Director Wang hurriedly put on his underwear, turned his head, and saw Lin Wanwan and Fuya standing not far away, watching this scene with interest, and he suddenly became furious.
"Linwanwan, how did you get in? Someone, throw them out!"
No one answered.
Lin Wanwan tilted his head and glanced at Fuya, "Do you believe now that I can fight one against a hundred?"
"I counted, the total number of bodyguards is only thirty-five."
"Then you can only blame Director Wang for not recruiting a hundred people."
"..." Director Wang was horrified.
Fu Ya dragged a chair and sat down, watching Lin Wanwan tie up Director Wang and his little wife in threes and threes. During the period, the two struggled desperately, but couldn't break free.
Director Wang knew Lin Wanwan's intention and shook his fist, "Just give up, I won't say anything."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Director Wang sneered, "I'm not afraid to tell you. I left a suicide note a long time ago. It said that if I die, it must be at the hands of Linwanwan. You are already infamous. If you kill someone with your own hands again, I'll see how you can turn around in the future!"
Lin Wanwan began to look at this fat pig with admiration.
Although he was impulsive and irritable, after all he had been in the mall for so many years, he couldn't really be hopelessly stupid.
Fuya came over, lifted Mrs. Wang's chin, and looked at her frightened look.
"You are not afraid of death, but your delicate little wife seems to be very afraid."
Director Wang's expression changed, "What do you want to do? This matter has nothing to do with her!"
"If you don't want her to die, tell the truth."
Mrs. Wang cried with snot and tears, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Husband, help me, I don't want to die..."
Director Wang's expression changed.
He really liked this young, beautiful and coaxing little wife. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiuxiu, they don't dare to kill you. If you really die in their hands, as long as I As long as I live, I will definitely avenge you!"
"No, I don't want..."
Everyone is dead, so what if we can get revenge
"It's so pitiful to cry."
As if she was moved by compassion, Fu Ya bent down to help her untie the rope, "Mrs. Wang, there is no need for women to embarrass women. You can go and forget about this heartless fat pig from now on and live a good life with your lover. "
Director Wang's pupils shrank sharply, "What kind of lover?"
Fu Ya slapped her forehead, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that your little wife already has someone, and that person is your good nephew. But don't blame her. She is young and beautiful, and she is not willing to be taken care of by you. It’s normal for this old, ugly, fat pig to be depressed for the rest of its life.”
As she spoke, she threw out a stack of photos.
Director Wang lowered his head and saw high-definition photos showing the dramatic scenes of his young wife and his nephew Wang Wei!
Fuya was afraid that the world would be in chaos, "Wow, these postures are very difficult. Director Wang, you can't do them with your body type. It's no wonder that your little wife is so empty that she can only find other men."
Hearing this, Lin Wanwan couldn't help but cover her face.
So shameful…
Director Wang was shaking with anger and stared at Mrs. Wang. She was so frightened that she kept shaking her head, "I don't have it, I don't have it, it's a picture they Photoshopped!"
"I have some good stuff here."
Fuya threw another pile of documents on the ground.
"This is the property transfer document I found in Mrs. Wang's safe. She used the relationship between you and your husband to transfer all your real estate stocks to Wang Wei's name. She plans to empty you out and then fly away."