Luo Sulan's knees fell to the ground as soon as her knees became weak, and the scabbed wound on her knees cracked open again, and she snorted in pain.

After the initial panic passed, the pain on Luo Sulan's body made her slowly come to her senses.

Luo Sulan herself is not a person with any shame, if she was a little ashamed, she would not have hooked up with He Zhiyong when Mu Chaochao's father was still alive.

She grabbed the crutches He Zhiyong had beaten down and pulled hard.

He Zhiyong was originally seriously injured, but now he was just able to stand up, and after beating people for a while just now, the strength in his body was almost exhausted.

Luo Sulan tugged, he didn't hold on, snapped, and fell to the ground.

Luo Sulan roared: "What's wrong with the old lady stealing people, it's not because you steal people because you are useless, you are looking for a young lady outside behind my back, you molested women on the subway, don't you think I don't know, what kind of good thing are you yourself?" Let alone...... You still have the face to say, "Oh, you're a silver pewter gun, useless waste, and you're embarrassed to blame me for stealing people...... If you don't steal and count on you, is the old lady waiting to be beaten to death? ”

Luo Sulan's fierce words made the onlookers really laugh.

In the midst of the ridicule, He Zhiyong was furious, and he couldn't wait to go up and strangle Luo Sulan.

A man's self-esteem was violently impacted, everyone's eyes were looking at him, He Zhiyong felt that they were all laughing at him, despising him, and looking at him with strange eyes.

And at this moment, He Zhiyong felt that his bottom seemed to be in more pain, and he was trembling in pain.

He Zhiyong pointed at Luo Sulan: "Cheap...... Slut ...... Slut ...... Shameless cousin...... I really regret it......"

Luo Sulan snorted: "Huh...... You regret it, and the old lady regrets marrying such a soft egg as you! ”

Nurses and doctors ran over and pushed through the crowd.

One of the nurses said, "That's ...... You don't provoke him anymore, he himself...... I was injured there, and I'm afraid I'm going to scrap it in the future, so it's not good for you to stimulate like this......"

Who would have thought that Luo Sulan would say with contempt: "What is the difference between you and whether you waste something like an embroidery needle?" ”

The crowd laughed.

He Zhiyong snorted violently: "Luo Sulan ......"

Luo Sulan continued to sarcastically: "If the embroidery needle is pierced into the flesh, it can still hurt you, what about you?" You hurt, you're a softie...... Rubbish...... Just like you, does the old lady follow you to stay alive and widowed? ”

"Slut, I'll strangle you......"

He Zhiyong didn't know where he got the strength, and suddenly pounced, pressed on Luo Sulan, and grabbed her neck with both hands.

He Zhiyong is like crazy, and he must be angry with Luo Sulan.

The nurse and the doctor hurriedly stepped forward to pull He Zhiyong.

It took a lot of effort to pull He Zhiyong away.

Luo Sulan lay on the ground and coughed.

He Zhiyong struggled and scolded: "Slut...... Table ...... I'm going to kill you sooner or later, I'm going to kill you......"

He Zhiyong's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his face was hideous.

Luo Sulan raised her head and glared at He Zhiyong viciously: "Kill me?" Heh, you are a piece of waste, and you still want to kill me? He Zhiyong, today I also told you that the old lady has more than one concubine, after so many years, the old lady has long been unaware of how many green hats she has brought you, hahaha...... Winter is guaranteed to keep you from getting cold......"