Six years later, I and my four cubs blew up my ex-husband's house

"what!!!"

Ling Muye screamed in pain on the spot.

The hostility in Di Shijing's eyes has not subsided.

These days, he hadn't had a good rest. In addition, finding out about Nan Zhiyi's past abroad made him feel depressed all the time.

So, seeing Nan Zhiyi being treated like that, a wave of anger gushed out of his chest, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

The bodyguards of the Ling family were brought back to their senses by Ling Muye's screams.

What happened just now happened so fast that they couldn't react at all.

At this moment, seeing that the master was injured, he suddenly woke up and rushed over to help.

However, Zhou Yi didn't give them this chance at all.

He directly blocked Di Shijing's side.

When the group of bodyguards came forward, he kicked one by one, threw over the shoulder, kicked sideways, kicked roundabout... Seven or eight big men, he still handled them with ease, his skills were terrifying.

After a while, a group of people were already lying on the ground, unable to move.

Nan Zhiyi was stunned by the side!

Ling Zhizhi and Sheng Shiyu were also dumbfounded!

At this time, Ling Muye also recovered from the pain.

He looked at Di Shijing, his face was contorted, his eyes were full of anger, his back molars were about to be crushed, and he roared angrily, "Di Shijing! Let me go!"

While speaking, he struggled a few times.

He has always been proud and is praised everywhere he goes.

At this moment, the feeling of being suppressed by others is simply worse than death!

Di Shijing looked down at the blood-stained man from a high position, and said in a cold voice, "Ling Muye, I should have warned you, don't touch Zeling, did you ignore my words?"

Enduring the severe pain and the pungent rust smell, Ling Muye spat hard, with an extremely disdainful expression, a pair of hooked eyes full of viciousness, "Di Shijing, what are you! How dare you order me to do things?" ?”

Di Shijing's eyes darkened, "It seems that you are not ready to take advantage of the opportunity I gave you? If so, then I will teach you how to be a man tonight!"

After finishing the words, he raised his hand to pick up the wine bottle beside him, and said, "I like to drink, so you can drink as much as you want tonight!"

Di Shijing directly took Ling Muye, turned him over, threw him on the table, stepped on Ling Muye's chest, and put the wine in his hand directly into Ling Muye's mouth!

There was a frightening ferocity in his movements.

The lights in the box were dim.

Di Shijing was in the center, his whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of darkness, his extremely handsome face fell into the shadow, and the only visible eyes were indifferent and bottomless.

Ling Muye's pupils trembled, and a trace of fear rose inexplicably in his heart.

He began to struggle, his limbs moved in a disorderly manner, and all the things on the table were swept to the ground, causing a commotion in the box.

But it's no use at all.

Because, where Di Shijing stepped on, he couldn't exert his strength.

His whole body, like being nailed to a table, can only become a fish to be eaten by others.

Ling Muye was so angry that he wanted to curse, but the cold wine poured down his throat violently, all his words were blocked, and he could only swallow desperately.

However, there was too much wine, he couldn't swallow it, he choked after a while, and his whole face was wet with wine.

The hot liquid dripped from the wound, and the severe pain made Ling Muye go crazy...

However, Di Shijing had no intention of giving up at all.

After one bottle of wine bottomed out, he immediately picked up another bottle of spirits and downed it...

Ling Muye's face was hideous in pain, and the fear in his eyes began to turn into despair.

Di Shijing is a lunatic! ! !

Nan Zhiyi witnessed the whole process, so she almost had this idea at this time.

The Emperor Shijing at this moment is simply crazy!

Ling Zhizhi and Sheng Shiyu trembled, feeling that Di Shijing was really terrifying!

Like the King of Hades who is demanding his life...

After finishing the three bottles of spirits, Nan Zhiyi finally couldn't bear it anymore seeing that he still had no intention of stopping.

"That's enough, Di Shijing."

She stepped forward to stop the man's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's almost done, if you continue to toss, you will die!"

Feeling the cold temperature of Nan Zhiyi's fingertips, Di Shijing froze for a moment, then turned to look at her.

The woman looked worried.

After he saw it, the hostility in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He nodded before reluctantly giving up.

Soon, Di Shijing threw away the empty bottle in his hand, and then threw away Ling Muye, who was already half dead, like throwing garbage, with an extremely cold tone, "Next time, I hope Ling Shao will think twice before doing something."

These words are full of deterrence, a warning and a threat.

How could Ling Muye have the strength to speak?

He fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, his body was so painful that he couldn't move, his face was covered in blood and alcohol, life would be worse than death.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, glared at Di Shijing, and roared in his heart: Di Shijing, I'll kill you sooner or later!

Seeing his resentful gaze, Di Shijing just passed by coldly, not paying attention at all.

He calmly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and immediately said, "Let's go."

After finishing the words, he pulled Nan Zhiyi out of the box.

Zhou Yi hurriedly followed, Sheng Shiyu and Ling Zhizhi also chased after him, still a little at a loss.

After a few people left the clubhouse.

Nan Zhiyi broke free gently, and reminded in a low voice: "You can let me go."

Di Shijing let go of his hand, stopped in his footsteps, turned around and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No."

Nan Zhiyi shook her head, and looked down to his hands, "What about you?"

She remembered that there were a lot of broken glass on the table just now.

"fine."

After Di Shijing finished speaking, he raised his hands for her to see.

Seeing that his hand was indeed intact, Nan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her eyes, looked at the man in front of her, and said seriously, "Today...thank you."

If he hadn't come, Ling Muye's fate might have been hers, or it might be even worse...

There was no expression on Di Shijing's face, but the dangerous aura before was gone.

He said lightly, "This matter was originally caused by the Emperor, and I underestimated Ling Muye's courage, which made you face that situation..."

He seemed unwilling to think about it, and finally said, "I won't do it next time."

Next time... I will protect you better!

Hearing this, Nan Zhiyi's heart trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but look at the man.

The man's serious eyebrows and eyes made her a little moved.

But soon, she suppressed her emotions and said, "It's all over..."

Then, change the subject, "When did you return to China?"

"I just got off the plane and came to see the client."

Except for entertainment, he would not come to this kind of place for entertainment.

Nan Zhiyi felt a little apologetic, "Sorry for delaying you, is there still time to see you now?"

"In time."

After Di Shijing finished speaking, he glanced at her and Sheng Shiyu, "You..."

As if she knew what the man was going to say, Nan Zhiyi followed the trend, "We drove, we can go by ourselves, go get busy."

"Well, go ahead and be careful."

Sheng Shiyu and Ling Zhizhi watched for a long time, and always felt that the conversation between these two people was like a couple, you care about it, I care about it.

But these words, they only dare to think in their hearts, and dare not speak casually.

Nan Zhiyi quickly left with the people.

After the three of them left, Di Shijing turned around and returned to the clubhouse.

Zhou Yi followed, and when he entered the door, he heard a sentence from the front, "If you have time, check the illegal business that Ling's privately operates, and it's best to catch the handle."

Zhou Yi instantly understood that this matter is not over yet.

Ling Muye had annoyed his father.

He replied: "Okay."