MTL - Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You-Chapter 4 Shura brother

Cheaply squatting, looking at the fascinating young boy with fear and horror, and forced to calm down, angrily said: "The beast! I am also your father, how can you do this to me!"

"Father?" The purple boy’s crisp and cold-sounding voice sounded with a little bit of sly, as if he had heard a big joke, and laughed in amazement.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Can't afford it!"

The face of Wujing’s old man’s face was iron and blue, and hated: “You two monsters, born to be the father’s, can use yours to continue your father’s life, that’s your glory!” It is a plausible word, of course, in the eyes of the two teenagers without disguise aversion and fear.

Although I heard the clouds in the fog, but Gu could not help but turn his eyes, this old man, actually so shameless, cold and ruthless, even his son does not care, not to mention his own little girl.

However, there are only some people who are unclear about the situation, and the father and son are disabled. It’s weird! No matter, listen to it first!

The Tsing Yi teenager on the side slammed out his hand and grabbed the neck of the old man. "Monster? Yes, then you will come to see the two monsters you gave birth, how to destroy your Jinfeng Villa!" The teenager made a smirk of evil and let go of the old man. But turned and buckled a man in his twenties and walked to the old man.

"This, it seems to be your eldest son. I heard that he is a civil and military genius. I am very happy!"

Bringing up the man's face, revealing a clear and arrogant, now is the face of hatred, "Monster, you can rest!"

"Hehehehe, is it?" The purple boy also came over. "I want to let go, what can you do? You said, how do you want to die? I want to let my 20 iron guards here, wait for it. "The evil smile deepens, and the purple boy opens his mouth viciously. "Or, do you use it as a drug?"

The man's face showed fear and looked at him in horror. The previous brave gas disappeared and he sat down in a soft position. "you you...."

The Tsing Yi teenager stopped smiling and the haze looked flashing. "Tow it!"

Two people appeared in the black guards, and the men were put out. After a while, the men shouted and screamed, and the voice of the cross. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Tightly holding my mouth, Gu only scared the whole body to tremble, cruel, the two teenagers, it was too cruel!

Some of the son-in-law had passed out and stunned. After listening to the screams behind the wall, Jin Wuchang’s face was white and trembling.

The purple boy seems to be unsatisfied, and yin and sigh. "Look at your sons and daughters. It’s so good to look at them. It’s better to send them to the Otaru Museum and the brothel. Is there a lot of men who like it?”

Jing Wuchang slammed a blood, resentful and hopelessly pointed to the purple boy. "You, it is not a person!"

The young man in Tsing Yi slammed him on the foot. The original strong body flew outwards, and the waist broke a tree and blood flowed.

"Ah, ah... I..." The woman screamed sternly.

"Yang Gong..."

"Hey..."

I wiped my hands in disgust, and the Tsing Yi teenager was lazy. "You are right, we are not humans, we are monsters! This is not what you said?"

"The man sent to the small hall, the woman left as a drug. The old man's body dragged out to feed the dog, I want to let them, life, no, like, die!"

The cruel words spit out from the mouth of the Tsing Yi juvenile. Gu was scared to a spurt, and then fell backwards. It happened to knock over a flower pot in the corner and made a loud noise.

damn! Desperately close your eyes and die!

There was a blast behind him. I felt that the back collar was caught. I was lifted up in the air for a few laps and stopped. The ear was a sweet and almost horrible voice of the boy. "There was a fish that slipped through the net. what!"

"Don't!" is the cry of the fear of youth, she must recognize herself. "Let the two teenagers let go of the lady, she is innocent!"

The heart was touched and sad, this stupid green, in this case actually still thinking about her safety, really stupid!

"Miss? That's the daughter of Jing Wuchang," the magnetic and toxic voice echoed in the ear, and it became cold and ruthless. "Buy the brothel!"

what? She is not going to be a prostitute!

Suddenly opened his eyes, Gu only wants to swear, but on the pair of deep green, the beautiful and pure color, let her think of Bihu in June, clean without any trace of impurities. At that moment, she almost forgot that she was on the verge of life and death, just staring in the boundless green.

"so beautiful............."

He whispered in a whisper, screaming out a small hand, stroking the edge of the beautiful eye, getting up, leaning forward and printing a light kiss.

In an instant, all the sounds disappeared.

There seemed to be a wave of flash in the green scorpion. Before she came back, she was hand-picked by a pair. The little frown was wrinkled, and it was too late to complain, but it crashed into a purple ocean, as if Entering the sea of ​​lavender, you can't swim again.

Actually, it is a purple scorpion!

I was amazed at the neck of my pregnant man, what danger, what fear, I forgot all. Just fascinated and muttered, "Beautiful eyes. . . .."

It was not until the quirky and quiet of the surrounding four that she had come back to God that she understood what was happening now. The first time I found out that I had such a hindsight. She is greeted by the fear of fear, she really does not know what to do now. Only holding the neck of the purple boy, he was afraid and prayed to him. "Don't die, don't die. Brother doesn't..."

At this time, she can only use the child's innocence to gamble once. But at the same time, she also knows that being the daughter of Jing Wuchang will certainly not be spared. However, from the previous speech, she found that she still had a glimmer of life, that is, she was the child abandoned by Jing Wuchang.

The young and thin body shivered in the sorrow, but still firmly asked for mercy, "You, let go of the young lady, she is still small, do not understand anything!"

Determined, Gu only took a deep breath and looked at the green squatting on the ground. He said innocently: "Qing, why do you ask your brother? Brother killed the bad old man who bullied one by one, my brother is Good people."

The green boy raised his hand and pointed at the murderous dead body on the ground. It was the body of Jing Wuchang. "Bad old man, is he?"

Seriously nodded, the sweet voice of the voice screamed and said: "The young man said that the old man was dirty, and she didn't want her. The mother died, they all bullied one by one, not one meal. , also play one by one!"

Bean big tears rolled down in cooperation, Gu only picked up the sleeves, revealing the bruises and scars that did not heal, sobbing pitifully.

The eyes of the young people in Tsing Yi looked at the green eyes, and they nodded nodded. The younger sister said: "The good sisters of the slaves are defiled by the owner, not dirty. They are bullied on weekdays. I went there. Miss was not as good as the one in the house, and often beaten and hungry. Please let the two teenagers let go of the lady, she is really innocent."

The green cockroaches are good, I don’t think it looks stupid, but now I’m so smart. Know how to cooperate with yourself.

Looking at the eyes of the purple boy, I was still infinitely indifferent, but there was no killing. The heart was relieved. In fact, when she kissed the eyes of the green boy and praised it without any pretentiousness, the murderousness in the eyes of the young man would be weak. After adding this paragraph, Gu’s only one can fully settle down. She knows that juveniles will not kill them.

The big eyes have already cried red and swollen. After so long running on an empty stomach, and the infinite scars behind him, the eyes are black, and the only small soft body faints in the arms of the purple boy. In the ear, I heard the cries of the eager and worried worry. . . . . . . . . . . .

This book is from the start, please do not reprint!