Chapter 131

Song Tianhao's accomplishments are just those who have great internal strength and become martial arts. Li Xiaofan can't even blink at how many ants come and kill.

After Song Tianhao took people away.

Lin Xiaoai jumped out again. She couldn't hold it anymore, she said sarcastically.

"Li Xiaofan, you are too arrogant to challenge song Shao. You don't know how terrible song Shao's inside story is."

"Well, tomorrow you buy some valuable gifts and go to apologize to song Shao. I'm begging you for mercy and trying to suppress it."

"Of course, I look at BEI'ER's face completely. Otherwise, I know who you are!"

She has a high attitude, and her tone is full of charity, as if she were a savior.

"Apologize!"

"He deserves to be a mole ant!"

Li Xiaofan frowned.

This Lin Xiaoai is really annoying.

"I'll definitely come tomorrow."

Li Xiaofan said goodbye to Ouyang BEI'ER and left the western restaurant.

Lin Xiaoai was very angry and began to complain about Li Xiaofan's back.

"A poor boy from the countryside, he's crazy!"

"In any way, he can't compare with song Shao. He's too far away."

"Hum, it's arrogant and arrogant!"

"Since you don't know good or bad and are willing to humiliate yourself, let's wait and see!"

Ouyang BEI'ER interrupted her best friend and said.

"Little love, keep your mouth open."

"Xiao Fan is very reliable. Otherwise, I wouldn't choose him."

"Although I don't know why he is so confident, I believe in my own vision and won't see the wrong person!"

Lin Xiaoai rolled her eyes and said sarcastically.

"Please, my beauty president, don't you know that the intelligence of girls in love is equal to zero, so you have to recharge your IQ."

"Alas, if you can be half or even one tenth smart in the mall!"

"If you go on like this, you will suffer losses sooner or later. Anyway, I don't think highly of Li Xiaofan. I have no identity and background. How can I fight with song Shao? Isn't it just looking for abuse with an egg against a stone!"

Ouyang BEI'ER also felt a little unbearable and felt that Li Xiaofan should not be pulled into the pit.

But that's it. It's too late to say anything.

"Now, I have to hope that a miracle will happen tomorrow!"

Ouyang BEI'ER folded her hands and prayed silently to God.

Nearby, Lin Xiaoai rolled her eyes and poured cold water.

"If there were a miracle, the sun would come out from the West."

"BEI'ER, just wake up. Li Xiaofan really doesn't deserve you!"

However, Ouyang BEI'ER firmly believes that she will never read people wrong.

"Little love, you can't just look at the appearance."

"I can feel that there is an extraordinary temperament in Xiao Fan. One day, he will definitely stand out."

"If you don't believe it, we'll wait and see."

Lin Xiaoai put her hand on her forehead and couldn't shake her head.

"BEI'ER, please don't have such boring daydreams. Have you read too many online novels recently?"

"I tell you, in reality, there is no loser counter attack. It's all written to deceive people. Wake up quickly."

Ouyang BEI'ER knew that she couldn't convince her best friend, so she simply shut up.

At midnight.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and there was a wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

He saw the silver snake running around in the dark clouds, bringing a flash of light between heaven and earth.

There were no cars on the road early. It was cold, and only one street lamp was on alone.

Once in a while, I drove a car, which also sped by, and the tires brought a lot of rain.

Raindrops the size of peas hit the shop windows on both sides of the street, making a crackling sound.

Tall buildings loomed in the heavy rain and fog.

Yang Shaokun returned home, turned his wheelchair and went straight to his room.

Although the weather outside is very bad, his mood is unspeakable.

He finally succeeded in provoking the conflict between Song Shao and Li Xiaofan.

This time, Li Xiaofan is dead!

"Li Xiaofan, Li Xiaofan, at that time, I will not let you die in pain. I will torture you to survive, not to die."

"I want you to pay back everything you have done to me a hundred times, a thousand times, hum!"

In order to celebrate, Yang Shaokun turned his wheelchair to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of 82 year old Raffi, poured a cup and drank it up.

However, before he put down the glass in his hand, there was a cold laugh of ridicule behind him.

"Hehe, Yang Shaokun, it's too early for you to be happy!" someone came in the room. Yang Shaokun was surprised and turned around. He saw that it was Li Xiaofan. He asked with a look of horror on his face. "Li Xiaofan, how did you get in?" "what are you doing here? Get out and get out quickly!" Yang Shaokun shouted as he turned his wheelchair and retreated towards the door. He wanted to open the door and run out. But in his panic, the door could not be opened, so that he could not help sweating in a cold sweat. Li Xiaofan got up from his chair, slowly walked towards Yang Shaokun and smiled faintly. "Yang Shao, it's time to end the grudges between you and me." "so, tonight, I'm here to take you on the road!" Yang Shaokun was terrified, shivering all over and stammered. "What do you mean, I, I, I can tell you... Don't mess around... There are security guards downstairs..." but before he finished, Li Xiaofan pinched his neck and picked it up, just like carrying a chicken. Yang Shaokun's face turned purplish red and his eyes bulged. He wanted to fall out of his eyes and his legs kept fluttering. "Cough... Put... Me... You... Mom..." Li Xiaofan said coldly. "Yang Shaokun, I'll let you know today. In my previous life, you ruined my family and killed me. I spent six years in prison. My father even killed me in order to avenge me." "you caused all this, so you should die!" kazam! With that, he broke Yang Shaokun's neck. Yang Shaokun broke his breath on the spot, his tongue stretched out, and his legs pedaled straight. Subsequently, Li Xiaofan's fingers burned a flame and burned Yang Shaokun's body in an instant. Yang Shaokun died, but his soul was driven to the 18th floor of hell and burned by the fire of hell day and night. The torture of the eighteenth hell will be repeated one by one, never ending and never coming to the fore. It can be said that death is only a beginning for him. A beginning of endless pain!