Chapter 1777: Do n’t hit it, your hand hurts when you hit it again

Ji Mianmian blocked a side, and stopped at Murong, quickly reached out and twisted her arm, twisting her arms behind her like twisting a twist.
At the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Ji Mianmian's eyes, all with worship, everyone was thinking, this is Chinese Kung Fu, sure enough, so handsome!
Mu Rongmian stepped out on one foot and regained her unshakable look on her face. It seemed to read: I already knew that my wife was fine, my wife was awesome!
He opened his mouth, "Come two people, come and grab her."
Seeing that Murong Cuiting was subdued, the others were not afraid, and she took the initiative to stand up two, twisting Murong Cuiting's arm tightly to control her from letting her struggle.
Although Murong Cuiting wanted to struggle, her arm hurt even more when she moved. She always felt that she might be twisted at any time. She didn't dare to move. "Don't think that my brother is in the hospital. You won't let me see him, he ... Don't know anything, huh ... nothing can hide from him ... "
Murong Meng sneered. Murong Zhihong was indeed a very capable person. Something happened to him and he would be reported to him.
But, what about it?
If the younger sister kisses her, can she kiss her son?
As long as Murong Zhihong thinks that he is still the real Murong Mian, what he does will be fine.
What the old gentleman has to do now is to establish prestige for his son. He is afraid that after his death, some of the old shareholders of Murong Group, as well as subordinates and relatives, will "rebel" if they do not accept him.
Today, Murong Mian started to do it on her own initiative, although it was against the older brother and sister, but this is also a means of prestige.
Even if the old man wants to stop, he will carefully consider it.
Ji Mianmian went to Murong Cuiting and asked, "Did you finish?"
Murong Cuiting is now very embarrassed, the corners of her mouth are cracked, the left and right faces are swollen like bread, her hair is messy, and the whole person can't say ... miserable!
After being beaten so many times, the whole face hurts like it isn't his own. Murong Cuiting has already developed some fear of Ji Mianmian. When she looks at her, her eyes flash: "You ... you and I warn you, No more ... "
Ji Mianmian didn't wait for her to finish, and said, "Last three! Hold up, it will be enough soon."
After Ji Mianmian finished speaking, no one else saw how she shot, and she heard three crisp slap sounds like firecrackers, which rang quickly, and she was done.
There are already two loose teeth on both sides of Murong Cuiting. The mouth is full of blood, and the blood is flowing down the corner of the mouth. It feels like the meat on the face has been snatched. However, the mouth was sore that it could not be opened, and there was only one eye left.
Ji Mianmian shook his hand and turned to ask Murong Mian: "Will you come again?"
Mu Rongmian nodded, walked over, took her hand, "Enough, don't hit it, hit it again, the hand should hurt."
Everyone...
This affectionate flirtatious, but also makes the back spine cold.
Where did the young master find the master of martial arts from here? It was so powerful.
Putting people down for a minute, it's almost cruel, brutal, and brutal, but ... we like it.
Mrs. Murong watched Murong Mian gently rubbing her hands with Ji Mianmian. The movements and the eyes would make people feel that the girl in front of him was his treasure.