Chapter 37: old woman 37 (2)
Since he saved people, some of them just cooperated, and never gave any misunderstanding. As for when this feeling was derived, he didn't care, nor was he interested in knowing.
"Like...hehe." An Tu lowered her eyes, her fingernails were pinched into her palms, and blood dripped from her eyes. There was unwillingness and hatred in her eyes, "What if she and the child died."
In the blink of an eye, He Yong appeared in front of her, pinching her delicate neck with one hand, killing intent soared, "What did you say."
Don't care if they die in the next second, An Tuluo raised his head and smiled morbidly, "Brother Yong, if both mother and son died, would you still like it or care? "
Since she was a child, she never missed what she wanted. This time, she was planted on He Yong, and all her heart was handed over but was trampled severely. As long as she could get He Yong, it didn't matter if she killed two people.
"I won't kill you now, but for the sake of your usefulness, I will save your life." He Yong's eyes were red, and his hands became more and more forceful, every word was a forbearance killing. I mean, "If their mother and son are missing a single hair, I'll let your entire clan be slashed by a thousand swords. You can try it."
He slammed the man to the ground, snorted coldly, and walked away.
An Tuluo coughed a few times, tears fell like a dyke, and looked at He Yong's back with infatuation and resentment, the warning words still in her ears made her have scruples, but what was in her heart It is bound to make people's thoughts more intense.
Only she is qualified to stand beside Brother Yong and enjoy his unique love.
I don't have to kill, but if so, she's going to kill herself...
An Tuluo raised the corners of her mouth and smiled lowly, her beautiful face a little twisted and hideous at the moment.