"Kill you?" Rong Zhan's lips curled up in hatred. I'm going to kill you so easily?! I've said it before, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of silver light, and Harren howled in pain. A pool of blood was spurting out from the middle of his pants.
"This slash is to take revenge for my woman! Just because he's a d * ck, he can f * cking do whatever he wants. This kind of man deserves to die the most!" Whenever Rong Zhan thought of the bride being kidnapped, imprisoned, and almost raped during his long-awaited wedding, he wanted to cut her into pieces.
Not to mention that there were two children in his wife's stomach at that time. This bastard, he was the one who caused his wife to have face blindness in a car accident. Why didn't he just die?
The blade rose and fell.
"This slash is for my daughter!"
"This slash is for my father-in-law!"
