Chapter 72: Murderous Intent Begins

Ning Zao didn't feel the threat approaching at all.

She turned her head, hugged her left arm and said to Huo Feng, "Husband, my arm hurts so much, I feel like it's broken." ”

Huo Feng glanced at her.

Even an eighteen-year-old hairy child gnawed.

The taste of this thing is really unique.

His fingertips pinched together slightly.

Many of the previous curiosity about this thing were wiped out by killing intent at this moment.

Such an unclean thing, thinking that she had been by his side before, and even slept in the same bed, he felt that it was still too cheap for her to die lightly and skillfully.

Huo Feng's eyelids drooped, and he didn't seem to have much expression as before.

But Ning felt a chill jump from head to foot at this moment.

She didn't even dare to let out a loud breath, let alone move.

The hairs on his body stood on end nervously.

What's going on?

I always feel like I'm going to be cut by a thousand knives in the next moment.

Xiao Huangmao, who was going to continue chatting with Huo Feng, was speechless, and Chao Ning rolled his eyes early: "Don't call people around." ”

This is Huo Feng, who can beat women.

It's rare to see the idol Huo Feng, and Xiao Huangmao originally wanted to step forward and say a few words to the idol at close range.

But being reminded by Ning Zao, he thought of the injured father on the ground, and Ning Zaozao, who had an injured arm.

simply handed his car keys to Ning Zaozao: "You wait for me in the car." ”

Ning didn't catch the key early.

She cautiously turned her head to look at Huo Feng.

Before she could see it, Huo Feng's voice came from above her head: "New friends? Why don't you introduce the introduction? ”

The question was bland.

Konin was horrified to hear it early.

She felt that Huo Feng's state was wrong.

It was like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed, ready to cut her to jerky.

, Huo Feng is a good leg, want to unload the mill and kill the donkey?

This is going to kill her, the woman who dominated Mrs. Huo?

Ning Zao thought about it, and his face turned white.

Huo Feng, this guy, can do this kind of thing.

Huo Feng glanced at Ning Zao.

Seeing Ning's early reaction, he was more and more sure of his guess.

This woman, looking for death!

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little yellow hair.

The woman who dared to touch him, heh.

Little Yellow Mao didn't know that he had unknowingly put a "green hat" on the idol.

found that Huo Feng was like the legend, when he looked at people, it was indeed like a death gaze, and the people who watched were shocked and frightened.

His little liver was even more excited.

Despite Huo Feng's death gaze, he stammered: "Huo, Brother Huo, by your side, there is a lack of assistants, no, I have studied taekwondo for a few years......"

With that excited little eyes, he almost knelt down and shouted Huo Feng's poop.

Ning Zaozao: ...... This kid still wants to be Huo Feng's thug?

Will his father be angry and die on the spot?

Ning lowered his eyelids early and glanced at Bi Jingfu, who was lying on the ground and bleeding all over the ground.

I don't know why, seeing Bi Jingfu who didn't dare to scream, holding his head with one hand and distorting in pain. and staring at his son who was a traitor to the country and his family, and his father, his bloody face almost wrote "Who am I", "Where am I", "Is my son biological?" ”

Ning Zao, who thought that he was miserable enough, was instantly comforted.

Huo Feng didn't pay attention to this little kid.

He glanced at Ning Zao, turned around and sat back in his wheelchair.

Uncle Zhang didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and immediately pushed Huo Feng's wheelchair.

And whispered to Ning Zao, who was trembling and shrunken his head, "Madam, let's go to the hospital first." ”