Huo Ye’s Little Wild Cat is Fierce and Cute

The tall and leaning man stood behind Jiang Suisui, his back facing the sky, like a god.

Under the man's arrogant and arrogant aura, everyone was shocked. Li Jia'er, who was paralyzed on the stretcher, was shaken into a sieve.

Huo Linxi was wearing a business suit, as if he had just come out of the company, exuding a noble atmosphere all over his body.

As for the wealthy people present, they all know that this man can bring blood and blood no matter where he goes.

He was decisive, even with his relatives, he would never be merciless.

What's more, it was a young lady from the Li family who provokeed this man at this moment.

Huo Linxi only asked Jiang Suisui, "Do you want to hit her on the head?"

Li Jia'er wanted to scream, her pale lips trembled, but she couldn't make a sound.

And the man with his little **** hand seems to be with his wife, choosing merchandise.

"Still want to beat her heart?"

He taught Jiang Suisui how to aim at each other.

"Ahhhhh..."

Despair, death, is so close to Li Jia'er at this moment.

But Mrs. Li couldn't save her, and the entire Li family couldn't defy the king standing at the top of the capital!

Jiang Suisui squinted her dark eyes, she made a decision in her heart, "Hit here~"

With that, at the moment the voice fell, gunfire sounded!

The hearts of everyone tightened.

"Puff!" With a sound, the bullet pierced Li Jia'er's other arm, and she fell on the stretcher, screaming like a pig!

Huo Linxi retracted his hand and put his hands on Jiang Suisui's ears. When Li Jiaer was lying on the stretcher and had no strength to scream anymore, Huo Linxi put down his hands.

Jiang Suisui tilted his head and looked at Li Jia'er who was so embarrassed.

"Li Jia'er, do you say I am qualified to shoot you?"

Half of the stretcher had been dyed red by the blood sprayed from Li Jia'er's arm.

She was lying on the stretcher, and half of her face was splashed with a few drops of blood. Because of the pain, tears and snot made Li Jia'er's face with delicate makeup.

"Huo... Mrs. Huo... please... please let me go..."

Jiang Suisui felt funny, "At this time, Miss Li begged me for mercy, isn't it a bit late?"

Li Jiaer was lying on the stretcher like a puddle of mud, and she muttered very fast:

"I don't know Taishan. I don't know that you are Mrs. Huo, Mrs. Huo...every year, every year you do it, let me go!

I am willing to make a footstool for you, and every time you come to the racecourse in the future, I will be willing to lie on the ground and make a footstool for you! "

If it hadn't been for Li Jia'er at this moment, both arms were injured, and she was unable to get up, otherwise, she would still give Jiang Suisui a few bangs!

On Jiang Suisui's delicate face, those dark almond eyes were cold and indifferent.

"You are willing to be a footstool for me, just because I am Madam Huo. Without the title of Madam Huo, I am still nothing in your eyes.

People born with a golden spoon always feel that they are born superior, but are you worthy? What you did is discrediting the Li family!

The wealthy family of Zhongming and Ding Shi also wants prestige and prestige!

You can beat a horse until it's skinned and fleshy. It's really hard for people not to think about it. Ms. Li, what kind of vicious face do you have when you face other people in private? !

In order not to let me beat you in the race, you whipped my back.

Is this the education that a wealthy daughter should have? You are like a clown! In front of so many people, there are so many ugly things!

I also feel that I am a daughter of the Li family, no one here dares to say that you are not good.

Miss Li, have a taste of the feeling of being trampled under your feet, and you will really remember it! "