Not only did Shang Yang's eyes not see the pleasure after revenge, but there was a pathological pitifulness. He didn't want to do this. If Tang Youyou could be fine, he would rather have his tendons and his tendons be broken, and he would rather have lost his teeth when he was in his twenties.

But, there is no if.

He bent down, grabbed Lina's ankle with one hand, and suddenly lifted her upwards with force.

Even Lina's mouth kept bleeding downwards, and her blood was mixed with her knocked teeth, but blood was flowing out, and her breathing became obviously smoother.

Shang Yang said nothing, let go of her legs and threw them on her. He broke Lina's mouth apart as if she was doing scientific research. Seeing that there was only one front teeth in front of her, he closed her mouth and punched her again.

The originally firm teeth were shaking.

After doing all this, he stood up and picked up a bottle of beer and handed it to Ding Xiaonian. Ding Xiaonian poured wine. He washed the blood on his hands with the wine. It was almost the same.

Go out the door.

Zhao Jianchuan was still standing there, but he clearly felt like a wind was coming towards him. He looked at Shang Yang and felt a little awe at the young man.

Shang Yang looked at the people lying on the ground.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. I can guarantee that the club will not participate..." Zhao Jianchuan spoke quickly. He didn't know what the animal did inside, but his face was so bloody, so it must be not light. He had already messed with him once, so there was no need to mess with him a second time.

Shang Yang glanced at him.

Turning his head away silently.

Zhao Jianchuan did not move until they disappeared, and then he ran into the direction in panic. When he saw Jiang Tianying lying on the ground, his limbs were covered with blood. After the wound was turned out, he became frightened.

"What the hell are you looking at? Call... to the township hospital and ask them to bring equipment to you, fuck!" Zhao Jianchuan was scared for a while. He could tell from the wound that this was a veteran, and he would not die, and he did not hurt his blood vessels, but he would definitely not walk steadily in the rest of his life.

Gripping his teeth, he said silently in his heart: "It's really a fucking... it's not a husband!"
Chapter completed!