Hou Zhensheng gritted his teeth, as if he still wanted to struggle.
But in the end, he was defeated by Luo Liyan, who looked at him like an ant.
And her parents' eagerness to cut herself alive.
Supporting his mother, Hou Zhensheng thought about leaving first.
But Hou's mother's eyes fell on the shoe cabinet in the porch, behind the sharp screwdriver.
Slightly squinting his eyes, a ferocious and murderous light flashed across.
She directly pushed her son away, grabbed the screwdriver, and stabbed it at the back of Luo Liyan's neck.
Anyway, without the 10 million, she would not have a good life.
It would be better to die than to live like that.
Since this Luo Liyan can obviously make a lot of money, but he insists on staring at his family's 10 million.
It's better to drag her to be buried with him.
At that time, there will only be these two elders left in the Luo family, and it is impossible for them to fight against their own sons.
With the 10 million in his hands, he can still snowball in business.
Live the day better.
"Smoke!"
Panic and shrill screams sounded from far to near in the corridor.
Luo Liyan turned around leisurely, looking at Hou Mu who was rushing towards her.
Even the sharp corners of a screwdriver reflect a harsh cold light under the light.
There was no change in her complexion.
But when the screwdriver was still twenty or thirty centimeters away from her.
A big palm with well-defined joints firmly clasped Hou Mu's wrist.
The strength was so strong that even the blue veins burst out.
The person who came directly pulled Hou's mother back with a force.
After she hit Hou Zhensheng's body with such force, she fell to the ground with the two of them.
"Senior Fu, why are you here?" Luo Liyan stared at the man in front of her in surprise with her round eyes.
Because of the movement of running over at a high speed, the few hairs on his forehead were shaking casually.
It looks kind of cute.
Luo Liyan pinched her fingers with her fingertips, and only then could she resist the evil taste of wanting to grab her hands.
Fu Yiye frowned, his chest heaved, and he looked at the little woman in front of him.
After making sure she was not injured, she rolled up her sleeves.
Turning around, he looked at the two people sitting on the ground with dark eyes.
Hou Zhensheng was startled by his mother's actions.
Seeing Fu Yiye climbing up from hell and demanding Shura's life again, his heart almost stopped.
He swallowed, and even forgot to help his own mother.
Jumped directly from the ground.
Then he looked at the man who was slowly approaching him with a sorry face.
"Fu... Shao Fu..." he called tremblingly.
Before she could say what she wanted to ask for mercy, the corner of the man's mouth turned to one side.
It was a cruel and bloodthirsty arc.
Fu Yiye's eyes, which were originally like the sea of stars, seemed to be covered by thick ink.
Can't see a trace of light.
Not to mention Hou Zhensheng, who knew his identity, was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath.
Even Hou Mu, who was always aggressive, was so frightened that the hairs all over her body stood on end.
But she felt that if she didn't say anything else.
I'm afraid he really died in the hands of this man.
"You... who are you?! You even hit women, why don't you show your face!" Mother Hou stiffened her neck and tried her best to maintain an appearance of not being timid.
But her eyes were twinkling constantly, and even Fu Yiye dared not look directly at her eyes.