Chapter 392 You Beg Me

It would have been better if she hadn't met, but since she had met, naturally she wouldn't let her go so easily.

The corner of Yuan You's mouth twitched upwards, and said with a sneer, "You must have killed Liang Qian."

Liang Qian?

Meng Ying finally remembered where she had seen this woman.

aiy The daughter of the Yuan family.

"Miss Yuan, don't eat indiscriminately, and don't talk nonsense, be careful of losing your tongue." Meng Ying smiled half-smile.

"Heh. Liang Qian said a long time ago that you are not a good person. Even though she was wary of you, she didn't expect to fall into your hands in the end." Looking at this face, Yuan You was an eyesore.

"So?" Meng Ying smiled, but her eyes were cold.

Yuan You had never been afraid of anyone. Looking at Meng Ying's arrogant smiling face, she didn't know where the anger came from. She raised her hand and greeted Meng Ying's face.

As for her movement, Meng Ying easily caught her.

What a joke, if this kind of slap can be slapped on her face, it will be okay?

Meng Ying held Yuan You's wrist, and Yuan You couldn't pull it out even if she wanted to.

I blushed all of a sudden, and shook it hard.

Meng Ying also let go, and Yuan You fell to the ground with too much force.

She poked her teeth in pain as she poked her hand on the ground.

The man behind her was about to help her, but Meng Ying stepped on it, and her hand was stuck to the ground, unable to move at all.

Yuan You burst into tears in pain.

"What are you doing?" The two men beside Yuan You didn't expect Meng Ying to be so aggressive, so they stepped forward to push her.

Meng Ying stepped on the back of Yuan You's hand, like a palm dance, and kicked away the two people who wanted to push her.

The big men were so easily put down by her, and they glanced at him with disgust, their eyes full of sarcasm.

"Meng Ying, believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Yuan You had never experienced such a great humiliation.

Meng Ying sneered, "The grass on the grave of the last person who wanted to kill me was higher than yours."

Yuan You gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and she was sweating profusely from the pain.

She felt that the skin on her palm had been crushed off by her, and her whole hand was numb, almost useless.

"Let me go!" Yuan You's voice was trembling.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "Please beg me."

It was only today that Yuan You really saw how arrogant Meng Ying was.

What did you see before?

She stared at her viciously, wishing she could eat her.

"Don't force your own retreat to death."

Meng Ying smiled like a flower, "I drove the car well, but you guys insisted on provoking me. Why, now I can't afford to provoke you?"

Yuan You gritted her teeth.

"As for the way you said you were forced to die. Heh, don't you know what it means to die and survive?" Meng Ying smiled brightly. Compared with Yuan You's expression, one was clear and the other was covered with dark clouds.

Meng Ying didn't mean to let her go, anyway, she wouldn't let her go unless she begged for mercy.

The two kicked men walked towards Meng Ying again.

"Why don't you call an ambulance in advance." Meng Yingmei's eyes flashed a cold light, and she looked at the two people with a half-smile.

Totally taken aback.

Yuan You's face was pale with pain, and she lost feeling in her right hand.

"Meng Ying..."

"Huh?" Meng Ying was extremely gentle.

Yuan You panted, "I don't feel my hand anymore."

"oh."

"Let me go." She was already so weak from the pain.

"Please." Meng Ying said condescendingly.

Yuan You took a deep breath, "I beg you, let me go."

Meng Ying kept her promise and raised her foot. That beautiful hand was so red that it couldn't bear to be seen.

The skin on the back of the hand and the knuckles was worn out, and blood oozes out.

I don't know how miserable the palm touching the ground is.

Meng Ying glanced at her, "I begged me so early, so I won't suffer a little less."

Happy Labor day!