Chapter 248 (1/2)

Smashed on the tea table in front of the sofa. The glass on the tea table was smashed into pieces. Ma Xiaoshuai fell on it and shouted. Several wounds were cut on his arm by broken pieces, and blood was constantly seeping out from it.

Ma Weimin heard that his son fell on the tea table and was injured. He hurried forward and looked at his son. He found that he was not seriously injured, but his arm was scratched by glass fragments

Although he shed a lot of blood, he looked ferocious. In fact, there was no big wound, so he couldn't help scolding: ”shit, it's stupid. It's not like Lao Tzu's seed at all. It must be inherited from your bitch mother. There is a first-aid kit in the next room. Go and wipe yourself with alcohol and get out.”

After that, Ma Xiaoshuai struggled to get up from the ground, and then walked to one side of the house.

At the moment, Yang Jiao was particularly surprised in his heart. Yang Jiao suddenly understood that the voice in her ears was not auditory hallucination, but he Feng's voice. Therefore, she was saved, and he Feng was on her way.

Thinking of this, Yang Jiao's face suddenly overflowed with a smile, sweet, as if living in happiness.

He Feng is fine, that's good.

But immediately, an ugly voice came from his ear.

”Shit, you TMD bitch, you smile so comfortable when my son is hurt, don't you? Wait a minute, there are some things that make you comfortable.” Ma Weimin scolded. Then he leaned forward and was ready to tear off Yang Jiao's clothes.

Now his blood is gushing, and the efficacy of the medicine he just took has gradually revealed. His thinness gradually occupied the rationality in his brain, and he didn't think about why his son just fell.

Just think it's your son, fool.

Ma Xiaoshuai, who was wiping some wine in the room, was particularly confused. He had just obviously not slipped. It seemed that there was a force pushing himself behind.

He rubbed his aching waist, thinking in his heart, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to think that his foot slipped accidentally.

At the moment, he Feng has gone about 2 / 3 of the way, and he can reach Kaixian immediately. When he enters the scope of Kaixian, he Feng still keeps talking and tells Yang Jiao not to worry. He will be there soon.

Although he didn't know whether his words could work, he Feng still kept talking all the way for fear that Yang Jiao had done something that he regretted his life.

So, now he is thirsty, and the spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted. Although his body is still running at the limit speed, it looks tired compared with the ease at the beginning.

The steps under his feet are still fast, but the owner of the steps can feel that his steps have been a little stiff, and each step is heavier than the previous step.

When Ma Weimin was about to jump up with a ferocious smile, just as his hand was about to touch Yang Jiao's body, suddenly, with a slap, he fell to the ground and fell into the glass. In an instant, the little old man in his 50s was knocked out of his body due to his long years of wine and color.

He fell to the ground and hummed. The lust in his mind had disappeared. All that remained was the wailing of a wild dog on the ground.

Seeing this, Ma Xiaoshuai, who had just finished wiping the medicine, hurried forward and saw his father fall like this, so he hurried forward to help his father up.