Chapter 1893: I never wanted him to live

She had the idea of ​​trying, and sure enough, it didn't take long before she felt someone approaching.
She was guarded against those people, so when she was in pain and trying to faint her, she fainted, holding her breath very well.
She knew that as long as she was in a coma, those people must have taken her to Mrs. Jones, and by then she would be able to rescue Rongmian.
So Ji Mianmian installed a dead body all the way. When she followed Leng Ran as a makeup artist, the group did not perform enough. Ji Mianmian ran to perform a group show, and still played a dead body. Do n’t say, the director said that she played It's especially similar.
Although it was later known that the person who kidnapped her was not Mrs. Jones, it was her husband, all the same, without saying a difference.
Ji Mianmian was carried over as a coma. When he saw Mu Rongmian's heart here, it was considered as falling.
Before she was worried that Murong Mian would be jealous of her embarrassment, so she quickly blinked at him.
She knew that Mu Rongmian would understand the meaning.
Sure enough, he didn't move, waiting for her to start.
The reason why Ji Mianmian waited until the two men took off their trousers is not because they were the weakest at that time, they put down their guns, took off their trousers, and were ready to fight. As a result ... What waited for them was not immortality, but the headache.
Ji Mianmian was a pleasure today. She rubbed her hands, raised her lips, and turned over Brown.
This old man is so cheap, how can she easily let him go.
Ji Mianmian raised his head and asked Murong Mian: "Can I do anything? Don't worry about it?"
Mu Rongmian softly said: "Of course, you can do whatever you want, what you want to do, dead, be your husband and me."
He had intended to cut the roots of Mrs. Jones's family. Now that they are coming to the house by themselves, what is he polite about?
Big deal, when they die, he can cover up the scene.
Ji Mianmian smiled, stood up, and immediately jumped out and hit Brown's children and grandchildren, "I want you to treat women as clothes all day, as gadgets ... my mother can't make you a man ... ... "
The thick and innocent smile on Ji Mianmian's face, and her fierce act, made people hardly believe that it would be from the same person, the angel's face, but the act of a little devil.
"I'll make you one more day into a hypocrite ..."
"I make you think about other people's money all day ..."
"Don't dare to take advantage of your aunt ..."
Ji Mianmian kicked as soon as he said something. In the end, he fell on Brown like raindrops. All of her hits were vital. He knew how to hit their pain points.
Ji Mianmian didn't know whether Brown had broken a few bones, anyway, he knew it would never be good.
At the beginning, Brown was still rolling and begging for mercy, but after a while, even his voice was released, and blood dripped from his throat.
Mu Rongmian saw Ji Mianmian sweating on her forehead, and held her: "Well, take a rest, are you tired? Does your foot hurt?"
Ji Mianmian shook his head: "I'm not tired, it doesn't hurt, it's so cool today, it should have been so quick to hit them."
Mu Rongmian pampered her face pettifully.
Ji Mianmian looked at Brown, who was twitching on the ground, and said, "Oops, shouldn't I ... kill him?"
Mu Rongmian smiled softly and said, "I never wanted him to live."