Then, he jumped up: "Ah, ah, ah!" Jia Qilin punched Dong Qianli more than ten punches in the abdomen.

Each punch is powerful and powerful, and each punch greets the key points.

In a series of fist shadows, Dong Qianli's body swayed and a large mouthful of blood was spewing out.

"Brother--" Dong Shuangshuang screamed when she saw this and rushed forward to pull Jia Qilin away.

Jia Qilin hit Dong Shuangshuang with a left hook and directly flew out.

Dong Shuangshuang screamed and hit the sofa, with pain on his face.

Dong Qianli roared: "Don't hit my sister, come on me, come on me..." "Satisfied you!"

Jia Qilin punched Dong Qianli for more than ten more times.

This time, he also bombarded the nail.

The fist fell and the iron nail fell a little more, which made Dong Qianli feel very painful.

"Don't hit my brother, don't hit my brother!"

Dong Shuangshuang rushed over and hugged Jia Qilin's thighs: "Young Master Jia, don't hit my brother, let him go, let him go."

"As long as you don't hit my brother, you can do anything you want."

Dong Shuangshuang burst into tears: "Stop hitting him..." "Just wait for your words."

Jia Qilin smiled proudly, stopped the fist that was blown out, and then kicked Dong Shuangshuang away.

He took off his gloves and walked back to the sofa.

He poured a glass of red wine, sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, and smiled at Dong Shuangshuang: "If you don't want your brother to die, take off your clothes and crawl over."
Chapter completed!