"Miao Liang, I'm warning you, if you dare to have any designs on my woman again, watch out, I'll kill you!"
"Madman, lunatic, Wei Liao, you're really fucking crazy!"
Touching the blood at the corner of his mouth, Miao Liang was so angry his head was practically smoking, but he was a learned man, and even when speaking out of turn, his swearing was limited to the same few insults.
How undeserved was this beating he had just taken?
This lunatic simply wouldn't listen to him, convinced that he was the one who took his wife out for drinks.
He didn't get to eat the meat, but instead stirred up a whole lot of trouble – he really was wronged to the extreme!
After the beating, embracing his own woman, Squad Leader Wei felt much more comfortable in his heart.
Exiting the suffocating Imperial Palace, he put the limp woman in the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt, then pressed the gas pedal to the floor. The car shot out like an arrow released from its string.
