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Wang Haizhu naturally did not miss the hatred and greed that flashed past Young Master Ding's eyes. He coldly laughed in his heart, and once again lightly patted Young Master Ding's face, and said in a friendly manner: "I've already said that understanding mistakes is not enough, but since you've changed it, I will not pursue the matter. It's just that the punishment that you deserve, you must accept it!"

Seeing Young Master Ding's frightened face from his words, Wang Haizhu laughed out loud and threw him into the air, raised his leg and kicked him in.

The Young Master Ding screamed as he tumbled a few times in the air before crashing into the wall. He was in so much pain that it felt as if all his bones were broken. He glared at Wang Haizhu angrily, knowing that begging was useless, he decided to continue with the threat.

"If you have the ability, then beat me to death. Otherwise, if I find a chance, I will definitely let you die miserably!" This time, Young Master Ding really had the intention to kill. This man repeatedly humiliated him, he would never let him go!

His uncle was so powerful that even if he killed someone, he would only be able to stay in the prison for a few days. As long as his uncle could make him feel better, there was no harm in staying for a few days!

"Yo!" Until he threatens me! " Wang Haizhu heard his threat, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. He kicked Young Master Ding in the chest, grabbed his neck, and pulled him up from the ground as he asked fiercely.

"That's right!" "Not only you, I will also let your three women experience the feelings of a thousand people. You …"

Young Master Ding simply did not believe that Wang Haizhu would kill him, so he quickly continued to enrage Wang Haizhu. Only when he felt the hand around his neck continuously tighten and the air become exceptionally thin, did he shut his mouth in fear.

He kept struggling, afraid that he would die here!

The little yellow-hair saw that his big brother's face had turned white. He ran towards Yan Jiao and shouted towards him, "Let go of our big brother! Otherwise, I will make a move on her! "

When Wang Haizhu heard it, he immediately threw the Young Master Ding on the ground and walked towards the little yellow hair with big steps.

He only wanted to save Young Master Ding. Seeing that his boss was safe, he immediately ran away and shouted to his brothers who were still lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Get up and help my boss! "Hurry up!"

Only then did the Punk roll and crawl on the ground, and frantically went to help Young Master Ding up. Young Master Ding had just returned from the brink of death, his legs were weak, and he was dragged along with him.

He felt one of his shoes being pulled off, and shouted angrily, "Carry me away! Didn't you see that my legs are useless!? "

As a result, the Punk stopped and carried him away in a panic.

Yan Jiao had originally been somewhat afraid, but upon seeing this scene, she could not help but let out a laugh.

He really didn't know how Secretary Ding, an astute and scheming person, could have such a nephew who did not know how to do anything. The only difference was that he was lustful.

When the little yellow hair held the small blade and pointed it at her, no matter how much she was afraid, she didn't call out to Wang Haizhu.

Fortunately, Wang Haizhu was strong enough that even the Punk s were frightened. Even with her, they did not dare to threaten Wang Haizhu.

"Are you alright, Sister Yan?" Wang Haizhu saw that she was smiling and felt much better. He walked to her side, circled around her once, and only stopped after he was sure that she was not injured.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Yan Jiao shook her head, looking at the bruises on the corner of Wang Haizhu's mouth, he was still injured by the Punk.

"Kneel down." Her heart softened as she involuntarily spoke.

After Wang Haizhu squatted down, she bent down, lowered her head, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth in pain. Haizhu? "

Wang Haizhu shook his head, he did not expect the Sister Yan to make such a bold move on the streets, although there was not a single passerby.

Touching the remaining warmth on the corner of his mouth, Wang Haizhu felt warmth in his heart. It seemed that the injuries on Sister Yan's heart had healed quite a bit, to actually take the initiative to get close to him.

"Do you know? This is the first time someone has been willing to fight for me. " Yan Jiao tightly hugged him in her embrace. She had thought it through clearly, the moment Wang Haizhu had said those words, she had thought it through clearly.

Even if she was taken advantage of by the Secretary Ding, she could still treat Wang Haizhu well.

"Are you stupid?" Hearing Yan Jiao's sobbing, Wang Haizhu reached out to stroke her head, his heart filled with softness.

"Alright, let's return to our residence first!" Let go of Wang Haizhu, Yan Jiao said.

When he returned to Yan Jiao's house, it was already 1.30 in the morning. When he got home, Yan Jiao asked Wang Haizhu to sit on the sofa, and she walked over by herself. Not long later, she came out with a pot of hot water and some ointment.

"Come, I will apply medicine on you. Otherwise, it will be very painful tomorrow." Yan Jiao said gently as she sat beside Wang Haizhu. She twisted the wet towel until it was half dry and gently pressed it to the corner of her mouth.

"Hiss …" Wang Haizhu purposely pretended to be in pain, frowned, and felt aggrieved.

"Does it hurt? "Then I'll be gentler!" Yan Jiao hugged him in pain and continued to heat him up.

Wang Haizhu replied softly. He could only be a little tender in front of Yan Jiao and act like a spoiled child, relaxing her mind and body.

Yan Jiao was like a big sister, like a warm harbor, he wouldn't allow anyone to destroy this place, no one could.

After applying the medicine, she remembered that she had not had a proper meal today. Thus, she stood up, walked to the side of the kitchen, and asked: "Are you hungry?

Looking at her graceful back, Wang Haizhu's mind suddenly stirred. He extended his hand and pulled Yan Jiao into his embrace, allowing her to sit in his embrace in an ambiguous manner.

"Sister Yan, I'm hungry." Wang Haizhu buried his head in her softness, and said dejectedly.

"Then let me go, I'll go cook your noodles!" Yan Jiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't expect Wang Haizhu to have such a childish scene.

"I'm hungry here." Wang Haizhu straightened his back and smirked.

Yan Jiao could feel his heat, her entire body shivered, then she laid in his embrace. She had lost her voice, but she did not struggle, which was equivalent to tacit agreement.

It had been so long, and she actually wanted Wang Haizhu a lot as well. Only this time, Wang Haizhu had brought back two great beauties and she experienced those once again, so she didn't dare to get too close to him.

"Sister Yan, are you willing to give it to me?" Not wanting to see her so silent, Wang Haizhu moved his waist again. He wanted to let her understand that he wanted her.