National male god A exploded

Chapter 179
The house was built a little casually, and the sound insulation was not very good. Li Qing's voice was a little weak, but Feng Ran could still hear it.

It's just that the people are similar, the voices are the same, Feng Ran didn't think about Li Qing.

I heard grandma say that this family is a chicken, are they playing some kind of shame game?

"Brother, take it easy, don't play with your life." Feng Ran knocked on the door, kindly reminding.

"Brother Ran, is it you, Brother Ran, save me!" Feng Ran's place in Li Qing's heart is so important that Li Qing can recognize Feng Ran's voice.

"Li Qing?" Feng Ran's playful expression faded away.

Without any hesitation, Feng Ran opened the door with the spare key.

The door opened, Feng Ran stood in the backlight.

The house is in a mess.

Li Qing's hair was dragged by the pork, her clothes were in tatters, her back was bruised and bruised, and she was in a terrible state of distress.

Pork Zhang's big rough hands were still trying to tear Li Qing's clothes.

"Dad, please let my sister go, please!" Li Le's desolate pleading sound came from the bedroom.

The pitch-black cat's eyes were narrowed, and Feng Ran was full of evil spirit.

Picking up the round stool at his feet, Feng Ran moved behind Zhurou Zhang like the wind.

boom!The high stool hit Zhurou Zhang's head heavily.

"I'm chasing you..."

boom!There was another loud noise, before Zhurou Zhang could finish speaking, the high stool in Feng Ran's hand fell down again.

bang bang bang!The high stools were thrown heavily at Zhurou Zhang.

boom!The stool shattered.

Feng Ran's movements were fast and ruthless, Zhu Rou Zhang Kong had brute strength, he was unable to parry at all, and was directly beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"I'll give you a lung!" The stool was knocked to pieces, Feng Ran was still not relieved, and directly punched Zhurou Zhang's face with his fist.

Feng Ran used all his strength in that punch, Zhuzhu Zhang was beaten and flew out.

With his face turned away, Zhurou Zhang's front teeth closed together and blood spurted out.

Still perplexed, Feng Ran picked up the iron clothes hanger next to him and beat Pork Zhang again.

Pork Zhang Kong possessed brute strength and had no chance of fighting back, so he was directly beaten by Feng Ran unilaterally.

"My uncle, who are you!" Zhu Zhuzhang was a butcher and a gambler, much more resistant to beatings than Lin Mengshu's gentleman.

Feng Ran's limbs were weak from the beating, and he was still full of anger when he swore at others.

"My uncle is in the coffin, I miss Cao him so much, I'll take you there!" Feng Ran rushed into the kitchen and took out a butcher knife.

Feng Ran thought that Pork Zhang had raped Li Qing, so he was so angry that he wanted to castrate him directly.

Zhurou Zhang was still a little drunk at first, but when he saw the shiny butcher's knife flying straight towards his crotch, Zhurou Zhang's face turned pale from fright, and his drunkenness was gone.

As his legs trembled, Zhurou Zhang moved back a little bit, and the butcher's knife landed on the spot where Zhurou Zhang was sitting just now.

"My uncle Cao, you are still playing for real." Pork Zhang was very timid, and after being frightened by Feng Ran, he became angry from embarrassment.

Picking up the butcher's knife, Zhurou Zhang rushed towards Fengran recklessly.

Feng Ran dodged sideways, grabbed Zhurou Zhang's wrist with his hand, twisted, and with a click, Zhurou Zhang's hand joints were directly dislocated.

With a bang, the butcher's knife fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Li Qing was terrified as she watched from the side.

"I'm ashamed of you, if I don't abandon you today, I won't be called Fengran!" Fengran picked up the butcher's knife and wanted to chop off the pork crotch.

"Stop!" Li Sisi lazily leaned against the door, still holding an unburned cigarette in her hand!
"Fucking mother-in-law, who are you?" Feng Ran was furious.

　Continue to climb the word and there is another chapter!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)