Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

The moon turned her head in doubt, and the light on the other side of the glass lit up.

Then, the LCD screen flashed, and the picture appeared clearly.

In the streets of Chinatown, New York. There lay a man with messy hair and covered with blood, who was beaten out of shape.

That's worse than the last Shang Dynasty.

The bright moon was so surprised that she widened her eyes and carefully identified it for a long time. Until she slightly raised her head on the chair and exposed the dragon shaped jade ornament around her neck, she made sure that the man was her brother. Tomorrow.

"You devil! Why! Why!"

Make sure that the person outside is his brother. Mingyue can no longer calm down and is close to collapse.

Ran frantically to the night mark and beat his chest with both hands.

The big hand fiercely grabbed the waving little hand and held it tightly. A pair of haze eyes stared at the impulsive person in front of him.

"Why? You don't deserve to know now!"

Hearing this humiliating sentence, Mingyue tried her best to break free and looked at the eyes that frightened her.

"You want money, don't you? I'll give it to you. Let him go quickly!"

"Money?"

"I'll give you as much as you let him go."

The bright moon is crying. As long as tomorrow is all right, she would rather not have anything.

"Billion."

"Dollars!"

Thin lips, gently spit out the number, and wait to see the reaction of the person in front of you.

The moon widened her eyes and knew that the night Mark would deliberately embarrass her, but she still put forward the matter of "money" so foolishly.

"Your brother has been eating and drinking freely in the casino under my name in the United States for a month. He lost more than 9 million in gambling. Plus eating and drinking, there should be 10 million. The rest is counted as the interest to help you raise your brother."

"You did it on purpose?"

After a while, Mingyue finally reacted. All this was premeditated by the man in front of him

"Well, what can you bear with me?"

Facing the doubt of the bright moon, a terrible violence suddenly appeared on the night Mark's face, as if he had lost patience.

"Ah!"

There was a scream across the screen, and the moon looked at it in panic.

Tomorrow's arm was pulled out and put on the table. A strong man with a knife raised his hand.

"No!"

The bright moon looked at the night mark, and the tone had obviously begged, and the smart eyes had a tear like pain

But let the flame of hatred in his eyes burn even more.