"It's useless, how could it be useless?" Mechelle was leisurely playing with her long nails painted with Dankou, "I think it's very useful. If I'm in a bad mood one day, I go to stimulate Su Wanqing, do you think she will
Wouldn't he die from a cerebral blood vessel rupture when he got too excited?"
Having said this, Michelle's face showed a happy expression and she raised her head and laughed wildly.
She laughed so happily that her stomach hurt and tears were about to come out. Until a pair of big hands clamped her slender neck.
Her laughter stopped suddenly, like a chicken that had its neck stuck, and let out a shrill scream.
"You won't have such a chance." Hoshino Huang said with a cold face and a voice like ice slag, "Because you were already dead before you took action."
There was a look of fear on Mechelle's face, and she begged for mercy, her green eyes looking at him with a look of pleading.
"If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use value, I would have killed you a hundred times."
As he spoke, Hoshino Huang suddenly let go of his hand and threw Mechelle, who was covering her neck and coughing, to the other side of the table.
While coughing with a pale face, Mechelle asked: "Just now, Lucifer hit you, why didn't you fight back?"
"I hurt Saori, that's what I deserve."
Hoshino Huang sat down, poured a cup of new tea, and rinsed the blood from his mouth. A trace of pride flashed across Echelle's face, "More than once, I saw him fighting hundreds of people by himself. He had blood all over his body, but there was no trace of it anywhere.
Wound."
Hoshino Huang snorted coldly, his words full of dissatisfaction: "If we really fight, we still don't know whether we will win or lose."
Mechelle shrugged and said: "Lucifer's family has the largest underground arena in Italy. For more than ten years, no boxing champion has defeated him. Mr. Hoshino, I think you should understand the meaning."
"You can get out." Hoshino Huang impatiently gave the eviction order.
He didn't want to hear how powerful his love rival was. It didn't matter how strong his body was. The most important thing was that his methods were tough enough.
"Get out? I don't want to get out yet." Mechelle licked her face, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Mr. Hoshino, you haven't told me what's going on in Su Wanqing's mind.
thing."
"I have no obligation to tell you."
"Then I have no obligation to help you." A hint of cunning flashed through Mechelle's green eyes, "You know, I promised to help you, but I haven't made any requests so far."
Hoshino Huang was silent for a while, then slowly said: "What do you want to know?"
"Why did she lose her memory? Why did she have—"
"Sano Oshima, throw this woman out of here."
After saying that, Hoshino Huang stood up and walked towards the inner room, never looking back again.
He has his bottom line.
**.**.**.**.
When Su Wanqing woke up, it was already noon on the third day.
She felt as if she had had a dream, her soul was floating and falling into a bottomless black abyss, which was extremely painful.