"Who is it?!" In the roar, Liao Changjun clutched his head, his face turned blue: "Who beat the young master?! Stand up for me! I promise not to kill him!!"

Everyone looked at Ling Luoyu instantly.

Dian Xiaoer also understood at this time, looking at Ling Luoyu's eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

"You...you're done!! You dare to offend Master Liao!!"

Xiao Er stepped back, not daring to stand with Ling Luoyu again.

Ling Luoyu also stood there with a look of trepidation, feeling helpless: "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry... I really don't know it will be like this!! I just threw it like this, who knows it's so accurate. I'm really embarrassed that the son hit you on the head, I didn't mean it..."

Liao Changjun looked at the blood on his hand, and then at the indifferent subordinates around him, and his anger instantly went up and down.

"You are all stupid? Can't see that Lao Tzu is injured? What are you doing here? Go, **** me!!"

Liao Changjun's men hurriedly responded and swarmed in howling.

Ling Luoyu's expression changed drastically, and she drew back in a panic: "What are you doing?! I tell you, don't be foolish, I'm not easy to provoke... I got angry, and I am afraid!!"

Her warning, like the wind blowing on the water, also caused a layer of ripples, without any effect.

Liao Changjun's men pressed forward step by step and grabbed Ling Luoyu's shoulder with open hands.

"Dare you!!"

She yelled exaggeratedly, turned over and jumped to the side window sill, trying to escape through the window.

When he stepped out of the window sill, he was suddenly grabbed by his clothes and yanked hard.

"You still want to go?!"

Under the shout, she fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Liao Changjun's head was full of blood, and his anger was wide open: "I want to kill you!!"

He waved his hand violently and yelled at his hand hysterically.

"You give me a good job of tidying up this kid, if someone blows his head, or destroys his pretty face, I will be rewarded with extra money!!"

Money can make ghosts! !

Liao Changjun gave generous rewards, and his group of men worked harder.

They ran up one by one, pressing Ling Luoyu underneath every minute. Everyone wanted to get a share of it!

Anyway, with so many hands down, Liao Changjun didn't know who was the one who beat Ling Luoyu. At that time, when he was rewarded, there would be no one missing.

Driven by interests, the crowd swarmed forward, and dozens of people were crushed in a swarm. They screamed and wailed.

Liao Changjun roughly bandaged the wound. Seeing so many people piled into a ball, he frowned suddenly.

"I said you guys are stupid?! So many people are crushing her together, isn't she going to crush her to death?! If someone dies, then I will play a fart!!"

He waved impatiently, frowning.

"It's all gone, Lao Tzu will come and clean her up!"

After hearing the news, the people above dispersed, and the people on the middle floor had black noses and swollen faces, and stood up with dark faces.

"Is that the grandson of the turtle beat me?!"

"Everyone is my black hand, don't send me out..."

"You are blind, how can you hit the end with your fist!?"

Amidst a groan, the people on the bottom floor stood up embarrassedly.