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Chapter 1632 Why did Mu Wanwan fall in love with a monster like you?

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    Before Yan Jue could get up, Bao Sihan stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

    "You don't need to play tricks in front of me." Bao Sihan looked down at Yan Jue, as if looking at a dirty ant, "Hand over the things."

    Yan Jue didn't expect that Bao Sihan would see through his trick so quickly, and his heart skipped a few times.

    But immediately, great excitement enveloped him.

    In this way, the game is more interesting, isn't it?

    "I don't know what you're talking about." Yan Jue said casually looking at Bao Sihan.

    Bo Sihan originally didn't intend to ask Yan Jue to tell the truth today. He and Yan Jue didn't have many confrontations, but he also knew what kind of guy this person was.

    So he didn't say anything more, he punched Yan Jue heavily in the face.

    Yan Jue's body has just fully recovered and it hasn't been long. How can it bear Bao Sihan's punch? The severe pain made his eyes go dark. Instead of screaming, he smiled: "Bo Sihan  , you are indeed not a normal person. Are people with bipolar disorder the same as you, who only use violence to solve problems. Why would Mu Wanwan like a monster like you? "

    The word "monster" made Bao Sihan's eyes turn colder.

    Seeing that Yan Jue could still laugh at this moment, Bao Sihan moved his foot away from Yan Jue's chest.

    Yan Jue could finally breathe freely.

    Just as he was about to get up from the ground, Bao Sihan took out black gloves from his pocket and put them on.

    Seeing Bao Sihan wearing gloves, the bodyguards dared not show their air.

    They knew that Bo Sihan was going to kill that person.

    But that person is really trying to die, and at this time, he dares to provoke people so arrogantly.

    Just as Yan Jue got up from the ground, Bao Sihan casually grabbed the tin trash can next to him and threw it towards him.

    The tin trash can had just been cleaned not long ago, and there was no rubbish in it, but it weighed more than twenty catties.

    boom-

    The trash can slammed heavily on Yan Jue's body, knocking him to the ground again.

    Yan Jue clutched his stomach, obviously in pain, but smiled happily.

    yes.

    Only this kind of pain can remind him that he is still alive and that he is not dead.

    None of them knew how desperate he was when he was drowned alive.

    Only he himself knows how unforgettable the feeling of being strangled by death is.

    In comparison, this pain is nothing.

    The violent aura emanating from Bao Sihan's body was as terrifying as Shura's, and he didn't regard Yan Jue as a human being at all, but a human-shaped sandbag.

    Yan Jue didn't know how many punches and kicks he had received, and in the end he passed out directly from the pain.

    Before he fainted, he said to Bao Sihan in a vague way: "If I die, Mu Wanwan won't live"

    Bo Sihan held Yan Jue's collar with one hand, and stopped suddenly when his fist was only millimeters away from his temple.

    Staring at Yan Jue for a few seconds, Bao Sihan pursed his thin lips, and threw him on the ground like trash.

    "Send him to the hospital." After speaking, Bao Sihan put on a cold face, took off his gloves and threw them on the ground, and strode out of the alley.

    Several bodyguards hurriedly lifted Yan Jue, and followed them out of the alley.

    As soon as he got back to the car, Bao Sihan received a call from Mu Wanwan.

    "Si Han, have you arrived at the company yet?" The girl's voice was soft and sweet.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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