1155: C1155 Awesome I Slapped Lin Xing Three Times in a Row!

C1155 Awesome I Slapped Lin Xing Three Times in a Row!

Before she could react, Nangong Yue's palm mercilessly landed on her face.

Slap! The sound rang out, and the entire studio heard it clearly.

Lin Xing was hit until her nose bled. She was completely stunned and could not believe it. She also did not understand why she was slapped again.

Didn't she already apologize!

Lin Xing's shocked and angry voice blurted out, "Didn't you already apologize? Why are you still beating people up? ! "

The first sentence was filled with anger, and the second sentence was filled with grievance.

Because she had been slapped, her hair was messy, her nose was bleeding, and her hair was still stuck on her nose, so her appearance was simply too horrible to look at.

Gu Le'er blinked her eyes and actually did not have any thoughts in her heart. She did not have any thoughts at all but instead asked, "Uncle, do you not feel heartache?"

Su Bai slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his deep and beautiful eyes. "Me? Why should I feel pain in my heart? She is even worse than air to me. Why should I feel pain?"

In fact, he almost hated Lin Xing to death!

Gu Le'er pouted, "What about me?"

"You, of course, are my whole world." Su Bai rubbed Gu Le'er's face.

These two people naturally mocked Lin Xing until nothing was left. The more they loved each other, the more derisive it was to Lin Xing!

They didn't even need to make a move to completely torture her!

Lin Xing's entire body trembled as she stared angrily at Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue, on the other hand, started laughing. His funny reply was very casual, "Did I say that I wouldn't hit you if I knelt down and apologized?"

Lin Xing was so angry that she gasped.

Nangong Yue added oil to the fire and said, "Kneel down, apologize, and hit you. These three things have nothing to do with anything!"

If anger could cause people to suddenly die, Lin Xing would probably have died many times already.

But the most sad thing was that she actually did not have the strength to resist!

With a desolate smile, she wanted to turn around and leave. She wanted to escape this place that made her lose all face and humiliation.

However, she was caught off guard. Nangong Yue slapped her face again, almost hitting her to the ground.

Lin Xing had gone mad. Even her instinctive desire to live could not suppress the anger and grievance in her heart. She covered her face and roared angrily, "Why did you hit me again?!"

Nangong Yue's lips curled up. "This slap is for my woman."

Lin Xing was stunned. His woman?

Who?

Could it be Gu Le'er?

Impossible?

That was... Ms Xin?

Ms Xin actually hooked up with Nangong Yue!

This lunatic!0

Lin Xing was still in shock, but she did not expect Nangong Yue to send another slap that covered the sky and covered the earth, directly slapping her onto the ground.

Then she heard Nangong Yue's voice, "The last slap was for Le Bao!"

Lin Xing went crazy and cried out in a shrill voice, "You guys are going too far!"

"So what if I bullied you?" Nangong Yue was fearless. "If I bully you, I have to negotiate with you. Ha, I, Nangong Yue, bully whoever I want. If you have the ability, then bully me back. If you don't, then... You deserve it!"

" Let me tell you, even if you have Lu Qifeng, it's useless! A big organization is facing two big organizations, and now there's an additional Country L in the dark as their backing. So let Lu Qifeng think about it before acting tough!"

Nangong Yue's words were arrogant and undisguised. In the world of adults, whoever had the stronger fist would be the father.

If you want to be a good person, then do it. But if you want to be a demon, I'm sorry, but first consider whether you have the capital to be a demon or not!

Lin Xing's astonishment could no longer be described with words. No matter how much hatred she had, no matter how unwilling she was, it turned into nothing. She could not become a superman and did not have the strength to take revenge for herself!

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