Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

It was not until after her death that he knew that she had left a testament statement long ago, leaving all her inheritance to Luo Zheng, and she would be able to inherit at the age of 18.

From beginning to end, Luo Huawei is guarding himself!

Bitch, bitch, she is a bitch.

Suddenly angry, Mu Tianwei looked gloomy and made a decision: "Call the police, find the media, make this matter bigger, the bigger the better! The best, let Tang Wenjian know the first time ..."

He understands that Tang Wenjian, once the police are really alarmed, he is very angry, so he must be very angry with Luo Zheng!

Luo Huawei, you are waiting, waiting well, the Ono species you gave birth, go to the underground to accompany you immediately!

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The sunset was evening, the time passed by one minute and one second, and the night came a little bit.

Luo Zheng sat there with pain, and his body was painful. There was more blue poison in his body. Although it was not the time of the attack, it was enough to torture.

Searching back and forth, fixed on those people, they are smoking and drinking, one by one full of excitement.

From time to time, there are people who look at themselves with shining wickedness.

Based on his understanding of the Mu family, the possibility of Mu Tianwei selling the company and rescuing himself is almost zero.

Fear, they are not only not saved, but also take the opportunity to think differently.

Therefore, we must leave our own way.

In the end, his eyes were fixed in one place, where the discarded iron piece had a sharp tip. Luo Zheng moved his body carefully, reached out slowly, and tried to hold it in his hand.

I almost got it, and suddenly a man seems to be called "Old Zhao".

Just looking at it, he was half drunk and half awake, and brought the bottle forward.

"Yo, little girl, she looks so beautiful! Damn, since it was designed by Mu Tianwei, it has caused Lao Zi to hide in Tibet and has never touched a woman ..."

Old Zhao said, leaning down and handing the bottle in front of Luo Zheng.

"Come on, little girl, take a sip with your uncle! Unexpectedly, such a man like Mu Tianwei can still have such a beautiful daughter ..."

In the end, things that Luo Zheng worried about would always happen unexpectedly.

Looking at the bottle in front of him, Luo Zheng's eyes sank. He didn't refuse in the accident, and he would take it when he reached out.

Don't want to, just after taking it, Lao Zhao's eyes suddenly filled with desire, pounced on the girl, dragged the girl's sick dress, and would be torn apart indiscriminately.

"Ah! Get away ..."

Luo Zheng's face was white, and he shoved and shoved him.

"Good girl, let your uncle hurt ..."

Faced with the resistance of the girl, Lao Zhao even ignited the beast and wanted to force up.

"Uh-"

At the next moment, waiting for Lao Zhao to press down again, Luo Zheng held the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it **** his head.

Suddenly, the wine bottle shattered, and a stream of blood flowed from the old Zhao head.

"Snapped--"

Backhand slap and hit the girl in the face.

For a time, Luo Zheng was dizzy, and there was a sweet smell in his mouth, like a broken kite, half of which fell to the ground.

"Damn, dare to smash Lao Tzu? Live impatiently! See how I clean up you ..."

Old Zhao touched his head and touched his hand, but he still kept his mind and wanted to force the girl.

Luo Zheng squeezed the bottle tightly and was thinking of dying together.

But at this time, Tang Wenjian stepped forward and dragged Lao Zhao: "What? She is a hostage! Want to touch a woman, and later, if you ruin her, wouldn't it be easy to live with money?"

Tang Wenjian came forward to block it, and halfway through the drunkenness, Lao Zhao could only admit that he was unlucky and retreated.