Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

There are women in big hoop skirts sitting with red wine and smiling with men. There are also men and women in twos and threes getting together to discuss something

Each window is a completely different scene.

In the hall, there are several pairs of men and women with the appearance of men and women, shaking their bodies and dancing slowly with this soft piano music

The waiter dressed in black and white walked methodically with Champagne

Ye Qingcheng holds her skirt and her long hair like seaweed is a little messy. Her eyes are like a deer lost in the jungle. It's beautiful and amazing, but people don't dare to look directly

She wanted to ask the waiter how to get to the bottom of the cabin from here.

"Bang -"

"Bang -"

"Bang -"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, like something was smashed. Then there were three gunshots upstairs.

"Ah --"

"Help --"

"Ah --"

Then there was a woman's shriek!

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head and suddenly his pupils shrank. A chill suddenly rushed up from the soles of his feet and spread all over his limbs

The wooden door on the fifth floor was smashed vigorously, and a group of black bodyguards quickly surrounded the whole fifth floor. Ma Zai held a black revolver in his hand, and there was a light smoke curling from the black muzzle.

Obviously, he just fired a gun!

The bodyguard in black quickly formed a circle and seemed to protect the people inside. The next second, ye Qingcheng saw the Oriental world brocade!

The suit coat he was wearing was lost somewhere. The dark blue shirt inside was a little messy. His black curly long hair was slightly wet by sweat and covered his forehead in disorder.

The facial features are deep and cold.

His body shook slightly, but he still couldn't hide his inherent arrogance and wildness!

Every step he took was fierce and bloodthirsty. He pushed away the bodyguard in front of him, like Satan who came to claim his life. Bloodthirsty and cruel!

It seems that he noticed something strange on the first floor. The wild and fierce pace of Dongfang Shijin stopped slightly. He stopped and looked slightly at the hall on the first floor. The arc raised by his thin lips was killing and fierce!

"Young master, now we have blocked all the exits of the whole ferry." Ma Zai put away his pistol and looked at Dongfang Shijin with some fear. Now Dongfang Shijin is too scary

Just then, they stood at the door of the room and suddenly heard the sound of smashing things inside.

The horse's intuition is not good. He has silencing equipment, but he still can't cover up the smashing inside. He can't help but feel strange. The bodyguard knocked the door open and was not only stunned by the scene inside.

Dongfang Shijin almost kicked the chair made of pure copper, his wrists and blood like a spring gushed out, and the handcuffs embedded in the chair were forcibly smashed by him.

Babara, dressed in t-pants and tight inner - clothes, fainted to the ground. There was blood on her forehead, and even her body was stained with bright red liquid. There was a small pool of bright red blood under her body. I don't know whether it was from Oriental world brocade or Babara

That pool of blood is scarlet. Under the reflection of metallic luster, it looks ferocious and terrible

He stood there, like a wild forest beast with scarlet eyes, and his breath was like a hungry wolf

He almost lost his mind!