Here Comes a Cute Baby—To Kidnap a Daddy as a Gift for My Mommy

Xia Xingcheng opens his eyes with a trembling look. The sight in front of him can't help but frighten him. He stares wide and doesn't respond.

I saw that the big man who just rushed up was pressing his arm painfully on his face. It was already full of blood and looked terrible.

"Ah, it hurts so much. You really cut it!"

Several people saw that one of them was injured, and they dared not act rashly any more. They all looked at Xia Xingcheng angrily.

Xia Xing orange was also frightened. The color of blood red almost didn't swallow his only reason. The hands holding the knife were already faintly unstable.

She shivered, step by step back, saying something that was not so clear: "I, I didn't mean to, he rushed up first, if you come back again, I will see one cut.

Although she was scared now, she could only hold on and let herself face the remaining few people.

Several people really dare not act rashly any more. Seeing Xia Xingcheng, they all show their momentary hesitation.

The slight pressure behind Zhang Ming is terrible, but Xia Xingcheng's disobedience in the front makes them afraid.

For a time the scene became stalemated, and neither side would let the other.

When Zhang Ming saw such a scene, he felt impatient. He could not help but come forward and scolded him: "waste, a group of wastes. What's the use of me to raise you?"

With that, Zhang Ming fixed his eyes directly on Xia Xingcheng, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Xia Xingcheng, I'll talk to you well. If you don't want to have a toast, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Ming's eyes burst out with a fierce color. Then, when Xia Xingcheng didn't respond at all, he reached out and took out a gun from his arms.

As soon as Xia Xing orange saw the gun, his face turned white again. He strongly urged him: "Zhang Ming, calm down, don't be impulsive."

"Don't talk to me. Give me the gun."

Zhang Ming drinks loudly, the muzzle of the gun moves, and has aimed at Xia Xing orange's forehead.

Bullet, it's a shot.

Xia Xingcheng is scared and shakes all over. He throws the knife in his hand at his feet and backs away.

She really didn't want to compromise, but she didn't dare to make fun of her life.

She wasn't sure whether the gun was real or not. She didn't dare to bet. Zhang Ming would jump the wall and do something wrong directly!

Seeing the trembling look of her fear, Zhang Ming immediately smiled with satisfaction, and couldn't help winking at the two men on one side.

Two under hand will, dare not delay directly went to Xia Xing orange's side.

This time, no matter how Xia Xingcheng struggles, the two men tied up Xia Xingcheng without any effort.

This time, unlike the last time, Xia Xingcheng was tied tightly, and even his mouth was stuffed with something.

Xia Xingcheng looks helplessly at Zhang Ming, who is approaching him a little. At this time, he only has one thought in his mind, that is, it's over.

"Pa", Zhang Ming directly slaps Xia Xing orange, who suddenly has a clear slap on his face.

However, Xia Xingcheng is also very stubborn. He looks at him with a face very angry and unwilling, which makes Zhang Ming's heart steam up a touch of indescribable anger.

He slaps Xia Xingcheng's weaker face several times, and then he stops until his hands are slightly numb.

At this time, on Xia Xing orange's cheek, the clear palm print is particularly obvious, and the white face is also red and swollen, which looks particularly terrible.

Zhang Ming looks at his masterpiece with satisfaction. He can't help but reach out and lift Xia Xingcheng's chin. He takes a cruel smile from the corner of his mouth: "you run, you run again!"

Xia Xingcheng is restrained by her, but she still looks at him stubbornly, with hatred in her eyes.

The more she hated, the more proud Zhang Ming was, and a burst of wild laughter came out.

"Bitch, it's because of you that I've become a wanted man. Now my wife and I have divorced, and I've become a monster that everyone yells to fight."

"Bitch, it's all because of you. I want you to have a taste of despair today."

Zhang Ming shouted, looking up and down at Xia Xingcheng's body, as if he was thinking about how to torture him for a while.

Finally, his eyes showed a happy smile, and then in Xia Xingcheng's more frightened eyes, he said to Xia Xingcheng one by one: "since my wife doesn't want me, I will treat you as my wife. You are much more beautiful than that bitch. Don't worry, I will love you well, ha ha."

Zhang Mingxiao's treacherous eyes burst out with very obscene and pornographic laughter.

Xia Xingcheng's eyes were more and more frightened. He shook his head desperately and desperately. He struggled to get up from the ground, but there was no way because he was bound.Seeing that Zhang Ming's disgusting hands are about to attack him, Xia Xingcheng quickly ducked, thinking that even if he died, he could not let Zhang Ming's abnormal defile himself!

"Ha ha, little bitch, can't wait, come on."

As he said, Zhang Ming was about to swoop on him, but suddenly thought of something. He stood firm and pointed his heels at the back of his men and said, "you should go out and watch outside first. You are not allowed to come in without my permission."

Those break up immediately ambiguous looked at Xia Xing orange, finally both left the room.

At this time, there are only two Xia Xingcheng left here.

Zhang Ming looks at Xia Xingcheng and approaches her step by step, "beauty, don't be afraid, you can rest assured that I'm very gentle."

However, for Xia Xingcheng, it's disgusting. I wish I killed this man directly now.

Zhang Ming finished, a swoop on the attack, Xia Xingcheng eyes wide, direct to find the right time, raised his feet and kicked in the crotch of Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming didn't expect Xia Xingcheng to have such a moment. "Ah," he said, covering his crotch tightly with pain, and his whole body convulsed.

Xia Xingcheng used all his strength. It seems that Zhang Ming was not kicked clearly. It took him a long time to stand still.

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