"You are not the elders of the Tianxing Sect, you are superpowers. Who sent you here? Which organization do you belong to? Do you know what this Son of God is? "

In the living room, another laugh came.

The door that was originally locked in the villa was pushed open from outside.

A middle-aged man in his forties, slender and tall, wearing a linen robe and a handsome uncle-like face, walked in with a smile.

Mr. Ye glanced at the handsome uncle in a daze, and couldn't help but gulp and swallowed.

Su Mu is handsome enough.

But this uncle was completely handsome and broke the sky, and his whole body exuded a sense of dust.

Zhuo Buli looked at Mr. Ye and smiled:

"Little girl, why are you watching? Call the master quickly."

"master!?"

Mr. Ye didn't scream, but Feng Zinan roared in horror.

His face was twisted, his eyes filled with unconcealed horror, staring at Zhuo Buli, as if he was looking at a monster in the wilderness.

"You... aren't...!"

Zhuo Buli walked over with a smile:

“Where am I?”

"You, you...!"

Zhuo Buli held Mr. Ye while holding him, then walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Feng Zinan and said lightly:

"Cut off the finger that touched my wife's face by myself, then kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes cleanly. I'll spare you."

Feng Zinan knelt faster than Zhuo Buli's words.

Thump!!

Mr. Ye looked at Zhuo Buli with his eyes, all of them were starry-stars.

Is this the bad master?

What did I call him?

master?

Or master and father-in-law?

So handsome.

Ye Wanqiu, what are you thinking?
Chapter completed!