Chapter 797: Sir, he has mind reading skills (60)

Fu Yue glanced at Bai Jiaojiao's blackened mobile phone screen, and an unnamed fire rose in his heart.
Yu Shen, this guy...
Actually care about her life or death? ? ?
The boss is unhappy.
There are so few undetectable grievances in my heart.
Fu Yue lowered her eyelashes slightly, the smile on her face had completely disappeared, and a layer of cold ice was almost condensed between her eyebrows, which made people shudder at the first glance.
Well, the test failed.
Yu Shen could also be killed.
If the boss is not happy, someone will naturally have to anger.
In Bai Jiaojiao's unbelievable eyes.
Fu Yue, who had been tied up, actually stood up like this, while she untied the rope on her hand, threw it away, and moved her white wrist blankly.
She slowly walked towards Bai Jiaojiao.
Bai Jiaojiao: "???"
"Why are you not tied up?"
She subconsciously raised her finger to Fu Yue, and screamed.
Bai Jiaojiao hurriedly took out a Swiss army knife from her pocket and pointed it straight at Fu Yue. The panic on her face flashed past, and she immediately turned into resentment again.
"Bai Lingyue, go to death."
Clamoring.
Bai Jiaojiao rushed towards Fu Yue. Seeing that the knife was about to pierce Fu Yue's abdomen, Bai Jiaojiao's face flashed a bit of triumphant pleasure.
Bai Lingyue is about to die!
Then her task may be completed.
"laugh."
A cold ridicule sounded.
Bai Jiaojiao felt a sharp pain in her wrist and the sound of broken bones sounded. She exclaimed, raised her eyes in a daze, and then she was knocked to the ground.
An oncoming kick.
With cold wind.
Fu Yue kicked the knife Bai Jiaojiao was holding, and then grabbed her arm with her backhand, and pressed her behind her hard.
Fu Yue was killed.
Not surprisingly, Bai Jiaojiao's hand had been broken.
Fu Yue wore a pair of Martin boots today. The soles were slightly thick and very textured. Of course... it hurts to step on people.
Lift your feet.
He kicked Bai Jiaojiao's lower abdomen fiercely, and kicked her three meters away.
Bai Jiaojiao fell sturdily on the wall, so pain that she bowed into a shrimp.
Seeing Bai Jiaojiao's painful look, the corners of Fu Yue's lips curled up with a cruel smile, and her eyes curled up happily.
Sure enough, violence is the easiest way to solve problems.
Look, save trouble.
Fu Yue slowly walked towards Bai Jiaojiao, stood beside her, and kicked her in the face.
The demonic voice sounded, with a playful tone.
"How? Is it fun?"
Fu Yue squatted down, the pure black Martin boots under her feet were handsome, grabbed Bai Jiaojiao's hair, and forced her to look up at her, "You want to kill me because of your trash?"
Fu Yue took the Swiss army knife that she had just kicked off.
Slender fingers pinched the cold saber.
Fu Yue smiled. She put the knife against Bai Jiaojiao's face and made two slight gestures, "You said, what should I paint on your face?"
Bai Jiaojiao lied inwardly: "Bai Lingyue, dare you!"
Fu Yue snorted.
"Why don't I dare? Bai Jiaojiao, I am the eldest lady of the Bai family, the only righteous heir of the Bai family. I have dealt with you, a trivial illegitimate daughter, and it's not a matter of me? Has anyone found me? ?"
"It seems that you haven't understood your situation so far."