Chapter 3270 (2/2)

Have a chance to revenge!

Yi xue'er, a whore, has no chance to react.

Yao Fang clenched her fist and held her breath, staring at Yi Xueer who came out of the company.

When she saw Yi Xueer take out the key of BMW 7 series, she was in a hurry.

Yi Xueer is almost driving away. Why doesn't brother Mao come.

The opportunity is about to be missed.

Yao Fang gritted her teeth, got up and went to Yi xue'er, ready to delay Yi Xueer by herself for a period of time.

But she just walked a few steps, suddenly, a silver van in the emergency brake, stopped by her side.

Yao Fang is very happy and is about to say hello to brother Mao in the car.

The door opened and a big hand reached out, grabbed her hair and pulled her in.

”Brother Mao, what are you doing? It's me I'm Yao Fang! You You caught the wrong man

Yao Fang, whose scalp was burning with pain and bones falling apart, cried out angrily.

What the hell? Her dress today is so different from Yi Xueer. Is this brother Mao and his men pigs? Can this be a mistake?

I watched Yi Xueer get into the BMW 7 series and start the car to leave.Yao Fang gnashed her teeth in hatred.

Turn your head and prepare to question.

”Pa!” A hard slap in the face, Yao Fang's head hit the door.

Yao Fang covered her face, completely stunned! Because she found that fighting him this time was his call to rely on, but not yellow hair.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

Why did brother Mao hit me?

Yao Fang is going crazy. She looks at it.

”Pa!” Another slap on the face made Yao Fang's face swollen and her ears buzzing.

She shrunk in a panic, at a loss.

Brother Mao's face was gloomy. He came close and scolded fiercely.

”Damn it, I promised to help you, but you want to harm me!”

”Brother Mao, isn't he a pretty cunt? Why do you hit me Yao Fang screamed.

”Hit you? I wish I could kill you Brother Mao grabbed Yao Fang's hair and knocked her head against the door.

Yao Fang screamed in horror.

She didn't understand what was going on. Why was she beaten for no reason?

”Well, let's make you understand.”

Brother Mao stopped suddenly and gave a sneer.

”Bitch, you want me to tie Miss Yi xue'er? She's Mr. Lu's woman. She's going to kill herself, and she's going to drag me on? ”

Mr. Lu!

Yao Fang Leng for a moment, suddenly remembered that Yi Xueer's waste husband, is not the surname Lu?

Is it him?

How could it be!

It's impossible. He's just a recognized waste. Yi Xueer's husband, how can he have such great energy.

Yao Fang refused to believe it. She took out the fruit knife she had bought and scratched it toward brother Mao.

”Poof!” A knife cut in brother Mao's arm, the latter screamed, and his hand reacted and seized Yao Fang's neck.

Brother Mao grabs the knife and resists the pain in his arm and scolds fiercely.

”Damn it, hold this bitch down and don't let her run away!”

”Mr. Lu, I have brought it.” Dao Ge carried Yao Fang, who was sent by Huang Mao, as if he were carrying a chicken.

When she saw Lushan, she trembled like an electric shock. Her dull eyes revived some vitality and lifted up a thick fear.

She danced her hands wildly, struggling for mercy: ”Lushan, no Don't kill me. ”