Murderous intent boiling!

The next moment, Zhang Yun suddenly stretched out his other hand and slapped Wu Xuemei's cheeks like a raging storm, for a while, only the sound of "popping" and Wu Xuemei's miserable snort echoed throughout the room, and Song Chuhui behind him was full of shock.

Zhang Yun was extremely ruthless, leaving no spare strength at all, and in just a few moments, he turned Wu Xuemei's holy and beautiful pretty face into a pig's head, and the corners of her eyes were swollen into peaches, and even the corners of her mouth began to bleed.

But Zhang Yun still didn't mean to stop, that hand was fanned accurately and ruthlessly, as if he wanted to fan Wu Xuemei to death, so that in the end, Wu Xuemei was so fanned by Zhang Yun that she couldn't snort painfully, and could only pant miserably, like a dead chicken.

At this moment, Wu Xuemei never dreamed that Zhang Yun would be so cruel to her, without the slightest pity for her, and she wanted to fan her to death completely, this kind of shame and humiliation wanted to make Wu Xuemei faint to death.

And the next moment, as if to echo what Wu Xuemei was thinking, Zhang Yun's big hand suddenly tightened, and he really wanted to strangle Wu Xuemei alive, his face was full of hideous and ferocious killing intent, and the tyrannical factor in his body became even more agitated.

For a while, the severe pain and lack of oxygen made Wu Xuemei desperately kick her legs and struggle, a beautiful and holy face was full of painful expressions, and in a trance, she actually had a feeling of dying.

Wu Xuemei was unwilling, how could she be killed by Zhang Yun like this, this way of death was too aggrieved for her to accept, however, Zhang Yun's big hand was like an iron tong holding her neck, and Wu Xuemei couldn't escape at all.

Time passed bit by bit, and the magnitude of Wu Xuemei's struggle gradually decreased, and the light in her beautiful eyes became darker and darker, seeing that Wu Xuemei was about to be strangled to death by Zhang Yun.

However, at this critical moment, Zhang Yun's brain suddenly exploded with thunder, and the deafening "boom" sound blew up Zhang Yun's brain so painful that even his pupils couldn't help but close.

But it was also thanks to this sudden loud noise that instantly dispersed the tyrannical factor in Zhang Yun's body, allowing his nerves that had been confused by overstimulation to return to their original positions.

And the next moment, when Zhang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, he was immediately shocked, where was the beast Wu Qianglong, who had just been beaten by him, and turned into Wu Xuemei, the crazy woman.

I saw that Wu Xuemei's face was covered with blood-red palm prints, so swollen that I was afraid that the old lady couldn't recognize it, and she was dying and pinched in the air by her, weakly kicking two snow-white calves, her eyes rolled, and she couldn't do it.

Almost every minute, Zhang Yun realized what was going on, he was in a state of insanity, he actually mistook Wu Xuemei for Wu Qianglong's brute, and all of this was caused by Wu Xuemei bullying Song Chuhui in front of him.

Too violent and cruel stimulation will drive a person crazy in life, and even burst out with powerful potential, not to mention the tragic scene of watching his woman being **, no one can bear it.

But the corresponding price is also extremely miserable, ranging from madness to murderous maniacs, but in either case, the whole person's sanity has been completely destroyed, and even what he sees is illusory.

In a sense, that thunder saved Zhang Yun, but this does not mean that Zhang Yun will be soft on Wu Xuemei because of this, at this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Song Chuhui's miserable snow-white delicate body, and hated Zhang Yun so much that he bit his lower lip with blood.

All this was caused by him, why did he believe Wu Xuemei's brute side words, and was deceived by her like a dog, in the final analysis, he was not decisive enough to kill, and always had a trace of kindness to this woman in his heart.

The next moment, Zhang Yun directly dodged, avoided Song Chuhui, and pinched Wu Xuemei's pitiful neck and came to another room, right here, he wanted to settle the old accounts with Wu Xuemei's new accounts and completely end this grievance.

And as soon as Zhang Yun left, only Song Chuhui was left lying there alone, a pair of beautiful eyes constantly overflowing with tears of despair and pain, although Zhang Yun finally stopped Wu Xuemei, but Zhang Yun still witnessed the whole process of her being ** by Wu Xuemei.

This made Song Chuhui want to swing a knife to kill herself, originally Song Chuhui had always been ashamed of Zhang Yun for losing herself to Wu Xuemei, as a woman, but she couldn't leave her best things to the person she loved the most, which was tantamount to a cruel torture.

At this moment, Song Chuhui's heart is full of hollowness, this kind of inhuman pain that is not a loss of virginity but is better than a loss of virginity has forced Song Chuhui to a dead end, straight to the world of death.

At the same time, even Song Chuhui herself didn't realize that her facial expression had begun to become less stiff, and the strong paralysis was subsiding.

Speaking of Zhang Yun's side, after Zhang Yun pinched Wu Xuemei over, he smashed Wu Xuemei's lower abdomen with a punch, and Wu Xuemei's face was distorted in pain on the spot, and the two snow-white and crystal calves were kicking wildly.

Then, Zhang Yun pressed Wu Xuemei on the bed again, and the two hard thighs with swollen muscles pressed Wu Xuemei's two lotus arms, while Zhang Yun sat on Wu Xuemei's lower abdomen with a big grin.

At this moment, Zhang Yun's face was terrifyingly gloomy, green tendons faintly flashed on his white neck, and the muscles up and down his body swelled to a mess, like an ancient demon mountain.

Without waiting for Wu Xuemei to react, Zhang Yun shaved a big ear scraper and pumped it hard, slapping Wu Xuemei miserably, and it was only then that Zhang Yun said coldly:

"Now let's settle the score, and I'll pay you back everything you owe, and you'll pay me back everything you owe me, and we won't owe each other from now on!"

"Don't you owe each other? Hehe, it's the first time I've heard such funny words from your mouth, you owe me, you can't pay it off in this life, what do you pay back? ”

Wu Xuemei turned her head miserably, and laughed angrily, at this moment, Wu Xuemei simply didn't hide it, and completely entered hysterical mode.

In this regard, Zhang Yun just leaned down silently, so that his two plump and ruddy thin lips were less than a paper away from Wu Xuemei's secluded sandalwood, and said coldly with hot air:

"I know you've been haunted by the forced kiss you gave me in the locker room that day, well, a tooth for a tooth, a kiss for a kiss, I'll give this back to you!"

"Ah・・・・・・h

Just in an instant, Wu Xuemei's beautiful eyes widened, where did she think that Zhang Yun would say such a terrifying thing, but before Wu Xuemei could resist, Zhang Yun's two soft thin lips suddenly hit her lips.

On the spot, a sharp soldier and a small snake went straight into her base camp, hooked her beautiful snake to death, and started a crazy tug-of-war, at the same time, Zhang Yun actually used two big hands to forcibly hold down Wu Xuemei's head, forcing Wu Xuemei to kiss him.