In the past, Shu always went straight to hell to deal with those people. Zhou Ru's painting has relieved Shu's anger. Just send her to hell, Si Tong doesn't feel enough.

"Yes!"

Boyu listened, put his right hand gently on his left chest and respectfully made a gesture that the gentleman housekeeper received a new order.

Just like the gentleman bodyguard in the western classical royal family, his clothes are clean and tidy, and he doesn't even have a slight turn in of the head or wrinkled sleeves.

"You can't do this! What do you want? No one can send me away! I'm a person here. No one can touch me. You're not qualified!"

Zhou Ru painted and saw that she had no chance here in Yuxing. Watching Boyu coming this way, she screamed bitterly regardless of her delicate image.

"If you are qualified, you will know when you go." different from Zhou Ru's painting, which is crawling on the ground, Si Tong is surrounded by Yuxing's tall and strong chest, with a cold and heinous voice and a natural gas field.

Like... The born Lord of all things!

"Sister - sister, are you really so ruthless? Sister, for the sake of our resemblance, don't worry about it?" Zhou Ru climbed towards Si Tong like a beggar, and looked at the people around her with her left and right eyes.

"Please help me, help me -"

Unfortunately, no one will save Zhou Ru's painting.

"Gee, it's dirty." Boyu said coldly, full of disgust. He took out a pair of pure white transparent gloves from his neat trouser pocket and put them into his slender five fingers.

He came forward, put on a long hand with transparent gloves, and grabbed Zhou Ru's back collar, which was like a badly hurt spider climbing forward on the ground.

Lift her up in the air.

Si Tong ignored Zhou Ru's painting.

Knowing the truth, both Si Weimin and Wu Jinhua dared not believe it and looked at Zhou Ru's painting in the distance. They had never thought that such a seemingly harmless little girl would have such a vicious and dirty mind

"Hum, dare to calculate my sister, you deserve this end!" Si Chen angrily put away the desert eagle.

Si Weimin, Wu Jinhua and Si Han knew that he was in the black fire company, so they were not surprised that he had a gun in his hand.

Si Tong turned and left. Yuxing naturally followed her wherever she was going.

As for Zhou Ru's father, Zhou entropy has long been disposed of by Boyu.

Carrying Zhou Ru's painting, Boyu came to the dark place where no one could see him. A flash disappeared in place.

The African battlefield will be the beginning of Zhou Ru's life nightmare.

......

The next morning. The sun shines in the morning. It is a winter year. The warm morning sun seems to revive everything and usher in the warmth of spring in advance.

No one dared to mention Zhou Ru's painting and Zhou entropy last night, and no one dared to take care of it.

Even those Wu people who haven't learned the power of Si Tong for two years have once again fully realized the cruelty of Si Tong and dare not make another attempt.

Africa, an unknown war-torn country.

“oh!ohohoh!oh!ohohoh”

A battlefield of war.

A group of blacks holding torches and circling around the campfire made cheers at the party in English.

Their faces were painted with white stripes and filled with postwar joy.

“Ifoundawoman,Let'senjoyittogether.”

A burly man carrying a seemingly weak woman came to everyone and surprised the crowd around the campfire with an excited and excited tone.

“Dearme!”

The crowd immediately shouted wildly, and men immediately looked like rich wolves, tigers and leopards, looking at the woman who was carried to everyone by the burly man.

Beside the campfire, there are no more than thousands of brave soldiers. The team has the most men and is extremely short of women.

Seeing women, this group of men who haven't eaten meat for a long time jumped on them. Zoom in and take a closer look. You can see that this woman is Zhou Ru's painting.