However, Zhang Yun still didn't say anything about Wu Xuemei's seemingly reasonable mediation, just looked at her coldly, and was frighteningly silent.

Seeing this, Wu Xuemei thought that her heat was not enough, so she forced a smiling face, her face was full of kinder smiles, and she repeated the old tune of what she had just said.

It's a pity that Zhang Yun still didn't make any movement, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation on his handsome little face, and finally, Wu Xuemei's heart began to panic, and anyone who was stared at like this would panic.

What's more, at this moment, Wu Xuemei was still pressed under Zhang Yun so shamefully, and the spring was shining all over her body, Wu Xuemei thought of being humiliated by a boy three or four times, and Wu Xuemei couldn't help biting Zhang Yun's lips on the spot.

Even if she can only use her mouth, Wu Xuemei will bite Zhang Yun to death.

However, before Wu Xuemei's two rows of shell teeth bit Zhang Yun's lips, a strong wind blew, and then only a "snap" was heard, and Wu Xuemei's cheeks were shaved by Zhang Yun's big ears, completely fanning Wu Xuemei's face.

At the same time, Zhang Yun's voice finally echoed in Wu Xuemei's ears after a long absence:

"Why, I can't hold back my annoyance and want to bite me, you can continue to use your proudest tear-jerking skills to deceive me, it was a child's stalk before, this time you can say that you are in love with me, whatever you say, as long as you can lie to me again, even if you win, but you give up so quickly, to be honest, I'm disappointed!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yun suddenly twisted Wu Xuemei's face, and while gently stroking Wu Xuemei's pretty face, which was already red and swollen, he said in a low voice:

"Do you remember what you did to Song Chuhui, now I'll give you everything you did!"

When it was too late, I saw that one of Zhang Yun's slender fingers was like the Monkey King's Dinghai Divine Needle, breaking into a dark secret realm shrouded in demon clouds with the momentum of thunder, unstoppable, breaking the tangible barrier all the way to the deepest part.

The blood is monstrous, and the demon clouds are disintegrating!

"Ahhh・・・・・・hhh

Almost instantly, Wu Xuemei's beautiful eyes widened to the maximum, her eyes were about to split, and the whole person arched up in fright, her neck tilted back, and she let out a terrible scream that wanted to make people's scalp tingle, like a ghost roaring.

At this moment, Wu Xuemei's most precious thing as a woman was finally taken away by Zhang Yun, without a trace of hesitation, it was torn into countless pieces by Zhang Yun, and at the same time, Wu Xuemei's heart was also poked by Zhang Yun's finger.

But this is far from over, at this moment, the humiliation suffered by Song Chuhui poured into Zhang Yun's brain like a tide, and Zhang Yun roared on the spot, and a slender finger shot out endless brilliant light, stirring in the dark secret realm shrouded by demon clouds.

In an instant, this dark secret realm that had never been explored before was turned upside down, and at this moment, one after another bleak blood suddenly eroded at his finger, as if it was to clean up the intruders who had broken into this place.

Seeing this, Zhang Yun suddenly shook this invincible jade finger, and killed it head-on without fear of death, slamming it vertically and horizontally, and unconsciously, these blood waters were also stained on Zhang Yun's slender jade fingers, and even some were sprinkled out by Zhang Yun.

In the end, this dark secret realm had completely turned into blood-stained demonic soil, and when he raised his eyes, it was full of dazzling red flickering, and at this moment of fighting, Zhang Yun could have stopped and withdrew.

But as soon as Zhang Yun thought of the great shame and humiliation suffered by his woman, Zhang Yun's blood was poured into this invincible jade finger, and he simply went to the deepest part with all his might.

Vow to turn this place into a wasteland!

At the same time, compared with Zhang Yun's cruel revenge, Wu Xuemei opened a pair of bloodshot beautiful eyes, struggling desperately and roaring, and the severe pain had made Wu Xuemei's tears surge.

It's a pity that all Wu Xuemei's roars were suffocated back to the depths of her throat by Zhang Yun's big hand, and as for Wu Xuemei's struggle, it was useless, she could only suffer from the unbearable pain of ordinary people.

In this regard, Zhang Yun always just looked at her coldly, and the movements in his hands became more and more violent, and the cold black pupils pierced Wu Xuemei's heart like a sharp sword.

This moment is destined to be a nightmare that Wu Xuemei will never forget in her life, her most precious thing was taken away by a boy in such a humiliating way, this is simply a purgatory-like punishment, and the severe pain has made Wu Xuemei's mind begin to blur.

If Wu Xuemei regrets the most at the moment, it is tantamount to taking revenge on Zhang Yun this time, but unfortunately, it is too late to say anything now.

And Zhang Yun can never imagine what kind of torture Wu Xuemei suffered, at this moment his heart is full of cold anger, since this beast has killed Song Chuhui alive in front of him, then he is doing justice in this way, even if it is evil justice.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yun acted even harder, eager to poke this woman with one finger.

In a sense, Zhang Yun has become a madman.

I don't know how long this cruel process lasted, in short, when Zhang Yun pulled out his finger, Wu Xuemei had already been tortured by Zhang Yun and fainted, her face was full of terrifying whiteness, and she was motionless, as if she was dead.

Seeing this, Zhang Yun just casually touched Wu Xuemei's pulse, and after making sure that she was still alive, he crawled down from Wu Xuemei's body with an expressionless face, and by the way, he also lifted the "hegemon" state.

At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Wu Xuemei's miserable **, until this time, it was still dripping with red blood, and the bloodthirsty impulse in Zhang Yun's body surged on the spot, and Zhang Yun quickly suppressed it.

Immediately, he looked at his finger again, and a large patch of bleak blood stained it, and even some unspeakable strange liquid.

Zhang Yun subconsciously sniffed, only to feel as if he had smelled somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and finally, Zhang Yun took a deep look at Wu Xuemei, and left from this room, leaving only Wu Xuemei, who was like a dying swan, lying miserably on the bed, motionless.

After this big reckoning, Zhang Yun thought that the grudge between him and Wu Xuemei could also be over, I am afraid that this woman will not trouble him again in the future, and the trauma he brought to her this time will accompany this woman for a lifetime until death.

However, just as Zhang Yun was about to return to Wu Xuemei's bedroom and take Song Chuhui away, he found that Song Chuhui had lifted his body paralysis and stood up without knowing when, and his body was still untouched.

It's just that Song Chuhui was holding Wu Xuemei's electric shock baton in her hand, carrying Zhang Yun on her back, looking at that thing in a daze.