The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

What did the Marquis of song do to Zhou Yunshen? Why is he so calm and confident? Zhou Yunshen told Linzi that this transaction was crucial, so the Marquis of Song Dynasty had been waiting for this opportunity?

"Are you thinking about Zhou Yunshen?"

He suddenly pinched Han Yi's chin, so hard that Han thought his chin was going to be crushed by him.

Song Hou lowered his head, slightly narrowed his eyes staring at Han Yi, "are you thinking of him?"

There is anger between the lips and teeth.

"What did you do to him?"

"Oh

Song Hou sneered, "I don't need to do anything. The clown will kill himself. He thinks that he has become the leading role of the stage, but he doesn't know that he has always been just a clown. He makes people see jokes for nothing."

"And you," he said, with his eyes wide open and Han clearly seeing his face, "is the last fatal blow to him."

"You don't want to take advantage of me!"

Han also roared, the next moment song Hou Hu kisses his lips, which is domineering and forceful. His lips are deliberately bitten and bleeding, and the smell of rust spreads between their lips and teeth.

"Are you crazy?"

Han also said angrily, "Song Hou, you son of a bitch!"

After a bloody kiss, the Duke of song was in a better mood. He hummed and said, "I hope you can talk so powerful when you beg for mercy from me later."

"Drive faster. I'm afraid some people won't be able to wait for us."

He said scornfully.

"What have you done?"

Han is almost crazy.

What he hates most is being played with by others. He clearly tells you that he controls your dead hole in his hand, which will make you miserable and desperate, but he doesn't tell you what you have done!

"What? Angry, isn't it? You even want to kill me, don't you? Tut Tut, Han Yi, you should learn to restrain your emotions. "

"At one glance, it's not good."

The warm blood covered his eyes. Zhou Yun deeply wiped a handful of blood. The steel pipe he took in his hand had been deformed. A bullet had been lost in the pistol. There were still 40 or 50 people around him. They looked at the man who was the same as them from the bottom to the present position. Although at a disadvantage, he was still like a tiger.

Many of the people lying around were still struggling, sometimes crying in pain, but no one helped them.

"Zhou Yunshen, surrender."

A man: "you can't run away, you will also be consumed by us."

"Is it?"

Zhou Yun said with a sneer: "it's too early to say who lives who dies."

With a violent wave of his stick, he said, "those who are not afraid of death will come."

Several people looked at each other, and the man above said that he would be killed before he came, but he also said that he could not escape. A few people heart a horizontal wave knife and steel stick rush up!

"Look at it."

A car like a snake stopped not far away. In the dark of the night, no one found the arrival of the car, only the sound of fighting desperately. Seizing Han Yi's hair, marquis song sent him to the window, pointing to the fighting place and saying, "your Zhou Yunshen is struggling in it now. It's really pitiful," he sneered. "It's a mole ant, but he still wants to carry the whole day. In the end, he can only be crushed alive."

Han also tears in his eyes, hands into a fist, heart like a knife.

"Remember the feeling of this moment," Song Hou said to his ear, "this is the taste of regret."

"It would be nice if you stayed by my side all the time, otherwise there would be so many things," said Song Hou, rubbing his ear and passing through the cheek of chaohanyi. When he was about to meet, Han Yimeng punched him. Song Houjie got a strong blow, but the door was locked and he couldn't get out.

"Open the door!"

He yelled at the driver.

The driver looked at him coldly, and then the Marquis of Song Dynasty spit out a spit with blood and said, "don't worry, there's time for you to go out."

"Marquis song," Han also turned to stare at him and said, "even if I die with Zhou Yunshen, I will never be with you!"

"Well," Song Hou pulled off his tie and leaned back. "Now you seem to have forgotten your son. You don't care about him? Originally, I still wanted to raise him as my son. If you do, he will have no value Is it going to the club to raise money, or Is it solved? "

When Marquis song looked at Han Yi, the lights in the car were turned on deliberately. At this time, he kept a distance from him, staring at him with scarlet eyes. He had already regarded him as a deadly enemy.

The cup of marquis song was soft to everyone, but he was cruel to the enemy. However, in Han Yi's case, he gave up again and again, but he didn't have a bottom line at all.

"Han Yi, I have my bottom line. If you have to challenge my bottom line, I don't mind showing you the consequences."

"Don't try to hijack me to save Zhou Yunshen," Song Hou chuckled. "If you want him to get his head blown right away.""Take a good look at it. It took me more than a year to prepare for this play. Don't let me down, eh?"

He raised his hand to touch Han and was beaten down by Han. The Marquis of Song Dynasty was not annoyed. He pointed to the place where he was fighting and said with a smile: "he looks weak."

Han Yimeng's head just saw a knife cut on Zhou Yunshen's shoulder! He almost screamed! The mouth was covered by people from behind, and the moist breath of marquis song was beside his ears, "don't worry, let you go down soon."

Zhou Yunshen had been fighting hard for a long time. He knocked down a few and quickly made up a few. The Marquis of Song Dynasty had long thought of using wheel warfare to consume Zhou Yunshen's physical strength.

Minutes and seconds have been infinitely elongated, Zhou Yunshen's wound seems to fall on Han Yi's body.

Han also looked at Zhou Yunshen, who was surrounded in the middle, like a hero who had gone out of the way. He fought alone until the last moment. His eyes were hot. It was clear that they were still talking about marriage a few hours ago and were still planning for the future. Everything had been decided. It was just one step away.

"Do you want him to live?"

"Conditions."

"Now you don't mean it," Hou said? Is opening mouth conditional? "

"However, you still know me," said the Duke of song with a smile. "You go down and tell him that you don't want him. You just play with him. You stay with him just to help me defeat him..."

"Then I will spare him his life."

Han Yimeng looked back at him, and song Hou grinned, "don't look at me like this. This kind of thing is to pay attention to your love and my wish. If you really don't want to agree, you won't agree. Anyway, now you are mine. For Han Jingyun, you won't seek for life. It depends on whether you want him to live or not."

"Han Yi," the Marquis of Song Dynasty snapped his fingers, the lights were on, the driver was in the direction of Zhou Yunshen, and the people around him would move aside.