MTL - Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp-Chapter 892 "Game" started

"Don't hurry to tie up?"

When the mask man’s voice came out, the person who tied the rope shook. “Yes, boss.”

When the coffin was thrown to the ground and turned back, the coffin earned a light, she almost doubted whether this person was undercover, and actually tied the rope so loose.

Mask male fart ~ stocks sit on the chair, legs on the younger brother's arm, think that the posture is very full, I do not know in the eyes of others is a clown.

"Boss, no one is coming outside."

"Well, that's it, you continue to stare outside."

After the talk, the mask man got up and walked over to the old lady. "Our game is starting."

Mrs. Meng’s wife gave him a look. “You have brought innocent people. It’s really human. No matter what Xicheng and Haotian have done to you, I am their mother. I can bear it. Please take them. Put it all."

Lingbi couldn't help but look at her. Before she changed her attitude so much, maybe it was because of her and Mengyang! Anyway, this kind of **** relationship with himself is good.

"Let's put it? It's really an idiot to say a dream." After the mask man made a gesture, everyone took off the mask, and he himself, with a finger hook, the mask fell to the ground.

I saw this man with a sharp-nosed monkey, and there was a long knife under the left eye. Every time he said a word, it was like an ugly caterpillar creeping on his face.

"Seeing our appearance, do you think that I will let you go? I just said, wait for her to come, let's play a game together." Knife male index finger points to the coffin.

Meng Xinyan’s face is full of panic. Because there is something stuffed in her mouth, she can only make a “squeaky” whimper, and she can’t hurt her nephew.

auzw.com Seeing that the mother was struggling, the coffin moved two pairs of legs and reached the side of Meng Xinyan. He whispered: "You dared to leave me and my dad, you must do it well." The preparation of debt repayment is not allowed to happen."

When I heard the coffin, Meng Xinyan’s eyes were covered with a mist, and the eyelashes were stained with wetness.

"What game?" The coffin looked at him with a sly look. He was not as self-conscious as the defender. The knife man was a little surprised.

"Of course it is a killing game." Knife man's mouth floated with a touch of laughter, and you don't believe that you are not afraid.

To his surprise, there was no fear of the face of the coffin, and his face was stiff.

"Then start with you. Since you said it, you are the mother of Meng Xicheng and Meng Haotian, then don't blame us."

The old butler finally had some reaction. "I don't want to move the old lady. If I want to move the old lady, I will step on it from me."

"Hey..."

Li Jiaying immediately said: "If you want to kill, kill me first."

Her words are to draw their attention to themselves.

"Okay, but you look so beautiful, I want to kill, I can't bear to kill you!"

The doubts in the mind of the coffin are getting bigger and bigger, but she wants to see what this woman really wants to do.

Knife Man’s hand gently swept to her face, but was escaped by Li Jiaying, “Take your dirty hand.”

The man smiled, but he still took his hand away. "As long as you are willing to play with a few brothers, I will not kill this old woman, how?"