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Mo Li won't hit her, but his bodyguard will.

The bodyguard stepped on her with his feet, and then stepped on her: "you're too polite to you, you don't know who it is. When he ran to Mo Zong's head, Mo Zong really wanted to kill you, just like killing an ant."

"Fight, fight, fight hard, if you have the ability, kill me. If you can't kill me, I'll make you restless forever. Come on, come on, kill me quickly, come on. I'm dying and happy now." Ai wanwan is afraid of death, but the imminent death is psychological warfare. Mo Li still has a knot in her heart. She still has a sharp weapon. In other words, it's not that easy to kill her.

Lying on the ground, she held her head in her hands, curled up tightly, and scolded the bodyguard. The more the bodyguard scolded, the more angry he became. He couldn't control the strength of his lower foot. He kicked her in the heart. It hurt so much that she didn't make a sound for a long time.

When she could make a sound, she began to cry and cried hoarsely: "Mo Li, you are so cruel. Why do you treat me like this? What kind of medicine did Cheng Qingyao give you? What kind of medicine did she give you? You can be fascinated by her. There is only her in your eyes and no one else?" Mo Li was too lazy to explain to her and took out a stack of photos and threw them in front of her: "Take a good look and see what these are. If you see these clearly, you will know how unbearable you are. If you want to compare yourself with Cheng Qingyao, you won't be qualified in your next life."

AI wanwan lay on the ground with her heart covered and her right hand stretched out reluctantly. She grabbed a photo and put it in front of her eyes. This is not Cheng Qingyao's photo, not Cheng Qingyao's handle, but her gorgeous photo.

The lost luggage is missing!

How much Mo Li has done to her, she finally knows!

Looking at the photo, she smiled and cried. She looked like a madman crying and laughing: "it was you... It was all your people... It turned out that you were ready and waiting for me to jump into the pit you dug step by step... Taxi, since you don't even let go of the taxi..."

She finally understood that she couldn't play with him openly. If she wanted to play with him, she had to play secretly, just like four years ago. Four years ago, she won many battles and caught him off guard. Until Cheng Qingyao left injured, he didn't know what the problem was.

How fun it was four years ago!

Why can't we play like we did four years ago? Why should we pick her out? Cheng Qingyao's bitch is really cheap. She didn't die in several major accidents and gave birth to a daughter. Bitch, bitch, only bitch's life is hard.

She tore the picture and tore it with hatred.

Mo Li didn't stop her, and the bodyguard didn't stop her, so she let her tear it. However, Mo Li laughed at her, and her voice in a good mood was very different from her: "tear it, tear it safely, I still have a steady stream after tearing it."

"You, you are hateful..." Ai wanwan stopped tearing, and it was obvious that he still had a bottom on his side.

Mo Li smiles: "Compared with your hatefulness, what's my point? AI wanwan, do you understand now? Can you die in peace? That's how it happened, so what's the use of your intelligence? If you don't die, you'll annoy Tan Yeying once, and you want to annoy Tan Yeying twice? Tan Yeying will be so stupid that she told the secret of your medicine four years ago, and now she's used your plan by you?"

AI wanwan slowly sat up from the ground with her heart covered, spit out the hair falling into her mouth, looked at Mo Li and smiled awkwardly and ferociously: "Mo Li, you and I have been together for so many years, I don't know you? Yes, I give you all your unhappiness, but what can I do? Kill if you want, I won't beg you, let alone let you beat around the bush. In the car accident four years ago, I told you, I don't know, remember or even understand what you're talking about?" There's no way to force her to admit her crime four years ago. There's no way to make her accept legal sanctions.

She can die, but she wants to die in his hands, so that his hands are covered with blood, nightmares and guilt for a lifetime.

Therefore, the end of the game, there is no justice, no law, only black eat black.

And she, gambling Mo Li, dare not use black.

Evil eyes stared at Mo Li. Mo Li didn't seem to be affected by her words. He should smile or smile. He smiled and said to her, "it doesn't matter if I don't remember things four years ago. I have some ways to make you remember slowly. AI wanwan, there is one of your pornographic photos in my mobile phone. Which one do you think is more appropriate for me to send first?"

"What? What do you want to do? Who do you want to send it to?" Ai wanwan panicked.

Mo Li didn't answer her. His slender fingers gently slid the screen and chose the picture inside: "how about this one? It's very appropriate to take the first one. AI wanwan, can you listen? Li Dongyang, the manager of a bank, was recruited as a son-in-law by the Yang family because he was born in a poor and humble rural family."

"...." Ai wanwan panicked more and more. Mo Li wanted to kill people with a knife? He didn't do it himself, his men didn't do it, and wanted those women to do it at her? No, no, no, no, she didn't, No.

Mo Li's voice paused and came again: "Apart from his poor family, Li Dongyang is still a good-looking man. However, his wife is nothing but rich. She is five years older than him. He has endured it all these years and began to look for women to steal food outside until he has a firm foundation. There is no airtight wall in the world. If he steals it, his wife will know. Every time he makes a fuss, those people are very angry Women have been poisoned by his wife. AI wanwan, you have tasted his taste, should you also taste his wife's taste? "

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AI Wan Wan repeatedly shouted no, but what's the use? Mo Li didn't listen to her at all. When she took these photos, she wanted to extort money when she was desperate. Now, before money began to knock, she fell into this situation.

She was afraid. She climbed towards Moli with a pale face and hair. She wanted to grab back her mobile phone and photos.

How could the bodyguard let her pass, picked her up, pulled her hair hard, and hurt the wound behind her. She was dizzy and nauseous with pain and tried to pass out several times.

Mo Li ignored her and then chose the second photo: "That's a good one! Wang Dagang, 55, died of his wife's sudden illness three years ago, which caused a storm in the city. Many people say that he deliberately killed his wife in order to get his wife's high insurance. Unfortunately, there is no evidence against him. After his wife died, his childhood really moistened a lot, and he married a little wife 20 years younger than him in less than half a year. This is a pity A little wife is no better than his first wife. She is very powerful. She not only occupies Lao Wang's body, but also Lao Wang's money. If I told her that there is a woman named AI wanwan outside who is also thinking about Lao Wang's money, would she rush over with a knife? "

After that, he sent out the photos again and didn't forget to boast about her: "Ai wanwan, you are really smart. The common feature of these photos is that the prostitutes have a very powerful wife. You deliberately keep such a skill when you know they are afraid of wives. You can knock the money at that time. Yes, you are smart, but what's the use of being smart? Tan Yeying is better than you. Her husband loves her, her son is healthy, her mother-in-law regards her as her own daughter, and Cheng Qingyao's best friend supports her. What about you? What's the point of being so smart? "

"..." Ai wanwan has withered and lies on the ground lifeless. His mind is full of chaotic scenes of women tearing and forcing her. Mo Li sent out three more photos and said: "five women are enough to wait on you and save some for the next time. The game is fun to play slowly."

With that, without looking at her, he stood up and walked out: "you stare here and let them not play dead at once. Funny women should let them play more times, torture and enjoy slowly..."