Chapter 1459: Eat one's own fruits

Chapter 1459 Eat Your Own Fruit
"what!!!"
The crowd screamed, and Shen Lan, who had not been knocked over by the overturned coffee table and sofa, ran to the position where Li Jinghui fell in panic.
The chin was lifted a moment ago, proudly wanting to see Ruan Mengmeng's ugly Duan Muer. At this moment he was completely scared to stay in the middle of the dance floor.
She looked at Ruan Mengmeng in horror, her lips trembling: "You, what do you want to do ..."
Duan Mu'er wanted to run, but she didn't even have the strength to escape.
Legs nailed to the ground like lead.
Duan Mu'er wants Ruan Mengmen to be ugly, but she doesn't know how much power the young girl has.
"What do I want to do?" Jiao's lips lightly lifted, raised slightly, loose and messy blue silk brushed her face, and the girl's apricot dipped in water fixed on Duan Muer's face.
"Oh ..." she chuckled. "I want to ask you if you've ever seen a big casserole."
While talking, the girl had raised her right fist and hung in front of Duan Muer.
Duan Mu'er, who was frightened by the imposing momentum of Ruan Mengmeng's whole body, stayed for a few seconds and couldn't react.
"Sand, casserole fist ..."
Duan Muer don't know, what is that?
"The big casserole is this." The girl's right hand shook in front of Duan Muer's eyes.
Her beautiful apricot eyes had long been controlled by drugs and turned red.
At this moment, there are countless angers in my heart that need to be vented. Ruan Mengmeng said with an unprecedented deep voice--
"Do you have a high family and don't put others in your eyes? The life of others is not life, the life of others is not life ... well, then I will let you taste it today, the kind of being stepped on , It feels trampled. "
After that, Ruan Mengmeng raised her right fist and smashed at Duan Muer's beautifully dressed and pretty face.
"Ah-" Duan Mu'er screamed and hugged his head, his feet softened.
Before the girl's fist touched her, she knelt down in fear.
"Don't, don't hit me, don't!" Duan Mu'er cried with a headache. She witnessed the scene where Li Jinghui was thrown out. She should not be thrown out.
Miss Duan Jia actually kneels in public, which is too shameful.
"Hurry up, go and rescue the lady, drive me out of that woman—" Mrs. Duan responded at this time and hurriedly urged the bodyguard to go up.
But these bodyguards were frightened by Bo Hanyuan just now. At this time, when he saw Ruan Mengmeng, he just threw out Li Jinghui, and where did he dare to go up?
No one passed, Mrs. Duan was afraid that her daughter would be hurt.
As she gritted her teeth, she took Duan Yi'er together, grabbed a bottle of red wine placed on the table next to her, and smashed it into Ruan Mengmeng's head.
The girl seemed to have eyes behind her and avoided the attack.
With two clicks, two wine bottles exploded on the ground.
The shard of broken glass directly sputtered on Duan Mu'er's arm kneeling on the ground.
Duan Muer, who was begging for mercy, suddenly screamed in pain.
The next moment, her right-hand arm, bare outside the dress, was bleeding.
"Mu, Muer ..." Mrs. Duan and Yier Duan were frightened.
Looking at Duan Muer's blood, the blood on their faces became lighter and lighter.
At this moment, the girl who had avoided the attack and had scarlet eyes, turned to look at them.
Mrs. Duan and Yier Duan couldn't help backing up: "No, we just, no ... not intentionally ..."
Duan Yi'er was frightened, and the blood on her sister's snow arm scared her.
She was afraid of leaving scars on her body, she was afraid of becoming Duan Muer.
[Once updated, see you tomorrow night]
(End of this chapter)