Lan Cun'er held her tight and retreated, desperately kicking the man who was holding her as she retreated.
The clothes on her body were torn, and the rags hung on her arms, swinging feebly, miserable and desolate. And the man pressing on her was impatiently tugging at her beautiful underwear and the zipper of her A-line skirt.
The zipper was designed by Yu Guanqun to be relatively secretive, so he couldn't fumble with it, but the fabric was so tough that he couldn't tear it off. He cursed angrily: "Smelly cousin, you deserve to let me play with that tattered skirt!"
Lan Cun'er's face was slapped hard, causing her to turn as red as pig liver, with stars in her eyes.
The man continued to curse: "I asked you to scream, and I will let you scream enough later."
Damn it, Liu'er's money is not easy to make. I didn't expect this woman to be so resistant to something that could be done in ten minutes.
"Let her go, or I'll wipe your necks off."
A roar as sharp as a sharp knife escaped from Guan Qun's mouth, and in the blink of an eye, two fierce and swift fists were struck on the wretched faces of the two bulls and wolves respectively, causing them to fall to the ground in embarrassment.
"Go to hell!"
Yu Guanqun cursed and lowered his head to see Lan Cun'er's crying face and her half-dressed body. With a hiss, his white shirt was torn from the placket, and he took it off and covered Lan Cun'er's body.
, Yu Guanqun turned his head and fired, crossed his long legs, stepped on the coffee table with a "bang" and jumped up, knocking the two fleeing bulls and wolves to the ground one by one.
With a muffled sound of "push", a fierce fist hit the man's chest, and he hugged him from the waist, letting him fall heavily on the right wolf who was about to get up, making them cross each other, Yu Guanqun was furious
He hit the cow wolf on the top fiercely with his fists and cursed:
"Don't worry, you dare to touch my woman."
"Ugh... Guanqun, kill them quickly, kill them..."
Lan Cun'er squatted on the sofa, trembling and pulling his shirt to cover his body, and shouted angrily.
The two cows and wolves begged for mercy without dignity: "Don't fight, you are our father, I call you grandpa, don't fight."
"Yes, yes, I'm calling you grandpa. Stop hitting me. If you hit me again, I will die."
"Useless things, go to hell!"
The more he begged for mercy, the harder Yu Guanqun beat him, until they no longer dared to cry.
Yu Guanqun put his leg on the two struggling and twisting bodies. He glanced at Lan Cun'er from the corner of his eye. He was so angry that he showed off his alcoholism and shouted: "Okay, don't be afraid, I
Castrate them."
After more than ten minutes of beating her, I was drunk, and I didn't show any mercy on my hands. I just wanted to kill someone.
The bull wolf above him was vomiting blood, and Yu Guanqun moved the two of them to another position with a quick move, and beat him again.
Panting, he lifted up the glass coffee table and slammed it on the two overlapping and limp bodies. With a "bang", the glass shattered and pierced into the naked back muscles of the cow wolf above, drawing blood.
Rushing out.
This fierce battle like a battlefield ended perfectly with a slash.
Yu Guanqun straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and gasped: "Go to hell, this is the fate of women who dare to touch me. Humph..."