Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Lian Cheng Yazhi smiled at him more gently. Anyone who knew him knew that nothing good would happen to him when he smiled like this. He said calmly: "Don't be so anxious..."

Liancheng Yazhi's fingers holding on to the coat were slowly loosening. Just as the clothes were taking off their hands and about to fall, Liancheng Yazhi's hands were as fast as lightning and grabbed the coat again. Turning his wrist, the clothes were tossed upwards. The black coat was in Liancheng's hands.

Yaya's hand seemed to come alive in an instant. He turned it into a whip and wrapped it around the submachine gun in Wolford's hand. With a strong force, it was taken out of his hand in an instant.

With a bang, the submachine gun fell to the ground and slid to the wall.

Only then did Walford react, his expression instantly covered with anger, and he cursed the doctor angrily: "Fuak..."

He stretched out his hand to grab Liancheng Yazhi, but he didn't have a gun. How could Liancheng Yazhi still be afraid of him!

Large foreigners generally move slowly. Liancheng Yazhi moved quickly with his feet, and the clothes in his hand were like a flexible whip. He had already slapped Walford on the face several times. His strength was very good, and he had just whipped it.

It won’t be particularly painful, but after a while, it will become more and more painful!

Wolford covered his face and was very red, like an angry gorilla.

He yelled at Liancheng Yazhi: "You are dead..."

After saying that, he turned around to press the alarm, but Liancheng Yazhi would never give him a chance.

Liancheng Yazhi took two steps forward quickly, then put his feet firmly on his feet and jumped onto Wolford's back. Then he grabbed the clothes that had been twisted into a rope with both hands and strangled Wolford's legs.

neck.

He pulled hard with both hands, causing Wolford to lose his center and fall to the ground.

Liancheng Yazhi took a step forward and sat on Walford's back. He stepped hard on the joints of his arms with both feet and crushed them hard. The sound of two cracking bones was particularly harsh.

Liancheng Yazhi's hand holding the clothes was tightening little by little, and the veins on the back of his hand were ferocious. Wolford's face turned from red to reddish-purple, his eyes protruded, and he breathed hard with his mouth open, but his neck was

I can no longer breathe any air.

He kicked his feet hard on the ground, trying to struggle, but as his brain was deprived of oxygen, his strength was quickly disappearing!

Finally, his legs stopped struggling, the capillaries in his eyes had burst, and his tongue was sticking out, all indicating that he was dead.

Liancheng Yazhi let go of his hand and shook his sore hand. He stood up and walked to the weapon he had just dropped, grabbed the pistol, then turned back and shot Walford again in the head.

It's not that he hates Walford, but that he wants to make sure that he is dead!

After killing Walford, Liancheng turned his elegant eyes to Dibber on the bed.

Dibber was so frightened that he was trembling all over. He rolled off the bed, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, trembling: "Don't kill me, don't kill me... Please... I just... I was just caught on the boat by him."

.The person for him to vent his/his desires...I don’t know anything. I really don’t know anything..."

Liancheng's elegant eyes were cold and unmoved. At this time, he was cold-blooded: "You may really know nothing, but you have seen me!"

Just for this one thing, you deserve to die!