Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Run... Run...

Everyone's first reaction is to run...

However, the woman was so fast that everyone had fallen in mourning before they could make it.

“Ah--”

“Spare me... spare me... don't kill me... don't kill me...”

The girl's eyebrows slightly twitched like smoke. The person who swept her eyes off the place like a termite looked at her, her expression seemed disappointed. Her delicate voice poured out from between her cherry lips, “Shh, boring...”

There's nothing to fight about...

In just a few minutes, however, the girl just waved her hand and hit several flies, and the dozen people, the tall bodyguards, had all wrapped their legs around their arms, screamed and rolled over the ground, and the guests were terrified and screamed, and the scene was a mess.

In the midst of chaos, Ye Zheng stepped forward in the direction of Chen Shijie.

“Stop her! Stop her -" Chen Shijie shouted.

However, none of the bodyguards on the ground dared go up when they saw her coming, all racing for fear and climbing backwards.

Yellow hair trembled and stood a few steps away with a cold sweat on his back.

Then he flashed a little cold light in his eyes, his fingers quietly touched the back of his waist, and pulled out a gun, "Bitch! I see you're arrogant! Just keep your hands shut! Ha! Ha ha ha ha...”

Ye Zheng's eyebrows were slightly picked.

While the yellow hair was still laughing, the girl suddenly disappeared.

What... what's going on?

Where is he?

The yellow fur of the god suddenly stopped.

At this point, he suddenly felt a creepy chill behind him.

“Guns… that's not how they play…” Girls' ghostly voices come from their ears.

“You... you... you...” Yellow fur frightened the soul, subconsciously pulling the trigger.

As soon as his fingers moved, he found that the gun had disappeared, and the next second he heard an unmarked "bang” and a bloody flower blew up on the back of his yellow-haired hand.

“Ah-” yellow-haired screams almost broke through the roof.

The girl spinned the gun around her fingers a few times, her eyes seemed disgusted, "This toy, too, is embarrassing to take it out? ”

“Oh my God! Kill... Kill...”

The music didn't know when it had stopped, and after hearing the gunshots, the guests all screamed and fled, and the whole bar was in a mess.

Ye Zheng didn't even look at the people, took a gentle step and walked straight to the luxury card holder across the street.

The girl sat down in a soft and comfortable card holder, one arm resting on the armrest of the sofa, one hand carrying a bottle of newly opened wine, pouring herself a glass, lifting the curved neck and draining it.

At this moment, Chen Shijie lay at her feet, watching the little girl destroy all his men alone, and her eyes didn't blink and shot through her yellow-haired hand, scared to the back by sweat.

“Grumpy," Chen Shijie swallowed in horror and tried to climb aside little by little.

Less than one step after climbing, a heartbreaking lung ache appeared on the hand bone.

“Ow -” Chen Shijie rolled on the ground in pain.

The girl had a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, one foot casually stepped on the broken hand bone of the man, leaned slightly closer, stained with red wine lips as bright as a rose stained with blood, and a low dumb voice rang in the man's ear, "What do you say? Enough excitement now. Enough waves? ”