1893: He wanted to chop off their claws

He wanted to chop off their claws

Murong Mian was stunned. The scene just now happened so quickly that it took less than the blink of an eye. He looked again and saw that Ji Mianmian's eyes were tightly shut. She seemed to have fallen into a deep coma.2

It was as if Murong Mian's eyes had been playing tricks on her and that she had never seen anything like that.

Murong Mian secretly pinched her palm. It hurt.

His heart slowly fell to the ground. Mianmian was not unconscious. She was awake. That at least meant that the situation before them was not the worst for them.

There was still a chance to turn things around.

The two tall and burly foreigners lifted Ji Mianmian up and were about to walk towards the sofa when Murong Mian said,""Wait a moment."

"What, do you want to talk to me now?" Mr. Brown asked, his eyebrows dancing. I'll welcome you anytime. "

Murong Mian's cold eyes swept over the two foreigners. They had touched his wife, so he was going to chop off their hooves.

"I really want to know how you managed to get my wife out," he asked.

"This doesn't seem to be a difficult task, right?" brown chuckled.

"I want to know how you did it," Murong Mian continued.

Mr. Brown said,"people love money. All I need to do is bribe one of your servants to knock on the door and tell your wife that you're in danger. I don't even need to do anything. She'll run out by herself. When she runs out, it won't be up to her to decide."

Murong Mian clenched her fists. After all, they were not in China. Here, many things were too restricted and inconvenient to do.

He had only been here for a short time, so he didn't have much energy and time to manage his own power, which led to the family's slip-up.

"What, are you ready to talk to me?" Mr. Brown laughed.

He was smiling the entire time. No matter what Murong Mian said, he was not angry at all.

Murong Mian had seen a lot of scumbags like him. They had no humanity or morals. To them, there were only benefits and goals.

"If you don't care about your wife, then I really want to know, do you care about your daughter?" Murong Mian asked slowly.

On the way, he had asked Madam Murong's subordinates to find Jessica and tie her up.

He had hoped that their daughter would be used as a shield at the critical moment.

However, Murong Mian wasn't very confident right now. If she threatened Mrs. Jones, it might work. Unfortunately, her husband was like a steel plate. This move would probably be useless.

Sure enough, Mr. Brown didn't care at all.""Wives and children are just stones that can be thrown away at any time. Usually, it's quite nice to have a beautiful stone with you, but if you encounter a major event, you can throw these things away."

"It seems that even if your daughter dies, no one will be able to collect her body," Murong Mian sneered.

If she had known that Jessica was useless, she wouldn't have done anything unnecessary.

Murong Mian looked coldly at Mrs. Jones, who was still rummaging through the glass cabinet. She kept scratching at the cabinet, and some of the snakes were even strangled to death by her.

Mr. Brown chuckled."Young man, you've experienced too little. When you reach my age, you'll realize that you can have as many women as you want. Why waste your energy on one? as long as you agree to my conditions, you can have as many beautiful women as you want."

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