Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Soon, the blockade, the wounded, the immediate death was cut off.

For all of this, Pastoral Ancient seemed to have missed it.

His car, it performs great, and it's bulletproof. Is it their rock? Can the iron stick break?

Seeing people outside the car screaming, shouting, cursing their faces, the look of pasture, it was so cold that it couldn't get any colder.

A shady expression, like a powerful ghost who just walked out of hell.

Uncle Fu was a little angry and numb when he hit many people in a row. He hit people intentionally.

It doesn't matter if he gets himself sentenced, but his young master can't. His young master is the president!

If we continue like this, we will be held accountable.

Uncle Fu's hands were shaking when he grabbed the steering wheel, and his face looked bad.

He asked, “Young master, do you want to continue? ”

Pastoral asked coldly, "Why don't you go on? ”

“But... someone died instantly. ”

Pastoralism is now transformed into a killing god, "they brought it all on themselves! ”

“…” Uncle Fu shocked.

Pastoral looked at the people outside, they blocked the road, so what?

He doesn't want to get out. Can they get him?

Bulletproof cars, not afraid of their rocks, their iron sticks--

The more you rush forward, the more afraid Uncle Fu is.

Holding the hands of the steering wheel made it tremble harder.

But he felt the cold cold chills emanating from the pastures sitting behind him.

The more sweat he had on his forehead, the more it flowed down along his wrinkled face.

“Step on the throttle, go! ”

Seeing a little obstruction ahead, Pastoral Cold Road, that sound, with a murderous rage.

Uncle Fu's voice trembled: “Young master, we're all set, full speed. ”

Mugu didn't believe: "Will the full speed be so slow? Uncle Fu, if you don't open it, open it! ”

“I drive, I drive!” Uncle Fu hasn't really stepped all the way down, accelerating full speed.

He did it for the young master's sake, but after what Mugu said, he had to step to the end, speed up the throttle, and move forward at full speed.

If you change to Young Master, if you don't calm him down, you don't know what the consequences will be.

Full speed forward, good performance cars, and the results are pretty tragic.

The people blocking the road ahead, some of them, couldn't even flash, crashing out, halfway through the air, forming a weird parabola, and then dropping heavily.

Uncle Fu's heart shakes every time he hits someone.

Seeing those people, resentful eyes, staring at themselves unwillingly.

Uncle Fu was scared. He tried to convince Mugu: "Master, let's stop, even if we go to the worry-free manor? I'm sure Major Gu is ready. ”

Ancient Pastoral eyes were glowing with a hint of hatred: "I want to see Song Wuxi with my own eyes. Is she still in a coma! ”

If he is in a coma, he can ignore the rescue of Gu Xiao.

If she was playing tricks on him, heh heh heh, he'd be sad.

He always believed in her and that she would not betray him...

After countless lives, Uncle Fu finally broke through the blockade and came to the worry-free manor.

The car broke through the entrance to the estate and broke right in.

The guard's muzzle, pointing at the car snapping.

The bullet hit the car, nothing.

The doctor handled the wound and walked out of the villa with the support of the bodyguard.

Liu Zhiming pushed Song in his wheelchair and followed Gu Zhiming behind him.

Looking at the car as the leopard broke in, Gu Xiao's bodyguard guarded them behind him and stood in line in front of him.