When the door opened, Jiang Xiaomi appeared in front of the crowd. Seeing the editor beaten like a pig's head, he felt sour. After returning home, he must make more money and buy him nutrition.

Ah, bah, what nutrition do you want now.

Glare at the luxurious woman on the sofa. Needless to think, it must be Mrs. Zhang.

Eight strong foreign men with black and white skin, biceps femoris longer than their heads, and their skin exposed outside their clothes was covered with terrible tattoos. They surrounded Jiang Xiaomi at the same time.

"I've called the police. Don't come here."

"Call the police? Hehe, I think you want to die more thoroughly."

Her attitude frightened the editor in chief and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Mrs. Zhang, don't argue with her. She's so stupid. Sometimes I'm half angry."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help sneering: "how dare you seduce my husband without brains?"

It's not that she doesn't know her husband's virtue. Doesn't he just like pure college students? She used to flirt everywhere in China. In order to put an end to such things, she just took him to France. Unexpectedly, she still didn't stop.

His eyes fell on the flat belly of the other party: "didn't he say he was going to have a baby?"

Jiang Xiaomi responded impolitely: "it looks like a white gourd or a bald ladle. Look at his head. It's estimated that the scraped oil can fry a dish and have children for him? Bah..."

"Bitch, what are you talking about!" Mr. Zhang feels extremely humiliated. No one has said so about himself.

Mrs. Zhang ordered in French, "hit me hard."

Jiang Xiaomi suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "don't come here. I'm connected to the webcast. More than a billion viewers are watching to see who dares to touch me." As she said, she stepped back: "let our editor go, come on..."

Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang are both big men with high prestige and high popularity in China. If the picture is uploaded to the Internet... Mrs. Zhang nuzui one of the bodyguards.

"Ah -" the arm was held by someone, and Jiang Xiaomi showed his teeth in pain. The bodyguard who took the mobile phone didn't know what to say to Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang looked grim: "bitch, dare you lie to me! She's yours tonight."

Facing the bodyguards who suddenly gathered around, Jiang Xiaomi knew that the most critical year at this time was momentum. He patted his hands and rubbed his thumb over the tip of his nose, posing the classic shape of Bruce Lee.

"Kung Fu, I've practiced martial arts. Who of you dares to come here?"

Influenced by the film, foreigners have always been in awe of Oriental martial arts. Several friends who have been there said that they can see a group of old people practicing martial arts in the park every morning. Although there are doubts, no one dare to come forward easily.

Bang - the loud crash caught people off guard.

Mrs. Zhang got up from the sofa and said, "who?"

"I don't care who you are." The other party put his hands in his pockets and passed Jiang Xiaomi leisurely.

Although changing clothes, Jiang Xiaomi can see each other's identity at a glance.

I just can't figure out why Lou tianqin should cover his face and dare not see anyone?

Mrs. Zhang never thought that the other party would be someone she couldn't provoke. She just felt that this man was extremely rampant.

"Drag this meddler out of here!"

The thin lips under the mask raised slightly, as if with contempt.

Five minutes later, Lou tianqin took out a handkerchief and wiped it: "tut... Muscles are so strong, but they are as delicate as children."

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