"Xiao Zhengyang, I hate you!"

"If I don't leave, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide immediately!"

When Xiao Zhengyang heard this, he gritted his teeth, turned around and flew out the door.

Yang Wu didn't expect Xiao Zhengyang to really abandon Wan Suxin, so he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Xiao Zhengyang..." Yang Wu said three words, and saw Xiao Zhengyang turn around in the air and shoot out an extremely thin silver needle from his hand.

When Yang Wu saw the silver light flash, he knew it was not good. He was about to press the remote control, but it was too late.

A silver light flashed and passed through Yang Wu's throat.

Yang Wu fell down, staring at him with big eyes full of reluctance! Xiao Zhengyang had just endured it, and was waiting for the best phone call. Sure enough, Yang Wu saw him turn around and leave, relaxed his vigilance.

Wan Suxin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yang Wu die.

Xiao Zhengyang picked up his big iron pliers and walked to Wan Suxin.

"Okay, now it's time for my big iron pliers to exert their power!"

Xiao Zhengyang said, clamping the iron ring on Wan Suxin's wrist and clamping it hard.
Chapter completed!