"Master Peng, I know you're watching!"

As she said that, she paused for a moment, turned around and looked at Peng Qiulai, who was on the verge of death, and then turned around and continued: "When this guy dies, I will throw him into the wilderness. Then you can go there to find the body!"

Peng Liangchao at the other end of the live broadcast was clenched with his hands tightly, as if he was about to crush the phone. He gritted his teeth and clattered.

Peng Xu, who was sitting in the driving position, looked at Peng Liangchao's expression in the rear seat through the rearview mirror in front. A sudden air conditioning suddenly rose from the back of his spine, and his body couldn't help but have a cold war.

Click.

The live broadcast signal source was cut off.

The screen of the phone in Peng Liangchao's hand was pitch black, and his heart suddenly tightened. He slapped the screen of the phone with his hands, but it was useless.

He angrily threw his phone through the car window and outside the car, then gritted his teeth and said ferociously: "Xiao Yang, I will make you pay back a thousand times the blood hatred!"

Peng Qiulai, who was tied to a chair, seemed to have been drained from his strength, which was difficult to support him to raise his head again.

Meirou's hands were wrapped around her chest, making her chest towering under the squeeze of her arms look even more charming. The mobile phone will remember it for a second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

She stood in front of Peng Qiulai.

"Haha, it seems that it's all over!"

Although Peng Qiulai's breath was weak, his consciousness was still there. He heard Meirou's words and moved his mouth, as if he had something to say, but it was difficult to make any sound in his throat.

Qingmian and Tieshou walked in, pushing open the door.

"My God! Meirou, you really plan to kill this guy!"

Qingmeng saw Meirou's appearance in leather clothes, and then looked at the whip in her hand and Peng Qiulai, who was covered in whip marks, and couldn't help but say in surprise.

Tie Hand looked up, and his eyes looked at the green face beside him and teased: "You know what's wrong! This is our Meirou's hobby. If you like it, you will let Meirou play with you like this one day. Maybe for everyone knows you, you can start a little heavier!"

"I think you are just looking for trouble. If you don't agree, you find a place to practice alone. If anyone loses, how about playing with Meirou?"

Qingmeng said provocatively with anger.

Tiexhou gently tapped his shoulder with his iron-killed hand and said disdainfully: "Just dependent on your three-legged cat's skills, you can't even catch the boss's move, and you still compete with me?"

"Ha ha!"

Qingmeng raised her head and suddenly burst into laughter, as if she had heard a ridiculous joke, holding her belly.

"The only one of us who didn't take action and kneel directly in front of the boss, it seems you are!"

The iron hand, whose face was exposed, was a little uneasy.

Back then, Xiao Yang fought with the former leader of the Quicksand Organization for three days and three nights, and Tiexhou, the mainstay of the Quicksand Organization, naturally would not stand by and siege Xiao Yang.

But Tiexue and others held weapons, but they could not defeat Xiao Yang, who was barely fisted, and finally lost.

Tiexhou and others had fought with Xiao Yang personally and experienced Xiao Yang's strength in person. This was also the reason why they all followed Xiao Yang with conscientiousness.

The strong will always bow to the stronger ones!

"Haha, you two guys are actually embarrassed to mention the previous things, and why don't you hurry up and throw this guy out?"

Meirou sneered, gave Qingwei and Tie Hand a blank look, and said unhappily.

Qingmeng scratched her head with a silly smile and said, "We'll do it now!"
Chapter completed!