"Yes!" Murong Rong nodded hurriedly, "I can wash, cook, sweep the floor, I can do everything..."
"Apart from these?" The cold and hard muzzle of the young master in black slowly moved from Murong Rong's temple to Murong Rong's Tianling Gai.
Murong Rong shivered with fear, was he really going to blow her mind?
"I, I can also warm the bed..." As long as she can live, she doesn't care about anything.
A low sneer came from behind, and the four killers couldn't help laughing. Even the young man in black, who had always been cold and cold, also evoked a smile. "Yinzai, your wife is indeed very useful..."
Everyone from the Yin family, except for Yin Zai, couldn't help but curl their lips.
The two sides, who were originally at war with each other, suddenly became comical.
Yinzai suddenly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Murong Rong's head, "If you don't kill this woman, I will!"
He's had enough!
He is a majestic Flame King, and he really cannot afford to lose his old face!
Yin Zai pointed at Murong Rong's head and pulled the trigger——
boom--
It seemed particularly sharp in the silent night——
The bullet penetrated the forehead, and the huge force exploded the whole head, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
The young master in black hurriedly took a few steps back and said through gritted teeth: "Yin Zai, you are so cruel that you dare to kill your wife!"
Yinzai smiled coldly, "If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come."
The pistol in his hand moved again, "I don't mind firing again."
Murong Rongyuan opened her eyes, and bright red blood and white brain matter slowly flowed down from her forehead——
His mind went blank, his eyes staring straight at the muzzle of the gun still smoking in Yin Zai's hand.
Behind him, there was a bang and a person fell down.
That one was the female killer standing behind Murong Rong.
One shot and his head was shot.
The young master in black had cold palms. He didn't expect that Yinzai would dare to shoot. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the hostage in his hand would have been shot in the head by Yinzai!
How much did Yinzai hate his wife, so much so that this shot was so accurate!
Murong Rong saw Yin Zai's gun pointed at her head again, confused and frightened.
The bullet just passed by her cheek, and her cheek stung and stung, as if it had been scratched by a knife. Thick liquid flowed down her face. It was unclear whether it was the explosion in the female killer's head or the wound on her face.