

After Bai Xin Yan escaped from the fire, he secretly pondered how he could vent his anger on the Huo family. After thinking for a while, he decided to kill him. However, the sickly man was still angry. What should he do? Continue to “Master Jiu, Little Madam wants to use a screw to dismantle your million-dollar car!” “Don’t make a fuss. Dismantle all the cars in the garage. If you can’t do it, dismantle the wheelchair too!” “Master Jiu, Little Madam is fighting with someone. She lost and brought a group of sisters to tear them apart!” “Count me in!” “Master Jiu, Little Madam said that she’s bored recently!” A certain man smiled faintly and pulled his tie. “Is there anything more interesting than creating people?”