He Tuanwei felt that he was so angry at this moment. He looked at the mop stick by the door, picked up the middle part, and
At this time, there was no way he could walk in lightly. He kicked the door half open with one kick.
The two people who were saying 'hum', 'chi', 'hum', and 'chi' were startled at this time.
Wei Jing happened to catch sight of that familiar figure, and her face turned extremely pale for a moment. As soon as the man who looked like he was about thirty years old with the Mediterranean Sea on his head turned around, He Tuanwei hit him on the head with a stick.
This time, he had to use force. The thirty-year-old man fainted on the bed next to him, and the quilt was also pulled aside.
He Tuanwei saw the extremely dirty scene at this moment, and his anger rose rapidly to the extreme, blurring his consciousness.
He hit the old man's waist with the stick again with all his strength. The old man, whose head was covered with blood and had not yet woken up from a coma, was in pain for a moment, "Ouch!" Ouch! ...' kept shouting.
He looked completely different from the Xiong Feng Dazhan just now. The hatred in He Tuanwei's heart did not subside at all. He saw Wei Jing who was still sitting on the bed huddled in a corner, covering her body with a quilt.
"Tuan Wei, it's not what you think. I already know this man. He insisted on marrying me. I have been waiting for you here..."
She quickly explained, the stick in front of her getting bigger and bigger, until the sound of wind sounded in her ears, and it hit her on the head in an instant,
She felt as if her head had exploded, and like the old man, she was knocked sideways and fell to the edge of the bed.
He Tuanwei felt a little exhausted for a moment. He didn't expect that he had used all his strength with the three sticks just now, and his mouth was so tired that he was so tired that he was almost exhausted.
He hasn't felt like this for a long time,
He was panting and felt like he couldn't breathe anymore.
The old man had obviously regained some consciousness at this time. Just when He Tuanwei raised his stick and hit him again, the old man immediately subconsciously held his head with both hands and tried desperately to get into the corner like a mouse.
There was a small cabinet over there, and the old man wanted to hide in it.
He Tuanwei hit the target with a stick and stepped on a wrinkled white bed. His eyes instantly saw a little red on the bed.
He felt as if the sky was falling, "How dare you betray me, you bitch."
He hit Wei Jing hard on the leg with a stick.
"Ah! It hurts so much! It really hurts!"
Not to mention how angry He Tuanwei was, his expression showed a stiff smile, and he felt that his heart was about to twist.
When the old man next to the cabinet was about to run out, He Tuanwei hit him on the back with a stick.
The man staggered and suddenly lost his balance, lying on the wall.
He Tuanwei has no time to care about that person on the corner of the bed at this time. Wei Jing, who was groaning, quickly followed the old man and kicked him in the buttocks.
At this moment, the man knew that running for his life was useless, so he grabbed He Tuanwei's legs with both hands and took him to one side.
He Tuanwei kicked him so hard that he almost lost his balance and almost fell down.
The old man gritted his teeth, and He Tuanwei also exerted all his strength, hitting the man continuously with the stick in his hand.
He was numb. The wool on the other end of the broom had absorbed a lot of water, which really affected his strength and speed.
He suddenly felt pain in his lower leg, which hit his bones.
It turned out that this old man saw that he couldn't beat the tall and powerful He Tuanwei, so he opened his mouth and bit him on the leg.
He Tuanwei felt pain, so he picked up the tip of the stick and stabbed the man in the head.
This time, he hit it firmly on the top of the bald spot in the center of the old man's head, and even stabbed it into the forehead a centimeter deep.
He Tuanwei immediately felt the old man bite his mouth and let go immediately.
He Tuanwei looked at the woman on the bed,
When she saw He Tuanwei looking towards her, she was so frightened that she didn't even dare to look away.
"What a dirty woman." He Tuanwei sneered,
Suddenly, he increased his speed, jumped on the bed and rushed towards her,
"What are you doing?"
Wei Jing yelled in fear.
"What are you doing!"
He Tuanwei sneered. Seeing that he couldn't get up, he grabbed her feet with one hand and violently pulled her down the bed.
Wei Jing herself is also 1.72 meters tall, and her figure is not that thin. She moved her feet back and forth to try and get rid of He Tuanwei's hands.
He Tuanwei ignored all this and dragged Wei Jing under the bed with both hands.
"ah!"
When her head was about to fall off, she quickly used her hands to protect the back of her head, put her hands behind her back on the ground, and gave her head a hard shock.
"You are such a strong woman. You told me that you were forced to do it. You stepped on the horse on purpose."
He Tuanwei saw that after her head landed on the ground, her feet did not resist as violently as she had just resisted, and he did not exert any more force.
But this woman took this opportunity to kick He Tuanwei in the middle. The pain caused him to collapse to the ground, unable to exert any strength.
Wei Jing frowned slightly when she saw him in such pain.
But he immediately picked up the clothes and bag beside the bed and jumped over He Tuanwei and ran outside.
