With a bang, the door was kicked open.
Li Xianren immediately barged in with his bodyguards and Zhang Ailan.
After Zhang Ailan came in, she glared fiercely at Pang Zhengming, "Pang Zhengming, you son of a bitch, I'll beat you to death today!"
Pang Zhengming was stunned for a moment, then looked disdainful. "You old geezer, you want to hit me? Doesn't your head hurt anymore?"
At this moment, Li Xianren waved his hand, and several bodyguards rushed forward and pinned Pang Zhengming down.
Pang Zhengming was stunned and cried out, "What are you going to do? Haven't you had enough yet?"
Zhang Ailan went up and immediately put on a big purse.
"Damn it! At home, I'm the one who bullies others, nobody dares to bully me. You dare hit me? I'll beat you to death today!!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Zhang Ailan crossed her legs and lifted her hips, slapping Pang Zhengming's face with her large breasts one after another, the sounds rising and falling.
"No, please stop hitting me, Auntie. I... I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?" Pang Zhengming cried and begged for mercy.
Snap!
"Fuck you! You bastard, you think you're good enough to even look at my daughter? I'll beat you to death, you toad!"
Zhang Ailan vented all her pent-up frustrations on Pang Zhengming's face. Her hands were swollen from hitting him.
As you can imagine, Pang Zhengming's face was already swollen, and now it was so swollen that his eyes were almost invisible.
It's absolutely a disaster.
Compared to the injuries on my face, the most painful wound is in my heart.
A top-notch lawyer was locked up here as a cleaner and slapped in the face by a crazy woman, shattering his self-esteem.
puff!
In his frustration, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his head drooped, and he completely lost consciousness.
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