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

Hou Mao Feng sneered and scratched a little shadow in his eyes: "Oh, it seems we have nothing to talk about! Cai, send the passengers! ”

Even if she was sent by Shi Nightcold, it was her own death, not to mention being a lover, he did not have to give such a face to Hou Mao Feng.

Now that she's ashamed of her face, you can't blame him.

As soon as he heard it, he waved willingly. Suddenly, a group of men, big and strong, walked over, and the momentum rushed to the front of Ye Zheng and others.

Casinos move billions of dollars a day in a street, so almost every store has its own security, not to mention a casino store the size of a metaphor.

Without waiting for the Eleven to make a move, Nie Jane and other five-member groups have brushed to the front of Ye Zheng, confronting the seemingly trained batters.

Nie Mingyang Feng: “Oh, I'd like to see who dares to touch our boss. ”

Divine Daoist: “Bold! Our boss wants to stay here as long as he wants! ”

A flower: "Outrageous! Even if our boss stays here, it's for you! ”

Foreign Brick Movers: “Flowers and Taoists are right! ”

Iceberg Man: "…! ”

Ye Qiang: “…”

She deeply suspects that these people are not watching bodyguard movies, they are watching little pieces of voices all night long, and this sings in unison.

Hou Mao Feng's face was full of anger, "Oh, no one dared to make trouble in the land of my metaphor, I'd like to see what you can do! ”

Upon receiving instructions from Hou Mao Feng, one of the tall fighters immediately attacked the weakest looking Iceberg man among the five...

The iceberg man was too lazy to even talk, let alone fight. He stood still at this moment and let the man attack him.

Ye Zheng looked a little anxious. After all, all she knew was that Taoist and a flower had good hands.

But maybe this coffin face is hidden too?

Ye Zheng just thought so, the iceberg man moved. The moment the batter met his body, the iceberg man “burst” and fell back...

Follow closely, a flower “boom” fell on the iceberg man, "Oops! Murdered! Murdered! ”

God's idolatrous man stared at them with a heartbreak, “In broad daylight, Lang Lang Kun, this tolerates the villain to hurt people, this is not over! ”

A flower: “Or jail! Either pay! ”

Ye Zheng gazed at the excellent act of "touching porcelain”: “…”

“You fart! I just touched him!” The batter became angry and angry.

In any case, he also knew that the other party was the master, but just to intimidate him, how could he really do it?

“Go away! You scoundrels! Touch porcelain, right?” Dude, the momentum rushed over, touched the neck of the iceberg man, was about to unravel them, and his face changed dramatically, "Really... I'm really not breathing...”

“What did you say?” Hou Mao Feng also changed his face.

Divine Daoist: “No money yet! ”

A flower: "Lose money! Look at this face, this body, at least a hundred million! ”

Nie Doe glanced at two people: "Want to rebel? ”

The idolater immediately said: "No, no! Scare is almost enough. We're serious bodyguards. We don't touch porcelain! ”

A flower: "Dead man, get up! ”

Iceberg Man: "…”

The people on the ground were immobile and apparently satisfied with the position they were now lying in.

A flower: “Yes, I'm happy to lie down again...”