Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin's heart was dripping blood, and a sharp pain spread in his heart, like an endless ocean. The numb pain spread to all parts and bones in an instant, and his blood was slowly forming ice

Holding the photo with his hand, his knuckles were slightly white, and a terrible flame gathered in his eyes, burning!

"Wow -"

He raised his hand. The pile of photos looked like flying butterflies. He was like an angry lion. There was a cruel roar in his eyes!

Ma Zai was stunned and didn't respond. Why did Dongfang Shijin become so angry? The photos were flying and falling slowly.

One fell at his feet. He looked down slightly and suddenly understood why.

"Bang -"

He kicked over the wooden chair in front with one foot. There was a terrible light in his eyes. There was a raging forest fire. He strode forward with the wreckage, which made people shiver inexplicably.

"You will pay the price!"

The voice of the Oriental world brocade is like Satan from hell. His handsome face is terrible senhan!

The man sitting on the sofa turned his head slightly and met the sight of Dongfang Shijin without fear.

"Whoosh -"

When Dongfang Shijin was about to turn around, three silver needles were sent out from his palm and stabbed straight at the neck of Dongfang Shijin!

"For the first time, someone dares to be wild here!"

Dongfang Shijin raised his hand quickly. Two silver needles just hit his watch and scratched a thin trace. Another silver needle stabbed him from his hand. It didn't prick so deep. A thin thread of blood secreted out.

Dongfang Shijin raised his hand and wiped it slightly. There was not much pain on his hand. At this time, the bodyguard behind him had formed a protective circle.

Dongfang Shijin didn't stop for this. When he turned around, his cold vision seemed to be poisoned!

The horse understands.

When they walked out of the room, at the moment when the door was closed, two bodyguards pulled out silencing guns from their waists.

"Bang -"

The splashed blood bloomed a gorgeous flower on the painted black wall. The blood turned into a thread and dripped down the wall.

There is a strong fishy smell in the air. This scene is extremely dark and depressed.

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Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes in confusion. She was lying on a big white bed. The wall was painted secretly, like an angel and a heavenly horse with horns.

Her sight blurred slowly, and then became clear from time to time.