Extreme, very extreme.

Shang Yang's approach made no one expect that he would take off a girl's clothes in front of several people, and he did not leave any kindness.

The driver finally couldn't help it. He was very aware and just turned his head to look at Sister Feng, not saying much.

Sister Feng's focus was not on the driver. Suddenly, she felt that the game was becoming more and more interesting. Most people's lives were a pot of cold water. No matter how they tossed, they died in the years of boiling frogs with warm water. Occasionally, two guys who jumped outside the pot and leaped on the dragon gate would also show off their power, poor and rich.

It was a coincidence to help Shang Yang stand out.

This guy is not as grateful as a normal person, and he has survived the disaster.

Instead, I asked myself how much it could help. It was interesting and very interesting.

If another man did this to a woman, she would get up and leave, and would not take a look at her, because the villain who was revealed in her bones would be too arrogant and disgusting. However, even if Shang Yang did these things, he did not feel that the villain was successful.

Instead, there is an atmosphere of forbearance and sadness.

It makes people feel that Wang Rui's lower body should be stripped down.

This is a kind of magic.

It doesn't exist on ordinary people.

Shang Yang did not continue to move Wang Rui, and walked to the side, put his hands on the back of Zhao Sumei's seat. In an instant, Zhao Sumei became pale and her body was tense, and she dared not move. She knew how Shang Yang had been over the years, but she could still restrain herself in Zhao Benzhong's family. After leaving that house, she looked at them like a pair of dogs.

"Auntie!"

Shang Yang exerted his hands very hard, his wrists trembled, and the seat was trembling.

"ah…"

The two simple words made Zhao Sumei look like she was stabbed by a needle, and she raised her head tremblingly. The appearance of Wang Rui in Yu Guangzhong frightened her. She said with the last bit of courage: "Yangyang, you are my aunt... I am your aunt, you can't strip your aunt's clothes in front of so many people..."

"Bang!"

Shang Yang raised his hand and put it on Zhao Sumei's shoulder. He didn't use any force, but there was a sound, which scared the latter's body tighter and tighter. Suddenly he regretted it. If he had been more compassionate to them and their mother and son, if he had been kind just now, wouldn't he have to be stripped off?

I am not a girl in my twenties. I already have a certain reputation in the circle of Huidong City. If it is rumored to be exposed by my nephew, how should I be a human being in the future?

She wanted to howl and rush out and call people.

But Sister Feng was sitting here, just a mountain pressing against her chest, and she couldn't raise the courage at all.

My eyes were red and tears were spinning.

"Zhao Sumei!"

Shang Yang said with great pride: "You never treat my mother as your sister, but she always treats you as your own sister. I like to put my heart in my heart. As a human being, I still need some emotions. I can't forget that Zhao Suxian took me to his house for the Chinese New Year for the first time. I can't forget that you were having dinner when you were fifteen years old, so everyone excluded me. You took the initiative to say something to me, even if you asked me to play on the side..."

"And the year I dropped out of school, I needed to pay for money. Zhao Suxian borrowed it all over the place, but others said directly that there was no one. Only when you found an excuse, you said you would not borrow it!"

Shang Yang explained slowly without any surprise.

She didn't talk much, but Zhao Sumei was shocked and her body trembled more and more. She had long forgotten these things, because compared to so many times of sharpness and meanness, it was too trivial.

"Yangyang... Listen to me... Auntie is really"

"Play..."

Shang Yang raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, but did not let her finish her words: "I don't believe in fate, but evil. From the perspective of blood relationship, we have it. I don't touch you, I'm afraid of thunder. You can insult, abuse, slander, and curse. I can't. I'm young. If you are shameless when it is spread, I have to be right?"

"But I have to ask, those neighbors and passers-by in Linshui County forgave my mother ten years ago. As a sister, she has not looked down on her for twenty years. What is your heart doing?"

"I…"

Zhao Sumei still wanted to speak.

Shang Yang interrupted again: "You let me see that relatives are also divided into deep and shallow. There is no relationship between us, only resentment. You are looking forward to it. If you don't move now, you are still because Zhao Suxian still looks at you. One day, you hurt her heart and I will destroy your people..."

Zhao Sumei's body trembled again, and she held all the words in her mouth and could only vent her tears.

When Zhao Benzhong saw Shang Yang's hand being taken off Zhao Sumei's stool, he began to feel nervous. Although Shang Yang did not scold Zhao Sumei, his words were even worse than scolding him. He was hurting others. He stabbed the knife in without blood and stabbed it directly on the internal organs. Thinking that he was already a big age and was taught a lesson by a junior, he felt sad.

He mustered up the courage to take the initiative: "Beast, come, scold me, beat me, humiliate me... In my eyes, you are the broom star, and our old Zhao family was destroyed by you!"

After saying that, his chest was undulating violently and he was very angry.

But after waiting for a few seconds, he found that there was no sound behind him.

Turning sideways, I saw that Shang Yang was not by his side at all, but walked behind Zhang Zhao's seat in the front.

Zhang Zhao, the initiator of everything.

He was the only one who could say a few words to Sister Feng in the entire conference room.

Zhang Zhao was still a little lucky, thinking that Shang Yang would not dare to touch him. After all, Zhang Yu's reputation made people tremble, but now he couldn't help but start to feel nervous, feeling that a little ghost wearing a mourning shirt was lying on his back, absorbing his yang energy bit by bit.

One second.

Five seconds.

After dozens of seconds, the defense line in my heart finally broke. I took a deep breath and stared at Sister Feng opposite me, and my breathing was no longer even: "Sister Feng, I am just a small minion in front of you. Will I just treat me as a fart? If the trouble continues, my brother will definitely come forward, and no one can end it by then!"

The driver frowned and felt that it was almost done.

Sister Feng had no expression, and looked like she was letting Shang Yang make a fuss.

"Sister Feng!"

Zhang Zhao screamed heavily. He didn't dare to decide what kind of miserable things he could do if he almost killed his guy a day ago. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid that if this guy would be desperate with him in an impulse, he would be useless to make sense. His sweat fell down, and his back was soaked in the blink of an eye.

"I beg you, I have admitted everything today. If you ask for any conditions, I will agree to everything if you ask for it!"

"Look here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Yang slid his hand in front of him, his forearm stuck to his neck, and he didn't use any force: "What do you want to give?"

Zhang Zhao looked down at the arm, his back was firmly pressed against the backrest, for fear that he would contact the arm and his breathing became more and more rapid. He said in horror: "What do you want?"

"Take your life!"

Shang Yang spoke without any emotion. As he spoke, his arm had already started to force his neck, but he had not reached the point where he could not get angry and could not speak.

This morbid appearance made the driver nervous and felt that his neck was exhausted.

"Stop making trouble! I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. I won't go where you have you in the future. I'll see you take a detour."

Shang Yang's arm was a little harder, but I still wanted your life: "But I still want your life!"

Zhang Zhao suddenly felt that his brain was deficient. He felt suffocation that he had experienced last night. He never wanted to experience it again in this life. Thinking of this guy almost strangled him once, his eyes suddenly became wet, and the dignified seven-foot man started to shed tears.

"I just ask you to spare me... I will give you any conditions and I will guarantee that I will not retaliate."

"Swish..."

Shang Yang suddenly used force, his arms were pulled back and he strangled Zhang Zhao hard. The muscles on his forearm were prominent, and even the blue veins on his head were already bulging.

In an instant, Zhang Zhao's eyes widened, his legs kept pushing the ground, his arms were about to spread Shang Yang, looking at him dying with his eyes open.

Zhao Sumei's body trembled, her legs were suddenly wet, and the smell of urine came to her face. For the first time, she felt that Shang Yang was so cruel. When she thought about how she treated him before, she was afraid.

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhang Zhao began to beat him, his eyes were strangled and he was about to fall out of his sockets.

It took more than ten seconds.

Shang Yang relaxed the strength on his forearm and gritted his teeth hard.

Zhang Zhao, who broke free from the bondage, gasped violently, and his mouth was constantly retching. He jumped up from the chair, hid to the other side, and looked at Shang Yang with fear against the wall, and his body kept trembling. It seemed that he could not help but squeeze his body into the wall, but his tears were still not stopping.

"call"

Shang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and finally walked to Sister Feng.

"Let's go!"

Sister Feng stood up first.
Chapter completed!