"I should have killed you last time!"

Zhao Jinglei laughed like an old and hard hob meat, and replied to him invulnerable: "Then why didn't I die?

Ruan Wenzheng raised his arm and slammed it in his face, Zhao Jinglei's flesh was not white, although Ruan Wenzheng made a dead hand at that moment, but it still only made him stumble two steps, like a small pebble entering the water, only a little ripple.

Zhao Jinglei immediately laughed into a three-hundred-pound fat man, "I can crush you to death at once, believe it or not?" he wiped his face, and said again, "I have already asked you to be a little more restrained, look at the present, you can't even exert your strength, right?"

Ruan Wenzheng didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, he shook his arm calmly, walked over and locked the door, and when he returned, he took off his coat and wrapped it around his wrist, and then stepped forward in two steps and slapped Zhao Jinglei's face again - there is also a fatal disadvantage in the flesh on his body, although Zhao Jinglei is strong, his movements are half a beat slower than others, he has just made a preparatory action here, and the next second the whole person is weightless and "flies" straight to the bed.

Ruan Feifei, who had no sense of existence for a long time, suddenly howled out, seeing that the big guy was about to hit her, and hurriedly flipped to the other side, at this moment she was already flushed, and her whole body from her eyes to her movements revealed an indescribable charm, just like a cat in estrus.

Ruan Wenzheng tore her off impatiently, and threw her aside in disgust, but Ruan Feifei reattached it by herself like a dog skin plaster, half-squinting her eyes and groping on his chest, "Ruan Wenzheng, aren't you very particular?

She said and pressed her face again, inhaling deeply, "Ruan Wenzheng, you touch me, I'm so hot......"

"Don't make a fuss, stay by yourself!"

Zhao Jinglei was half paralyzed and half lying on the edge of the bed and couldn't get up.

Later, the one who beat him was quite inch, neither let him be planted on the bed entirely, nor rushed down the pestle to the ground with a big head, but half and half happened to be stuck on the waist, and the second half of his life was almost simply confessed.

Ruan Wenzheng resisted the urge to kick Ruan Feifei away with his foot, patiently let her sit on the sofa next to her, and then picked up the stool on the other side and smashed it against Zhao Jinglei's leg without hesitation.

The stool is made of solid wood, Ruan Wenzheng went down this time, not to mention Zhao Jinglei's legs, anyway, the legs of the stool were broken without mud and water.

With this strength, he immediately crushed his leather shoes on, "Don't you still want my legs?

Zhao Jinglei let out an earth-shattering roar, and the door was violently kicked open, and the bodyguards who had been guarding outside rushed in and grabbed Ruan Feifei who was closest to him.

Ruan Wenzheng picked up a stool leg on the ground and put it against Zhao Jinglei's head, "His life, change it with you." ”

The effect of the medicine has been attacked, Ruan Feifei looks like a boiled shrimp, but the reason she should have is still there, so that no one dares to lean up, but she said to Ruan Wenzheng very helplessly: "Little uncle, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Ruan Wenzheng pursed his lips, and at this moment he couldn't reach over and strangle her directly, "Do you want to change it?"

"Change, stupid, I'm going to fucking die! What are you waiting for your mother? Lao Tzu is dead, and the first thing to look for is you!" The bodyguard was still hesitating, Zhao Jinglei couldn't hold it steady first, and scolded his subordinates first.

Ruan Wenzheng frowned and poked him with the leg of the stool, and waited for him to stop before saying, "Hurry up, push her over." ”

The tall bodyguard seemed to be stunned by the yelling, so he had to do everything.

Ruan Wenzheng threw the clothes of both of them into Ruan Feifei's arms, and then led people out, and when he crossed the bodyguard, he suddenly turned around and slammed a stick on the head of the bodyguard, who could hold on to the action of sneak attack, and fainted in shock.

He glanced at Zhao Jinglei, who was paralyzed on the side of the bed, took a sip, and half-dragged Ruan Feifei, who was about to lose consciousness, to stride away.