Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

Tong Xiaoman shook his head and bit his lips. In his eyes, which were somewhat blurred by his illness, there flashed a cold awn, hoarse voice and a trace of firmness: "I want to know who attacked us today. Help me find out."

"OK, I'll check it for you, but now, you have to be obedient and rest assured. Don't worry, okay?" he won't let go of the women who dare to hurt him.

"HMM." the look on his face reassured her.

"Now close your eyes and when you wake up, your third brother will be fine." his low voice showed a convincing magic.

Let her relax gradually.

After she fell asleep, Zhao Yi came in and asked anxiously, "how is she?"

"Cold and fever, Zhao Yi, you help me look at her." Nalan Che slowly let go of Tong Xiaoman's hand and stood up. On the cold and boundless handsome face, at the moment, dark clouds are covered, and the cold eyes are gloomy and cold, which makes people shudder.

"Do you want to..." seeing his look that the storm is coming, Zhao Yi pinches a cold sweat for the man who attacked Tong Xiaoman.

"I'll be back soon." Nalan Che said, bowed down and kissed Tong Xiaoman gently on his forehead, and turned away from the hospital without looking back.

Zhao Yilian looked at his back as if it was burning with fire. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked. He stretched out his hand and drew a cross in front of his chest. Amen.

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Jinse City, night casino.

After nightfall, people from all levels of society began to gather in this place for vent, money, women and all kinds of gambling.

Lively, noisy, extravagant, mixed with all kinds of abuse, swearing at losing money, swearing at winning money, and scolding more hi and cool.

Backstage.

A man with a scar on his face was pacing angrily.

He is the head of the gambling house and the head of a killer organization. He drinks and smokes. His irritability is obvious.

A subordinate came in a hurry with a dignified face.

The scar man immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "how's it going?"

"Boss, the mission failed." the subordinate said solemnly.

"Waste, a team can't complete the task. What else can I do with you?" the scar man suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the table in front of him. Immediately, the things on it fell to the ground.

This is a big deal tonight. As long as you kill Tong Xiaoman, he can get a huge reward for spending the rest of his life without worry even if he breaks his leg.

"Boss, there was an accident and someone saved him..." before he finished, he slapped his face.

The scar man said angrily, "failure is failure. What excuse are you looking for? Waste, get out."

Finally, he kicked him and kicked him straight to the ground.

Suddenly, a sharp shot and scream came.

A man shot in the arm quickly came in from the outside and shouted in panic: "boss, someone kicked the restaurant."

"Fuck, come on, I'm just him. There's fire and no place to vent." the scar man immediately shook his spirit, quickly took out the pistol from the drawer and rushed out.

The lively Gambling Hall is in a mess at the moment. The guests have been scared away, leaving only the people of the gambling house.

I saw a tall ghost like figure standing on the gambling table in the hall. He was wearing black leather clothes and short black hair flying in the wind.