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Chapter 92

Wang Ming looked at Su Muxue on the ground and couldn't help but lick his lips.

He has been coveting this beautiful body for a long time, but today, Ma Yang is going to take advantage of it.

"Of course it's in the private room, it's so exciting here."

Ma Yang took off his suit jacket, wearing nothing underneath, and his round belly was immediately exposed:

"Wang Ming, go outside and get the camera from the car."

"yes!"

Wang Ming nodded, rubbed his hands again, glanced at Su Muxue and said with a smile:

"Um, Mr. Ma... after you finish, can you let me experience it too... After all, I have known this bitch for so long, and we have never even touched our hands."

"Huh? You want it too?" Ma Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"Okay, let's share the good stuff together."

"Thank you, Mr. Ma! Thank you, Mr. Ma!"

Wang Ming was overjoyed, opened the box door, and went out to get his camera.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Ming was stunned on the spot.

At some point, a young man stood outside.

The young man has a slightly thin figure. He only wears a white T-shirt, sports pants and canvas shoes. He looks very ordinary, but he has an inexplicable temperament.

At this moment, there was a chill emanating from his body, as if it were thousands of years of ice.

"Ye Mo, you loser, why are you here?"

Wang Ming was startled.

Ye Mo ignored Wang Ming and glanced at the box.

When he saw Su Muxue who was unconscious on the ground and Ma Yang who was standing aside with his upper body stripped naked, a killing intent burst out from his eyes.

He raised his right hand and slapped it forward.

This palm seemed light, but it landed on Wang Ming's chest like a cannonball.

boom!

A dull voice sounded.

Wang Ming's chest dented in an instant, his ribs cracked and broke, and his whole body flew away and hit the wall heavily.

Wow!

Wang Ming's blood spurted out, his face turned pale, he became sluggish and fainted.

It's a long story, but it happened in just a moment.

As soon as Ma Yang was about to do something, he found that Wang Ming had passed out.

"Someone's coming!"

Ma Yang shouted immediately.

Da da da!

The sound of dense footsteps came.

Young gangsters with hair dyed in various colors and fashionable clothes ran over from the surrounding boxes, holding steel pipes and iron bars, and instantly surrounded Ye Mo.

At a glance, there are nearly a hundred of them!

Ma Yang is a cautious person. What he has to do today is a big event, so naturally he has to bring his younger brother with him.

Seeing his men all gathered, Ma Yang felt confident and looked at Ye Mo:

"Just now that Wang Ming called you Ye Mo, are you Su Muxue's husband?"

Ye Mo didn't answer. He stepped forward and supported Su Muxue. After confirming that she was just unconscious, he felt relieved.

The "Qihuang Heart Sutra" was running, and a spiritual power was input into Su Muxue's body to protect her mind.

"Tell me how you want to die."

Ye Mo looked at Ma Yang.

Su Muxue was his true love, and it was his betrayal. At this time, Ye Mo was completely murderous.

"How to die?"

Ma Yang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"Boy, are you crazy? I have nearly a hundred brothers here, and I should be the one who should say this!"

"Put down Su Muxue now and get out. For the sake of dedicating your wife to me, maybe I can let you go!"


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