Feng Yin instantly urinated, jumped on his feet, covered his ass without any image, and hit sideways and broke into the man's house.

"What are you doing! You go out, I called the police! ”

The man was furious, and grabbed Feng Yin's clothes with one hand, but Feng Yin swooped into it like a slippery loach.

Less than two meters into the hallway, it only took two seconds for the wind to groan.

She finally knew what the man was hiding.

There were glass shards all over the floor, messy debris, and the most striking thing was a woman with a scar and a little bloodstain.

The nose is blue and the face is swollen, bruised and bloodshot.

The woman's scalp was torn off, there was not a single shoe on her feet, her bare arms, and her neck were all bruised, old and new.

Torture, that's it.

Ironically, there are wedding photos of two people hanging on the wall, smiling happily and brightly.

At that time, they could have imagined that there would be today's scene.

"Get out—you get out—I'm complaining about you—"

"Okay, you complain, I'll call the police, it's just right."

Wind Groan turned to look at the man with a smile.

"My hands are very heavy, I heard that having a marriage certificate is equivalent to violence and legality, and there is a family conflict, right?"

"A man like you, I'll give you an analysis, you see if I'm right."

"I don't have the ability to fart, pretend to be a grandson for others outside, and go home to make my daughter-in-law angry, or you will see that your daughter-in-law is better than you, and your daughter-in-law is beautiful, and you see her talking to others and working with others, and you will start to panic in your heart, and you will lose her."

"Love you with a bigoted I, don't leave me, be violent. No, you can make me laugh for a while....."

Feng Yin really leaned against the wall and laughed, but he couldn't laugh.

The man on the opposite side clenched his fists, and his eyes were eager to tear apart the wind groan, but he didn't make a move.

"Love you ass! Just a man like you, with a brain arrangement, short-sightedness, and it is estimated that it will not be long below, and it is really a person with the word waste written all over his body, and he has to pretend to be a dog. ”

Feng Yin really scolded the man with blood, turned around and squatted down, looking at the woman lying on the ground.

"See, I scolded so hard, did you see him do it! It's not that he can't help it, and he won't change it, he clearly knows the difference between hitting me and hitting you. ”

"Do you think your forbearance will be useful? You are in charge of everything at home, why should you be afraid of him, whether it is that the detergent is not easy to buy, or the bone chopper is not easy to hold, or the mixer is too loud, in fact, the refrigerator is also a good choice. ”

[Mom, is that what I thought!] 】

[Don't say it, ancestor, don't say it, the old slave is begging you here! ] 】

The humble Li Sanyi was online at one time, plus the accounts of Zhang Boer and Lin Yu, and the three of them almost kowtowed in the comment area.

Because the topic of Feng Yin is getting more and more crooked, it is simply a killer science guide!

"Also, it's really a bit inappropriate just now, it's too loud, then it's a diet therapy, it's mutually reinforcing... There are so many ways to choose from, isn't it? ”

"Since you can't escape, let's play together."

An alternative way of persuasion, Feng Yin is really used to the extreme.

She didn't persuade the woman to leave and run away, she felt that it would not solve the problem.

"What the hell are you going to do!"

Feng Yin turned around, and he didn't know when there was a sharp piece of glass in his palm, playing with it in his palm.

"You see, there are many more like this sharp, pens... Pencil ......"

Feng Yin stood up and smiled beautifully at the man, staring at the man's neck, hidden bloodlust and suppression.