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5190. Chapter 5189 Who wants to come, I'm here

Chapter 5189 Who wants to come, I’m right here

Brother Sun was dizzy and turned around to curse, but the man behind him picked him up from Mo Xinnian. Lu Zihan grabbed his collar with one hand and punched him hard in the face with the other hand!

Mo Xinnian stared at this scene blankly, not even able to believe that he would appear here.

Her phone number... was really pressed, so was it connected?

Actually... I called him.

She was even more shocked that he would come.

A full and strong feeling spread in her chest. At this second, when she looked at this man, she felt moved, reassured, surprised, and... her heart was pounding.

Brother Sun was beaten so badly that he fell to the ground. He touched the blood on his face and said angrily, "You dare to hit me... Come on, come on! Beat him to death!"

Lu Zihan was wearing the simplest casual shirt with a dark and cold tone. His slender figure stood under the dim light. He was clearly so personable, gentle and handsome, but it gave people an illusion of darkness and coldness for no reason, as if there was no wine behind him.

Instead of a platform, it was an endless whirlpool of darkness.

And he comes from the deepest part of the darkness.

He untied his cuffs slowly and methodically. The man smiled coldly when he heard the words. His expression was like a thin sword stained with blood, light but extremely sharp. The bloodthirsty light was about to come out, "Heh."

With a contemptuous and indifferent syllable, Brother Sun gritted his teeth and said, "You...you dare to look down on me? Everyone here belongs to me, do you think you can get out?!"

"Do you want someone to beat me to death?" Lu Zihan looked down at him, his slightly narrowed black eyes filled with an aura that could intimidate mountains and rivers. He was full of wildness, but his handsome face still smiled indifferently, "Do you know, my life

Not good, but very hard and not easy to die?"

"What nonsense are you talking about...ah!"

Before Brother Sun finished speaking, Lu Zihan suddenly rushed forward, leaned over to pick him up, and broke off his right hand with just a little force!

It's not a dislocation, it's a direct break.

The sound of cracking bones was like his cold and cruel aura, which shocked everyone.

Brother Sun's tongue was so painful that it was bitten. Lu Zihan had no intention of letting go. He pressed him against the bar counter and then landed his fist on his face.

Mo Xinnian was completely frightened and couldn't move while lying on the sofa. The gangsters were also holding iron bars and were stunned in shock.

The force of the man's fist was extremely heavy. One after another, Brother Sun's face was soon hit in a mess, and his teeth were mixed with blood and flowed down.

Lu Zihan looked at this scene, his black eyes glowing with bloodthirsty crimson, and he licked his thin lips wildly with the tip of his tongue. He smiled coldly and deeply, and his magnetic and intoxicating voice was close to his ears, "You said, I am like this

You have tolerated people for so many years without touching her, what qualifications do your dirty hands have...Why, you want to steal something from me, huh?"

Brother Sun didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and just stared at him with horrified eyes. Lu Zihan looked at his frightened look and chuckled contemptuously, his voice lower but deeper, "I want to torture you."

The things that are destroyed can only be mine, and no one else can touch them with a finger. You need to understand this truth."

"You..." Brother Sun was about to open his mouth, but there was a sharp pain from his other hand being broken.

Lu Zihan saw him looking at Mo Xinnian over there, his black eyes darkened hard, he picked up a beer bottle and hit him hard on the head.

Brother Sun lost his voice completely and was thrown to the ground by the man, who kicked him away casually.

Lu Zihan turned around and took out a tissue to wipe the blood on his hands. His posture was elegant and like the cruelest king of hell. He glanced at a group of gangsters holding iron rods and smiled hoarsely, "Either they all kneel down and kowtow to apologize, or

..." The corners of his mouth curled up coldly, bloody and cruel, "Whoever wants to come, I'm right here."
Chapter completed!
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