My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The onlookers, "..."

Fortunately, the man was carried from the back. If he was carried from the front, the kick of Ye Nanxi should not be the ȧss?

Lu Zijia didn't mean to kill. Naturally, he wouldn't really strangle Huang Shenghui.

With Ye Nanxi's words, she threw people on the ground, and her action was absolutely rude.

People around looked at Lu Zijia's eyes. They were not surprised at the beginning, but became frightened.

A seemingly thin little girl picked up a big man of 1780 kg with one hand. How do you look at that picture? How can you stimulate people's eyes!

"Cough -- cough --"

After Huang Shenghui was thrown to the ground, he couldn't care about the pain on his body. He sat on the ground and coughed violently. He looked like that, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

"You, you are murdering. You are trying to murder me. I want to call the police. I want to call the police and catch you in jail!"

However, Lu Zijia's face remained unchanged in the face of fierce ghosts. How could he be frightened by his eyes?

Lu Zijia glanced at him indifferently and took back his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it now. When the police come, you'll always be willing to say it.

"Hehe, murder? Who's going to murder you scum man? You don't think your hands are dirty for murder! "

Ye Nanxi couldn't see that his idol was stigmatized, so he immediately stood up with his hands on his hɨps.

"Also, you were strangled by your own clothes. If you really died, you were strangled by your own clothes! If you want to go to jail, that's your clothes too. Go to jail! "

The onlookers, "..."

That's really amazing... They were speechless for a moment.

Ye Nanxi also knows that his words are unreasonable, but whatever it is, as long as he can protect his idol.

"Come on, if you dare to fight, I dare to stand and let you fight to see who will be unlucky in the end!".

Ye Nanxi was not afraid of him. Seeing him waving his hand, he not only didn't hide, but also gathered up.

Don't be too angry like that.

Sure enough, Huang Shenghui was distorted by Ye Nanxi's almost rogue behavior.

As time passed, the police almost came. Huang Shenghui put down his hands one after another. After putting down a cruel word, he wanted to run away again.

However

"Bang - hiss -"

Huang Shenghui just turned around and didn't take a step. He tripped at his feet. The whole face fell to the ground and made a clear dull sound.

The people watching this scene couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, and they all felt some pain for him.

Huang Shenghui seemed to be stunned by such a fall. He raised his head after half a sound.

"Blood, blood! I'm bleeding, my nose, my nose is crooked! "

Feeling the sharp pain on his forehead and nose, Huang Shenghui raised his hand and touched the blood in his hand. He was immediately frightened. When he realized that his nose was crooked, he screamed endlessly.

"Puff -"

When Huang Shenghui said that his nose was crooked, the onlookers not only didn't sympathize with him, but also couldn't help laughing.

But afraid of being burned, he immediately covered his mouth and dared not laugh again.