Chapter 1745 Seriously, I Don't Even Want to Touch Rubbish Like You

Mrs. Murong (⊙o⊙)

Seasonal cotton (⊙o⊙)

Claude (⊙o⊙)

Everyone was stunned, this... the style of painting feels a bit wrong! How about an apology?

Ji Mianmian was the first to realize that she already knew Murong Mian better than others. Hearing him say this, she felt normal after a brief surprise. This is his style.

However, Ji Mianmian looked at the handkerchief in his hand, and then at the dumbfounded Claude. Isn't this... not very good?

Ji Mianmian is worried that this will bring more troubles to Murong Mian.

Murong Mian patted the back of her hand lightly, and said softly, "Go ahead, he's just a piece of trash, there's no need to treat him as a human being."

Anyway, he never regarded Claude as a human being.

Most of the rubbish in the trash can still have the value of recycling, but this kind of person can only waste air without any value in life.

Mrs. Murong also felt that it was not good, and looked at Murong Mian worriedly.

Ji Mianmian whispered, "Will there be any trouble?"

Murong Mian pinched her face: "Troublesome? Do you think there is any difference between breaking one hand and breaking two hands?"

Ji Mianmian thought for a while, then shook her head, there was indeed no difference.

If he broke one of his hands, he would complain to his mother later, and the same goes for breaking his two hands. Anyway, they are all going to come and make trouble, so... just give him another one.

Ji Mianmian nodded: "You are right."

Murong Mian patted the top of her head lightly: "Go, don't be afraid, I will support you."

Claude was so frightened that his legs were weak. If it wasn't for someone supporting him on both sides, he would have fallen to the ground. He hurriedly asked Mrs. Murong for help: "Auntie, auntie...you can't just sit idly by, auntie..."

Mrs. Murong's face was full of embarrassment: "Claude, you often used to be your uncle's second marriage. I don't have a share in this family, so I can't say anything. The owner here is Randy. If he wants to do this, what do I have to do?" Method?"

"You are working together, you are working together..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Mianmian grabbed his still intact left hand, "To tell you the truth, I really don't want to touch such rubbish like you, it's dirty even just looking at it..."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mianmian twisted hard, and there was a crisp click.

Accompanied by Claude's heart-piercing scream, he rolled his eyes and passed out. At the same time as he passed out, his feet were still wet, and a smell of urine spread out.

Murong Mian hurriedly dragged Ji Mianmian back, and wiped her hands twice with a handkerchief.

Mrs. Murong looked at Ji Mianmian in shock. She saw Ji Mianmian break two wrists of a big man with his bare hands twice in a short period of time. She was really terrified.

Who exactly is Murong Mian looking for, isn't it a makeup artist? Why do you look like you have a good kungfu?

She swallowed her saliva, took a step back unconsciously, glanced at Claude who had passed out, and her heart flashed with joy.

It's been a long time since I've felt this good, this scum deserves it.

If it weren't for the noble lady's support all these years, Mrs. Murong really wanted to spit, she covered her nose in disgust, and asked: "The matter has become serious, what should we do now?"

Murong Mian sneered: "What is this? What I want is much bigger than this. Someone... send him back."

Since he has already started to make trouble, he will make the trouble out of control.

Otherwise, come back in vain.