"Don't touch her!" Song Ying couldn't restrain herself anymore, she yelled, reached out and pulled out the flying knife on the tree trunk next to her, and ran towards Ma Liang. Her mind went blank, she just wanted to save Chu Ting with the flying knife in her hand.
Ting was in danger. She wanted to stab Ma Liang with this knife, a hundred knives, a thousand knives!
"Here comes another one who is not afraid of death." Without even looking, Ma Liang raised his leg and kicked Song Ying in the stomach. Song Ying groaned and fell to the ground.
"Song Ying, how are you?" Chu Tingting asked anxiously.
"You are about to die, and you still have time to care about others?" Ma Liang laughed evilly, grabbed Chu Tingting's chin and slapped her four or five times in succession.
"Don't touch her...don't touch her..." Song Ying screamed desperately, but her body couldn't move at all.[
"You won't let me move? I insist on moving, what can you do to me?" Ma Liang smiled proudly, pinched Chu Tingting's chin, and raised his hand high again, "You talk again?
If you say one more word, I will slap her one more time!"
Song Ying burst into tears. She didn't hear what Ma Liang said at all. She desperately grabbed the soil in front of her with her hands and sobbed: "Zhou Ming...where are you...why haven't you come yet?"
"Haha, you said so many words in a row. It seems that you sisters are at odds with each other." Ma Liang was unambiguous and did not count how many words Song Ying said. In short, he raised his hand and started typing, "
Bang bang bang..." After dozens of slaps, Chu Tingting had already fainted and had no reaction at all.
Song Ying was even more desperate. She looked up blankly, tears streaming down her face, but she could do nothing. She could only keep saying: "Don't hit her, hit me...you
Don't hit her, hit me..."
"I feel really distressed when I see the beauty like this." Ma Liang sighed and suddenly laughed again: "But I believe Zhou Ming should be more distressed, right?" Although Chu Tingting had fainted, her feet
She couldn't stand, but Ma Liang still held her chin, and her entire body weight rested on Ma Liang's hand.
Ma Liang's eyes were shining and he said with a smile: "If he knows that Liu Xing's incident was planned by me, the purpose is to provoke discord between you; Wang Ran is a puppet that I have worked hard to cultivate.
The purpose is to make his family of friends fall apart. After letting him taste the feeling of betrayal and separation, and then kill Chu Tingting one by one in front of him, how sad and distressed do you think he will be? Will he kneel on the ground?