General, take it easy

Lan Yunze was stunned for a moment, and then his cheeks turned red with anger.

He is known as the son of Yazheng in the capital.

Liang Mo's actions really made him intolerable.

"My mouth is full of obscenity, how can I be another man's wife and concubine."

After finishing speaking, Lan Yunze stretched out his finger, and tapped lightly on Liang Mo's arm.

Liang Mo felt a numbness in his arm, and involuntarily let go of his hand, surprised at Lan Yunze's agility, interest flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that this little bastard has been hiding his clumsiness?

Seeing that he was free from restraint, Lan Yunze slapped the ground and was about to fly up.

Unexpectedly, this body has no internal strength, and the body is thin and weak.

He staggered, and Liang Mo grabbed his ankle.

Snapped!Upside down, on the floor tiles (⊙?⊙).

Lan Yunze's nose hurt, and warm liquid flowed out slowly.

"Well...too much deceit."

"You still want to run?" Liang Mo held Lan Yunze's white ankles, his dark eyes flashed with pain, and he smiled and said, "I will naturally give you a divorce agreement when you turn 25. If you dare If you take drugs and have sex, I will break your legs."

Looking at Lan Yunze's small arms and legs again, he said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in stripping them off."

At this moment, Lan Yunze had already become really angry.

With a slanted right leg, he kicked Liang Mo's wrist with a sound of breaking through the air.

Liang Mo's complexion changed, he threw off Lan Yunze's ankle and returned to defense with both arms.

In the dark place, cigarette butts fell to the ground, and sparks shot out.

The two of them collided firmly, and their things were scattered all over the place.

"Yo! Little brat, there are two tricks." Liang Mo stretched his numb wrist, looking thoughtfully at the furry brat.

Seeing him usually is like a mouse seeing a cat, but today he became bolder.

"Hmph!" Lan Yunze borrowed his strength, and a beautiful swallow turned over and stabilized his body, his eyes were full of flames.

Seeing the other party's Qingjun's skill, Liang Mo was extremely surprised, this useless brat's movements are very strange.

Liang Mo threw off his jacket, a black racerback vest, bronze arms, bulging muscles, and crystal beads of sweat dripped down his skin.

Taking a lunge and leaning forward, Liang Mo lit a cigarette and said, "You naughty brat, today, I beat your ass until it blooms."

"Naughty!" Lan Yunze gritted his teeth and spit out two words, his cheeks flushed red with anger.

I want to teach you a lesson, this arrogant man.

The two collided with fists and feet and fought dozens of rounds.

Lan Yunze's martial arts has been taught by famous masters, his inner strength is profound, and every move and style is well organized.

And Liang Mo's skill is concise and powerful, hitting the vital point directly, and his movements are treacherous.

In the case of internal strength, the two can be regarded as rivals.

"Little boy, it's interesting."

At this moment, Lan Yunze suddenly saw the mirror opposite.

Surprised that this object, neither copper nor gold, is so clear.

Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but gasp.

This person in front of him, like a hell kid, is really gentle.

Colorful hair, black fringed T-shirt, holey jeans, no less than seven or eight metal rings on the nose and ears.

On a palm-sized face, there are a pair of blue eyes and thin arms and legs.

I'm afraid that he is now, as the play says, resurrecting his soul with a dead body.

And that Liang Mo is his husband who has passed Ming Road.

No, no, no, it should be the wife.

Lan Yunze's feet were unsteady, he staggered, stepped on something on the ground, and fell backwards.

The alcohol took effect, Lan Yunze only felt dizzy and weak.

bang!The back of his head hit the floor tiles hard.

The blinding white light made Lan Yunze feel the fear he had never experienced before.

This is no longer his dynasty, but he is just a lonely soul, a lonely soul that occupies another person's body.

cold!

The coldness of the soul.

In a daze, Liang Mo patted his face and said, "Hey, brat, brat, wake up."

Holding him in his arms, Liang Mofeng looked anxious.

"Hmm... Married to such a shrew, it's really a bad family..." Lan Yunze muttered a few words, and his headache was severe.

Hearing this, Liang Mo laughed back in anger, looking at Lan Yunze in his arms, he smiled dangerously and coldly.

An alluring face, even more gorgeous.

bang!Throwing the person on the ground, the person passed out completely.