Ouyang Mo's face turned blue and white for a while, extremely eerie and terrifying.
He grabbed Mucha's face and said coldly: "Ye Sijue? At this time, you still call him by his name? Let me tell you, he doesn't like you at all!"
Just as Mucha was about to speak, he suddenly remembered a scream in the living room outside¡ª¡ª
"ah!"
That voice is Mu Qingqing¡¯s!
However, the screaming stopped instantly, and then there was a muffled "bang" sound.
Ouyang Mo became alert in an instant, turned his head and shouted: "Mu Qingqing, are you leaving?"
As soon as Ouyang Mo finished speaking, he heard a loud "bong" sound, the bedroom door was kicked open with great force, and he fell directly to the ground, causing dust on the ground to fly.
It¡¯s not Mu Qingqing!
It was impossible for Mu Qingqing to kick down the door.
Ouyang Mo turned his head subconsciously, but before he could completely turn his head, a foot kicked him directly on the waist.
This kick was really hard, and Ouyang Mo didn't expect that someone would rush in and kick him at this time, so he was kicked so hard that he turned over and fell heavily from the other side of the bed.
The muffled sound of landing was accompanied by Ouyang Mo's groan of pain, and his face instantly turned pale.
But Ouyang Mo ignored the pain and immediately raised his eyes to look in the direction of the door.
Who on earth dared to kick him?
The next moment, Ouyang Mo saw the person clearly.
The person who came was tall and straight, with a handsome and cold face under a mop of broken hair, and dark eyes that seemed to pierce people's hearts.
It¡¯s Ye Sijue.
It turned out to be Ye Sijue!
Ouyang Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs bulged out a little.
Ye Sijue's whole body seemed to be wrapped in hostility. This kind of thing couldn't be seen with the naked eye, but it could be clearly felt.
Ouyang Mo felt that as Ye Sijue walked in, the air around him seemed to have dropped several degrees.
"Ye, Ye Sijue"
"Bang¡ª¡ª"
Ye Sijue grabbed Ouyang Mo's collar and responded with a heavy punch.
With just one punch, the bridge of Ouyang Mo's nose was broken, and a steady stream of blood poured out of his nose.
Ouyang Mo subconsciously covered his nose. The pain had already numbed him. He stepped back and looked at Ye Sijue and said, "You"
As soon as the word came out of his mouth, another punch was thrown.
This time, Ye Sijue hit him in the ribs.
With just a "click" and just one punch, Ouyang Mo broke a rib.
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Ouyang Mo¡¯s eyes went dark with pain and he almost fainted.
Ye Sijue stepped forward and punched and kicked Ouyang Mo wildly while screaming.
"Ye Sijue! Enough! Enough!" Mucha was afraid that Ye Sijue would cause trouble and affect Ye Sijue, so she finally couldn't help but step forward and hold Ye Sijue.
Ye Sijue finally stopped, but grabbed Ouyang Mo by the collar and cursed¡ª¡ª
"Who do you think you are? A cockroach like you is worthy of touching her?!"
Ouyang Mo was dying, and one eye was so swollen that he could no longer see anything.
He had never seen a person be so scary when angry.
Where is this human being? This is simply Yama from hell!
"I" Ouyang Mo opened his mouth, but fainted before he could say a complete sentence.
Ye Sijue kicked Ouyang Mo away, ordered his men to take him out, and then pulled Mu Xiazi to inspect him carefully.
Seeing that there were no obvious wounds on her body, only red marks on her wrists and ankles caused by the rope, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But it was just a red mark, and Ye Sijue couldn't bear it anymore.
He felt distressed and blamed himself, lowered his eyes and said: "I'm sorry, I'm late." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com