face was so swollen that he was very swollen, his uncle did not do anything lightly, and he had no idea not to beat a woman. Anyway, whoever dared to bully his daughter would die!

Why are women not women? When bad guys come to hurt people, have you ever thought that it is a woman who is hurt?

My mother was so frightened that she didn’t dare to scold him anymore, knowing that Mo Yanbai would not be able to support herself, let alone such trivial matters, she could only scream: "She hurt my daughter, I shouldn’t have returned. ?"

"Is this the **** you're looking for?" Uncle Liang grabbed the **** behind him, and patted the brick in his hand. The bastard's leg broke off, and the **** rolled on the ground, screaming pain, and his voice was so loud. The roof must be lifted up.

My father and my mother were pale and leaning against each other. I didn't expect Liang Shu to be someone who could do it.

Uncle Liang picked up the fruit knife and grabbed another bastard. He lifted the knife and dropped his five fingers on the ground.

Blood shed all over the place.

"Uncle Liang, we won't dare anymore, we won't dare anymore! You let us go! We really don't dare anymore!" The little **** knelt and begged for mercy.

My father and my mother were shocked. Where did they ever see such a scene, and where did they dare to confront someone like Uncle Liang?

They trembled, and the good uncle said: "You see, whoever dares to move a finger in the morning again in the future will end up like this! Anyway, I'm not happy, don't think about having a good time!"

My fathers and my mothers were trembling, and they couldn't say anything. How could they think that they would provoke such a person.

Uncle Liang took a few steps forward: "I heard that your daughter is called Wandandan, right? She fell and had a miscarriage, and she wanted to rely on us early in the morning. Very good, if you still want to make early morning ideas in the future, you two, And your daughter..."

There was still blood dripping on his fruit knife, the whole room was smelly of blood, and the gangsters rolled on the ground.

"Don't dare..." Wanmu said tremblingly, so scared that she was about to cry, "I really don't dare..."

"I don't dare to be the best." Uncle Liang put away the fruit knife, winking at the little bastard, "Go."

The punks helped each other and followed him out.