Chapter 620: You are too sensational! (1/2)

Xue Luo clearly felt: When He Tun was tearing the portrait left by his mother, his rough hands were shaking.

It was the relic of his beloved woman.

But in Hetun's view, it was also the fuse that witnessed and reminded him of Hetun's once shame.

Therefore, the irritated Hetun tore the portrait under the uncontrollable suffocation.

Portrait paintings were not spared; fortunately, Xue Luo grabbed the fragments in time. Avoiding continued radon violence in Hetun.

”Stop! Throw me this woman!”

He Tun's voice was hoarse, and he tried to control his emotions.

Or, he doesn't want Lin Xueluo to see him downcast to a poor side.

The beloved woman betrayed herself, and it was an inscrutable humiliation for a man like Hetun.

Seeing Yizi's fifteenth face, he was very kind without having to kill Lin Xue and kill him.

The anti-riot vehicle stopped smoothly. The co-pilot's dignified face.

He heard that Lin Xueluo had touched the pain point of Yifu Hetun who had covered up for twenty or thirty years.

”Mr. Xing, don't throw me off the bus ... take me back to Peteburg! From now on, I will never disobey you again! Please, I can't live without my children ... Mr. Xing!”

Xue Luo held a piece of drawing paper that was torn by Hetun with one hand, and tightly hugged Hetun's calf with one hand, begging silently.

Xing Shiliang didn't let the begging snow fall continue to entangle, and conveniently dragged one of her arms, pulled her straight away from the leg of Yifu Hetun, and then left the car.

It is not how unfriendly Xing Shiliang is, but Yifu Hetun, who was stabbed and hurt in the bottom of his heart, is dangerous.

Perhaps it was safer for her to cry and confuse Lin Xueluo from the car.

Xing Luo was dropped by Xing Shiliang, and before he could get up, the anti-riot vehicle went away completely.

Looking at the riot car leaving the dust, Xue Luo was crying without tears.

What a tyrant! No wonder Meng Feng would leave him! Resentful grudges.

Thinking of Feng Mama, Xue Luo rubbed the knee that was hurt, and moved to the side of the road, struggling to put together a few pieces of drawing paper in his hands.

Fortunately, it can be put together as it is.

In other words: Hetun at the time actually didn't want to tear the only relic left by his beloved woman.

Looking at the portraits torn into several pieces by Xuetun, Xue Luo lamented a long cry: her last hope was lost again, and she almost destroyed the only relic left by Feng's mother to Feng Xinglang!

It should be approaching the entrance of the high speed. There are not many vehicles on the road.

Xue Luo was sitting on the edge of the road so stupidly, for a while I didn't know where to go.

Son Lin Nuo was in Pittsburgh thousands of miles away, but he could not fly with wings ... Even if he flew by, the tyrant would not agree to let her see his son Lin Nuo.

Xue Luo choked helplessly, weeping low.

At this moment, Xue Luo felt that he was worse than ever: it was like being completely abandoned by this world!

After seeing a high-speed patrol car, Xue Luo suddenly alertly climbed up and sat up.

Because she suddenly remembered that she was still a scapegoat, and when she got serious, she said that she was a wanted man.

This Hetun is really good enough for a poisonous hand. She obviously placed Feng Xinglang under house arrest in the basement and abused her, even framing her to report a false alarm?

It seems that he and Lao Chu are both engaged in the conspiracy of Hetun.

While scolding Hetun's relentless brutality in the bottom of his heart, Xue Luo was walking hungry towards the city center.

Fortunately, there are still good people in this world. Xue Luo hitched a ride to the city center.