Chapter 1154 Cuckold Collection

Russell Lan's knees softened and she knelt on the ground. The scarred wound on her knee opened again, and she screamed in pain.

After the initial panic passed, the pain on Russell Lan's body made her slowly regain some sense.

Russell Lan is not a person with any sense of shame. If she had any sense of shame, she would not have hooked up with He Zhiyong when Mu Chaochao's father was still alive.

She grabbed the crutch that He Zhiyong had knocked off and pulled hard.

He Zhiyong was originally seriously injured, but now he was just able to stand up. After beating someone for a while, all his strength was almost exhausted.

When Russell Lan pulled him, he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Russell Lan yelled: "Why am I stealing people? I stole people not because you were useless. You were looking for a lady outside behind my back. You molested women on the subway. Don't think I don't know. You are a What a good thing? What's more... you still have the nerve to say, Damn, you are just a useless piece of trash with a silver spear tip, and you still have the nerve to blame me for stealing... I don't expect you to steal people, how can I expect to be beaten? Die?"

Russell Lan's tough words made the onlookers burst into laughter.

Amid the jeers, He Zhiyong was so angry that he wanted to go up and strangle Russell Lan to death.

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

At this moment, He Zhiyong felt that his lower body seemed to hurt even more, and the pain made him tremble all over.

He Zhiyong pointed at Russell Lan: "Bitch... bitch... bitch... shameless expression... I really regret it..."

Russell Lan sighed: "Ha... you regret it, I regret marrying such a weakling like you!"

Nurses and doctors ran over and pushed through the crowd.

A nurse said: "Well... don't stimulate him anymore. He himself... is injured there, and I'm afraid he will be disabled in the future. It's not good for you to stimulate him like this..."

Who would have thought that Russell Lan would actually say with contempt: "It's like an embroidery needle. What difference does it make if you use it or not?"

Everyone laughed.

He Zhiyong yelled: "Russell Lan..."

Russell Lan continued to sarcastically say: "If the embroidery needle penetrates into the flesh, it can still hurt you, but what about you? You fucking can't even hurt, you are a weakling...waste...just like you, I will follow you." Are you a widow?"

"Bitch, I'll strangle you to death..."

He Zhiyong got the strength from nowhere, suddenly rushed forward, pressed on Russell Lan, and grabbed her neck with both hands.

He Zhiyong was going crazy and was determined to make Russell Lan angry to death.

The nurse and doctor rushed forward to pull He Zhiyong away.

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

Russell Lan lay on the ground coughing.

He Zhiyong struggled and yelled: "Bitch... cousin... I will fucking kill you sooner or later, I will kill you..."

He Zhiyong's eyes were bloodshot at this moment, and his face was ferocious.

Russell Lan raised his head and glared at He Zhiyong fiercely: "Kill me? Oh, you are a waste, and you still want to kill me? He Zhiyong, I will tell you today that I have more than one mistress. Over the years, I have I don’t know how many cuckolds I have brought for you, hahaha...I promise you won’t be cold in winter..."