1775: To be honest, I don't even want to touch trash like you

To be honest, I don't even want to touch trash like you

Madam Murong (o)1

Ji Mianmian (o)

Claude (o)

Everyone was stunned. This ... This didn't feel right! What happened to the apology?

Ji Mianmian was the first to react. She knew Murong Mian better than anyone else. After hearing what he said, she was shocked for a moment before she felt that it was normal. This was his style. If he was not like this, it would not be him.

However, Ji Mianmian looked at the handkerchief in her hand and then at the dumbfounded Claude. This ... Wasn't very good?

Ji Mianmian was worried that this would bring more trouble to Murong Mian.

Murong Mian patted the back of her hand and said gently,""Go. He's just trash. You don't need to treat him like a human."

In any case, he had never treated Claude as a human.

Most of the trash in the trash can had recycling value, but for this kind of person, living would only be a waste of air without any value.

Madam Murong also felt that something was wrong. She looked at Murong Mian worriedly.

"Will there be trouble?" Ji Mianmian asked softly.

Murong Mian pinched her face,"trouble?" Do you think there's any difference between breaking one hand and two hands?"

Ji Mianmian thought about it and shook her head. There was indeed no difference.

If he broke one of his hands, he would go back and complain to his mother. It was the same if he broke both of his hands. Anyway, they were going to come over and make trouble, so ... He might as well add one more piece to it.

Ji Mianmian nodded."You're right."

Murong Mian gently patted her head,"Go on, don't be afraid. I'm here to back you up."

Claude was so scared that his legs went weak. If it wasn't for the people holding him up from both sides, he would have already fallen to the ground. He quickly asked Madam Murong for help."Aunty, aunty ... You can't just sit by and do nothing, aunty ..."

Madam Murong looked troubled."Claude, you used to say that I was only your uncle's second wife. I have no right to speak in this house, so naturally, I can't say anything. The owner of this house is Landy. If he wants to do this, what can I do?"

"You guys are in cahoots, you guys are working together ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ji Mianmian grabbed his left hand that was still intact."To be honest, I really don't want to touch trash like you. You're dirty just by looking at you ..."

With that, Ji Mianmian twisted hard and a crisp crack was heard.

With a heart-wrenching scream, Claude's eyes rolled back and he passed out. As he passed out, his feet were wet, and the smell of urine spread.

Murong Mian quickly pulled Ji Mianmian back and used her handkerchief to wipe her hands.

Madam Murong looked at Ji Mianmian in shock. She had seen Ji Mianmian break a man's wrists with her bare hands twice within a short period of time. She was truly frightened.

Who did Murong Mian find? wasn't she a makeup artist? Why does it seem like his Kung Fu is not bad?

She gulped and took a step back unconsciously. She glanced at Claude who had passed out and felt happy again.

I haven't felt this good in a long time. This scumbag deserves it.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had been acting like a noble lady for many years, Madam Murong really wanted to spit. She covered her nose in disgust and asked,""Things have gotten out of hand, what do we do now?"

"That's nothing,"Murong Mian sneered," I want something much bigger than this. Someone ... Send him back. "

Since he had already started to make a scene, he had to make the matter bigger and out of control.

Otherwise, he would have come back for nothing.

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