The little man in his arms is his wife, his most important little wife.

However, he failed to protect her, which frightened and hurt her.

At the thought of this, Emperor Yanmo felt heartache and almost suffocated.

At the same time, the tyranny in his heart became more and more vigorous. He could hardly help destroying people all over the world, hoping to erase the harm suffered by his little wife.

Emperor Yanmo's only thought now is to erase the harm of his little wife, and he wants to destroy the people who have hurt his little wife.

Therefore, his eyes to Wang Zhiyong were full of undisguised killing intention.

In the surprised eyes of the people, Emperor Yanmo picked up his little wife and let her whole petite body hang on him.

Then, as terrible as hell, Wang Zhiyong went step by step. He just said cruel words, but now he is scared silly.

"You... What do you, what do you want to do?"

This time, Wang Zhiyong woke up completely. At the same time, he clearly knew that he seemed to have provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.

Now, however, even if he regretted it and begged for mercy on his knees, he couldn't go back.

And Wang Zhiyong also understood this, so he was so frightened.

The masculinity in front of him was more frightening than the lack of text he feared most.

If Wen Shao is the messenger of hell, then the man in front of him is undoubtedly the God of death! Hell king!

"You, I, I am a man of little literature. If you dare to touch me, little literature will not let you go!"

Wang Zhiyong kept retreating in fear. At the same time, he didn't forget to release cruel words, hoping to make emperor Yanmo have scruples.

However

The president of Di's group and the invisible emperor of city a, who will worry about if he can make earth shaking changes in city a with a stamp of his foot?

The answer is: no!

City a is the world of his Emperor Yan Mo! Who can make the emperor scruple?!

Of course, even if he had scruples one day, he would not hesitate to destroy those who had hurt his little wife.

Those who hurt his baby and his little wife are dead! He's going to destroy it all!

His little wife, he is reluctant to hurt a penny, others can't! The wounded are dead!

The people present, when they heard the little text in Wang Zhiyong's mouth, looked changed.

They naturally know each other.

The imperial family is too huge for them, so any one of them is the existence they look up to.

Therefore, after hearing Wang Zhiyong's words, everyone thought that emperor Yanmo didn't dare to do anything to Wang Zhiyong.

However, at the next moment, people suddenly showed an unbelievable look.

Just because when they thought that emperor Yanmo would not hurt Wang Zhiyong, Emperor Yanmo kicked Wang Zhiyong mercilessly and hit him against the wall.

Wang Zhiyong slammed into the wall, his body rebounded instantly, and made him lie on the ground again.

"Ah -- ah --"

The scream of pain came from Wang Zhiyong's mouth.

People only feel creepy, while emperor Yanmo has no response. His cold and deep eyes make people doubt whether he is a man or the king of hell!

However, Wang Zhiyong's scream is just beginning

Emperor Yanmo stared at Wang Zhiyong without emotion, walked to Wang Zhiyong's feet, raised his feet and fell down ruthlessly.

"Click ~" "ah -"

Emperor Yan Mo's eyes didn't blink, and Wang Zhiyong's leg was wasted.