Dear wife: please be gentle, president

When the two of them walked side by side to his harley motorcycle, they saw four or five gangsters surrounded with knives and clubs in their hands.

This should be the owner of the car. One of the hooligans had a look of disdain on his face.after he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful and pressed the 20-centimeter wooden rod on his shoulder to show his powerful aura.

Ye yimo's face was expressionless as he stretched out his arm and pulled fu qing into his arms as a protective gesture.

"Yes, then please stay away from the car. "Ye has angered those hooligans with mo yi's emotionless tone!

"Dirty! As one of the hooligans stretched out his legs and directly kicked harley to the ground, the other hooligans also took the baton and smashed it hard at the car.

The windshield rear view mirror shattered all over the floor.

"You ..." Fu qing was a little angry. When he wanted to go forward and criticize them, he was pulled back by ye yimo.

She only used her index finger to hiss at the side of her hand. After that, the two of them quietly watched the expensive harley motorbike being smashed into a pile of scrap metal.

With mo ting's exceptionally calm demeanor, it was as if the car was not his at all, or something that was more than ten or twenty yuan was not worth mentioning.

Fu qing was heartbroken. She gritted her teeth and tried to rush forward several times, but was stopped.

"Well, aren't you dirty now? It's just a bunch of crap. "Said the knave, without knowing whether to die or not.

With mo ting's attitude, he was still unusually calm! When he saw the car being smashed, he suddenly smiled. His smile was very unrestrained and made people shudder.

"What the hell are you laughing at? "The little punk was a little scared by this smile, so he simply pointed the dagger at ye yimo.

"You guys are so stupid. This car can sell for a lot of money." "Ye yimo said casually. His aura was too fierce. He was only 21 years old and was already used to all kinds of violence. This kind of thing would only throw things out, but also the level of kindergarten graduates.

"You guys are still playing with such a low level method of smashing things. Why don' t you just do it?" "Said ye yimo faintly.

All the people present did not say anything. They only felt a chill rising from the tip of their hearts. However, no matter what, they were all here to cause trouble, so they must not be afraid. Therefore, the leader of the hooligans rushed towards ye yimo with a stick in his hand.

The person who was provoked naturally didn' t know the severity of his attack, so he immediately rushed over and popped his head!

However, ye yimo still maintained an elegant posture as he held fu qing in his arms and gently flashed. The person who hit the head immediately rushed over and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

At this time, her mind was completely unable to think. What was going on right now? Why did they suddenly start fighting? Ye yimo clearly said earlier that he didn' t care that his car was smashed, but why did he purposely provoke them?

Just as she was in a state of dementia, ye yimo easily knocked the four hooligans to the ground.

For him, it's not even a warm-up. However, considering that fu qing was by her side, her mental endurance was limited.

"Do it next time you see whose car it is. Otherwise, you won' t be so lucky. "

Ye yimo's words were not a threat but a statement of the truth. After being with boss lu and han yue for so many years, anyone who offended them was basically solved on the spot.

The three of them didn' t hold grudges, because if they had any grudges, they would be avenged on the spot, and most of them would never see each other again.

Just as ye yi mo kindly reminded him, a hooligan who had been knocked down by him suddenly stood up and struck fu qing with a club.

Ye yimo was quick with his eyes and hands as he blocked fu qing's way. The thick stick hit his back and he let out a muffled groan, his brows tightly locked.

Fu qing knew that this time, it must have been extremely painful, but she had no time to think about it. Because of the reason why she couldn' t stand still, her body was leaning forward step by step. If she went down like this, she would definitely fall to the ground. Behind her was the glass shard of the harley car that had been smashed by the hooligans.

Ye yimo, who had been hit by a stick, was still fast and agile. He stopped fu qing's waist and strode away, blocking her back with his long legs. The two of them hugged each other and fell heavily to the ground. Ye yimo's entire body was pierced by the glass and he didn' t even make a sound.

"Brother yimo, brother yimo, are you okay ..." Fu qing fell to the ground and my first thought was to care about him.

"You are wounded. Why are you bleeding so much? "

Ye yimo was not in a hurry to answer.after the two of them stood up, he directly kicked the man who was waving his club at fu qing.

The movement was very simple, but it was more lethal than all the fists that had been thrown together just now. The man flew three meters away and spat out blood and fell to the ground without moving.

Fu qing naturally had no time to care about this.she looked at ye yimo and her arms were covered in glass shards, and her heart ached terribly.

"Call them an ambulance. "Ye mo's tone was still calm. These hooligans should really be glad that they met fu qing and him today.

This was not the time to call an ambulance for them. Fu qing was more concerned about the injury on ye yimo's arm.

Seeing how anxious she was about to cry, ye yimo actually laughed. This was just another confirmation of the previous sentence. As long as he was injured, his heart would ache.

Fu qing anxiously tried to find something useful in his backpack to help him clean his wound.

However, ye yimo did not rush to raise her chin and inched closer to her, forcing her to the nearest tree.

"What ... What's wrong with you? Does your arm hurt? 'What does that mean?

"Will you leave me? Ye yimo suddenly asked affectionately.

Fu qing really felt angry and amused. Was it time to ask this question?

"Perhaps, I don't know how to answer you. "Forced to this position, fu qing replied perfunctorily, then buried his head in his bag to look for something.

"What do you mean it's possible? If you leave, you will leave. If you don't leave, you won't leave! Ye yimo's voice suddenly sank. Obviously, he was anxious to get an answer.

Fu qing was very helpless. There was no way she could calm down and think about it now, so she gave a random reason." Because there is no such thing as an endless feast. We are friends now, so we don' t have to be friends in the future ..."

"You mean friends don't last long, do you? "Ye yimo continued to ask. His entire body was practically pressed against her body. It was really unique that the ambiguous atmosphere spread in such a bloody atmosphere.

Fu qing nodded in panic.

"Then be my woman. "