Chapter 825

"Eh? Ah? You? You..." Chang Teng reached out to Si Tong's hand and was forcibly terminated on the way. His steps faltered quickly behind him.

"He? He... He..." like Chang Teng, he took advantage of the chaos to avoid everyone and slipped into the back of the wedding room. The middle-aged man also saw him and sat down on the ground.

Chang Teng seemed to have hit a ghost. When he ran to the door, he kept looking back at Si Tong and Yu Xing. He was afraid that the two people behind him would turn into fierce ghosts and rush at him.

"Bang, Gudong -"

I didn't look carefully on the way back. Chang Teng tripped over a middle-aged man sitting on the ground.

His feet stumbled forward suddenly, and Chang Teng rolled around on the ground before he got up in a panic.

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly spread, and Chang Teng himself was in a dizzy state. Only when the neck of others was tight, he got up. His short and fat body was suddenly lifted up!

Yuxing's slender, bony five fingers clasped Chang Teng's neck and pressed the whole portrait of Chang Teng into the white wall.

His body was too tall and straight, and his face was cut like an ice carving knife. Chang Teng was easily lifted by his neck and pressed into the white wall, making a loud noise.

And because of the height deviation, Chang Teng was strangled by his neck and suffocated. At the same time, he couldn't stand on the ground. He was at least about thirty centimeters off the ground, so he hung in suspension.

“e！e！eee......！”

Chang Teng was held high on the wall. He could see Yuxing's Scarlet eyes when he looked at each other!

Even the eyes are red! Blood red!

That's not what humans should have eyes!

This man is not human! He's not human! He's not!

Chang Teng shuddered and wanted to scream, but his throat was tighter and tighter.

Only chang Teng and the middle-aged man who was scared to sit on the ground saw Yuxing's move just now.

Another group of middle-aged men who came to the door were put into quilt covers by poppies and others.

"Hahaha ~"

"Let us out ~"

This group of middle-aged men who were put into quilt covers were not angry. They made a sound as funny as Miss KTV. They looked ugly.

"E... E..." Chang Teng was imprisoned by Yuxing's hand and was almost suffocating.

"What's the matter?"

"I heard Chang Teng's voice?"

"What happened to that guy?"

The only remaining group of middle-aged men in the rear came with some to rob the bride. They planned to wait for the strong middle-aged men to move the bride downstairs and go to the wedding room to grab some pillows and quilt as gifts for children and girls.

A middle-aged man heard Chang Teng's voice.

"It's Chang Teng's voice."

A group of people stopped fighting, but walked to the wedding room.

"E? Vomit -" Chang Teng rolled his eyes and fainted to death.

Yuxing grabbed the big palm of his neck and wanted to send people directly to hell.

In the dark, Bo Yu came a step late, and the shadow appeared.

"Wang! It's unlucky for you to get married today." Boyu began to remind.

A group of middle-aged men at the door didn't hear what Boyu said clearly and wondered, "hey? Why are the bridegroom and the best man here...?"

The people who came suddenly saw that Chang Teng was about to die by Yuxing's neck, and his face changed dramatically:

"Chang Teng? Chang Teng you!? what are you doing?"

Yuxing ignored what others said.

Only when he was around, the breath of Si Tong came closer and closer to him, and Yu Xing's cold-blooded red eyes faded down and gradually returned to normal.

He threw Chang Teng, who was almost dead, in front of Boyu. Yuxing took another hand that had not pinched Chang Teng's neck and held Si Tong.

In front of all the guests, he ordered Bo Yu to "dispose of this one. Who dares to rob relatives and kill them."