C1156 If You dare to Have Even the Slightest Thought of Hitting My Wife

The fat moustached man's face was turning more and more purple, he seemed to be unable to breathe, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Looking down, a long hand gripped his neck, black nails digging into his skin.

Shen Xu's cold face was expressionless, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. However, his pair of deep eyes seemed to contain ice