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

“Grandpa... how about we turn in this number every month...” Uncle Yan looked at the man, spoke with extreme caution and smiled with a good face.

“Uncle, stop talking. I've been bullied!” Uncle Yan Xiong hastily walked to the elderly and the man, ignoring himself.

However, Yan Xiong had just approached him and the man's cold and heartless eyes beat him slightly for a moment.

At one glance, Yan Xiong seemed to have fallen into the ice cave, frozen from limbs to carcasses.

“You pedaled! ”

At this moment, Uncle Yan suddenly stood up and did not give Yan Xiong a chance to talk. He slapped his hands on Yan Xiong's face.

“Bang” crisp, hands not small.

Yan Xiong covered his face and looked at the old man unnamed, full of grievances: “Uncle Si, why are you beating me?! ”

“You little bastard, don't you see who I'm talking to, running around, screaming, you want to die?!” Uncle Yan's fourth uncle drank in anger.

In a spin, Uncle Yan looked at the man beside him, his face was full of laughter: “Grandpa... you made me laugh, this is my nephew... someone may not know how to behave and hit him...”

Smelling, the man looked at Uncle Yan's face without expression and finally said indifferently: “Then get out and say it. ”

“Yes, yes... Grandpa, I'm going to go out and say...” The old man nodded.

Yan Xiong looked at the man in front of him. He was amazed. What exactly did this man do and his identity? How dare he talk to Uncle Fourth?!

Most ridiculously, Uncle Four is still nodding his head and waist, as if to be completely afraid and unscrupulous about this man, is that too exaggerated?!

Soon, the old Yan family took Yan Xiong to push the door out.

“Uncle, who is that man, so arrogant?!” Yan Xiong looked at the elderly Yan family and couldn't understand his face.

After hearing this, Uncle Yan's backhand was a slap on Yan Xiong's face: “Don't you want to fucking live?! Keep your voice down! If you let that man hear you, you don't know how the fuck to die! ”

“Such an exaggeration... isn't it... the King?” Yan Xiong recalls that the dead bones also appeared in the nightclub tonight.

“Idiot, the man in there... is Lord Shura!” Yan Xiong opened his mouth.

“What... Fix... Fix... Lord Shura?!” After learning about the man's identity, Yan Xiong shouted a cold sweat.

One of the most horrific forces in the independent state, the head of Ashuro, Lord Shuro, known as the Lord of the Night.

Ruthless, decisive, not even the Confederacy of Martial Arts.

It is said that the Shura master even had some relationship with the Hidden Ancient tribe of the Independent States...

“All right, don't talk nonsense. What can I do for you?” Uncle Yan's fourth uncle looked at Yan Xiongdao.

Immediately, Yan Xiong told Uncle Yan Jia in the future.

After hearing this, Uncle Yan's fourth uncle was furious: “This is happening... and my Yan family is too blind to my eyes! Tonight, the dead bone must give me an argument! ”

“Uncle, the dead bone is Ji Wang's... if we do it, will it...” Yan Xiong frowned.

“Don't worry about it, I'll go to the King myself tomorrow.” Uncle Yan's Fourth Uncle said.

Soon, Uncle Yan called dozens of Yan's elite strong, and the bones could not be the opponents of dozens of the top leaf elite strong!

The eight great gods under the throne, the power of the dead bones, are only the last. It is said that the most powerful bones are not the value of force, but the head, which belongs to the rank of division.