Song Yibing didn't even look at him and said directly: "Where is Wang Hongluan, have you brought him?"
The old man said: "Bring...bring it!"
"Where are the people?"
"I'm here!" Wang Hongluan's voice came from the door. She was wearing an exquisite fashionable suit with a beige one-step skirt underneath. The tight skirt tail wrapped around her perky buttocks, setting off a pair of long white legs.
is becoming more and more charming.
Seeing Wang Hongluan just walking in, Song Yibing was slightly stunned.
When Wang Hongluan saw Song Yibing's appearance clearly, she suddenly paused: "It's you?! Song Yibing!"
Song Yibing smiled softly and said, "Are you surprised or surprised?"
Wang Hongluan's expression darkened: "Did you ask people to arrest me because you want my Jiutian Pharmaceutical?"
Of course Wang Hong knows Song Yibing.
Because this woman is Song Qing's sister.
Due to the relationship between the old lady of the Wang family and the Song family, Wang Hongluan had to call her sister when she was a child. However, the relationship between the two was not good at all. Song Yibing was very domineering and unreasonable. She was the kind of woman who thought she was the center of the universe.
, but she has not appeared for more than ten years, and it is rumored that she has gone to study under a teacher.
Moreover, Wang Hongluan also knew that Chen Yan killed the old man of the Song family and gave Song Qing a severe beating.
Therefore, this is a sign of bad intentions.
Song Yibing said: "That's right! Sister Hongluan, I want to buy your Jiutian Pharmaceutical for one dollar. What do you think?"
Wang Hongluan said directly: "I think you are living in a dream just like your brother."
Song Yibing laughed loudly: "Wang Hongluan, I think you are living in a dream. Let me tell you a piece of news. Your husband stated that the captain of Longya died in the Ice and Snow Palace of Yuankong Island just yesterday.
Oh, and the female marshal was also buried in the flames with him."
Wang Hongluan's expression suddenly changed in shock, and she blurted out: "Impossible!"
"Why isn't it possible?"
"My husband is extremely skilled in martial arts. How can he be burned to death by just a sea of fire?"
Song Yibing smiled contemptuously: "That was not an ordinary sea of fire, but a sea of fire caused by more than a dozen missiles. Even half of the mountaintop was blown down. Oh, I heard that your husband was crushed under a mountaintop.
Became the Monkey King of the new era."
When Wang Hongluan heard this, his face turned pale.
Actually using missiles?!
Seeing her expression like this, Song Yibing seemed very satisfied. She showed a cruel smile and said: "Wang Hongluan, my good sister, you really have a hard life. You have become a widow at such a young age. Tsk tsk tsk...
...If you were willing to marry Song Qing, how could you end up in this situation today? Now, let me give you to Song Qing as a plaything."
"Crack!"
Wang Hongluan slapped him directly.
Half of Song Yibing's face turned red from the cigarette.
She looked at Wang Hongluan in disbelief: "You...dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? Ah Fu, Ah Fu, are you a wooden goose? Get this bitch right away.
Stay, I want to carve words on her face."
Ah Fu stood still.
Song Yibing shouted: "Afu, are you a dead person?"
Wang Hongluan said: "He dare not move, because if he moves, he will die!"
Then, she grabbed Song Yibing's neck and lifted her up: "Tell me, is what you said true? What happened to my husband?"
Song Yibing almost couldn't breathe. She never dreamed that Wang Hongluan had such strong skills: "Of course, of course it's true... I am, I am the wife of the third young master of the Tian family,
The news is absolutely true. If you dare to touch me, the Tian family will not let you go. There are twelve killing gods in the Tian family. Your husband was killed by the twelve killing gods. If you touch me, you will be dead.
Everyone in your Wang family must die! The Twelve Gods of Killing will definitely destroy your entire family!"
Wang Hongluan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his whole mind went blank.
Chen Yan died, what should she do?
But at this moment, a voice came from the door: "The twelve killing gods will never come back."