There are many filthy wealthy families.

Yan Murong never thought that the emotional Masao Mitsui was so "legendary".

Feelings are retribution, Yan Murong thought badly. One report and one report, it's not that you don't report it, it's not time yet, it's just that Masao Mitsui is lucky, he met himself.

It's just that Yan Murong couldn't figure out how there could be such a big hatred hidden in Mitsui Huangying's weak body.

She is delicate, pretty, and endearing. The delicate one is like a little white flower that is ready to be put and needs to be cared for.

She is brave, upright, and sensible. When she challenged Mitsui Toshiaki, she dared to use her petite body to block the front.

However, under such an appearance, there is a heart full of hatred.

But then again, regardless of the truth or falsity of the matter, even if you encounter such a thing, I'm afraid you will never be able to let go, right?

"Poor girl." Yan Murong thought with a sigh in his heart.

"Is this true?" Toshiaki Mitsui looked incredulous. "Father, tell me, is this true?"

"What about truth and falsehood?" Mitsui Masao's expression remained unchanged, he turned his head, looked at Mitsui Toshiaki with an indifferent expression and said. "Things have become the way they are, is it necessary to hold on to the past?"

"Father, I want to know." Toshiaki Mitsui said with a firm face.

"Hey—"

Masao Mitsui shook his head and sighed, and said slowly. "Fake!"

When Mitsui Masao said these two words, Yan Murong saw a strange light obviously flashing in his eyes.

"I knew it wasn't going to be true." Toshiaki Mitsui breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, looked at Mitsui Imperial Sakura, and said. "Imperial Sakura, I don't know why you're doing this—but, I don't understand, I've always been so good to you, why do you want to kill me?"

"Brother, I'm sorry." Mitsui Imperial Sakura lowered her head and said softly, her face full of guilt.

"What about you? Luo Shang? Mitsui Masao interrupted the conversation between the brother and sister, looked at his sister who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice. What kind of excuses are you prepared to make to explain your actions? ”

"I have nothing to say." Mitsui said in a low voice without raising his head.

"Okay, what a good one to say." Mitsui Masao laughed angrily. "Are you really- are you worthy of the Mitsui family?"

"Kill if you want to." Mitsui Luo Shang raised his head, smiled dismally, and said. "From the day I decided to participate, I was prepared for the worst - death if I didn't succeed, and I was ready for it."

"Kill you? You're my sister, why should I kill you? ”

After a pause, Masao Mitsui continued. "I said that capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped, Junming, tell someone to take them down and hand them over to the police."

"Yes, father." Mitsui Toshiaki nodded, glanced at Mitsui Imperial Sakura regretfully, and then beckoned to Mie Ozawa, who had been standing behind Yan Murong, and motioned for her to take the person down.

"What are you going to do with me? Will it also be handed over to the police? Mitsui asked out loud.

"Give it to the police, and you'll die." Masao Mitsui said in a deep voice.

"Can I not die?" Mitsui asked tentatively.

Although he has seen life and death in despair, when he really comes to this moment, there is still a hope of living in his heart.

"I wish none of this had happened." Masao Mitsui sighed in a low voice, and at the same time, this sentence also represented a rejection - a rejection of Mitsui's hope that Hidetoshi would live.

"Ahem—"

At this time, Yan Murong, who was sitting on the side, coughed lightly twice, and after attracting everyone's attention, he stood up with a smile on his face and said. "To be honest, I don't want to bother you with your family history, but I also have some things to deal with with him."

"Yan Mu-Mr. Yan, save me."

Seeing Yan Murong standing up, Mitsui Yingjun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted at Yan Murong.

"Save you?" Yan Murong nodded. "It's not impossible - but, you know, it's not cheap for me to save people, you seem to be penniless now, right?"

"I-I know about Zheng Wuming." Mitsui's handsome eyes rolled and said urgently.

"Zheng Wuming?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said. "I'm not interested in a man, if you want to say it, just say it and listen to it, and I won't force you to say what you don't want to say."

"He's a ghost."

His life was almost gone, and Mitsui Yingjun didn't bargain with Yan Murong anymore, and directly said what he said he knew.

Phantom? Ghost again?

This news really surprised Yan Murong, Zheng Tianlun is a ghost person, he knows this, but Zheng is nameless? When did he become a ghost man?

"Gone?" Yan Murong smiled slightly and said. "To be honest, the news did surprise me a bit, but it didn't seem to be of much use. It doesn't matter to me whether he is a ghost or not, and when he should die, even if he is a man of God, he will have to lie down obediently. ”

"But before you die, I'll have to settle our holiday with you."

Yan Murong spoke slowly. "Actually, I don't have any holiday with you, but my woman has a lot of enmity with you."

"What the hell do you want?" Mitsui yelled with a sneer.

"What do I think? Hehe, actually, I don't know what I want. Yan Murong said with a smile. But I can't run away if I beat you. ”

As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "My dear, it's time for revenge. There is revenge, there is revenge, there is revenge, fight, and use all the ruthlessness when you hit me with a bazooka. ”

How else to say that only villains and women are difficult to raise?

They may not be able to ask a woman to remember other things, but if you hold a grudge, even if you just step on her foot, she can hate you to the point that the sky is falling apart.

Dong Wuyan is a leader in this area, and his ability to hold grudges has reached the point of perfection.

At this moment, all the hatred broke out, and in Mitsui's handsome and stupid eyes, Yan Murong's unique stunt "Breaking the Son and Breaking the Grandson's Feet" accurately hit the target.

What's the best way to punish a hooligan? Of course, it was the bane that ruined him.

"Ahh

The pain from his lower body made Mitsui Hidetoshi scream in pain, and the whole person fell to the ground, rolling vigorously holding his lower body. Soon, blood flowed down the cracks between his fingers.

"My dear, if you were a gentleman, then our Chinese football team should have won the World Cup a long time ago." Yan Murong said to Dong Wuyan with a smile on his face. "Come, do you see his little white face? took a kick and disfigured the girl. ”