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Zhao Xiaoyun ruthlessly slapped his subordinates until their noses were bruised and their faces swollen. "Scram!" He cleanly and cleanly cleared the scene. He looked back at Ink Yan and kneeled down again. Without saying anything, he kowtowed three times!

"Xiao Yun thanks Brother-in-law on behalf of Big Brother for not killing me!"

"Thank you brother-in-law for your magnanimity. You have left a pillar of support for my Zhao Family. On behalf of my sisters, I thank my brother-in-law! "

She crossed her arms and looked up at the ceiling. It's all just old stuff, aren't you afraid of losing face?

"Stand up!"

"I still have something I need your help with."

When Zhao Xiaoyun heard these words, she knew that Ink Yan did not care about the previous conflict at all. Otherwise, he wouldn't have opened his mouth and asked for his help, right?

She immediately burst into laughter and shouted, "Brother-in-law, you're so nice! If anything happens in the future, mine will be yours!" With a flash of Ink Flame, Zhao Xiaoyun's hands went through the fence and hugged the prisoner, who hadn't managed to get out in time. They looked at each other across the fence, and the last part of the sentence that didn't leave my mouth was still stuck in my throat.

Half a second later …

Ahhh!

Zhao Xiaoyun was suddenly electrocuted and retreated. He used his hands to dig at his throat as if his life depended on it and began to vomit! He could not understand at all, why did Ink Yan not care about what happened before and accept his good intentions?

Ink Yan stared at Zhao Xiaoyun and reminded him with a fierce expression.

"Speak properly!"

"Don't carry it around. From a man's house. If you don't mind, I still care about my image! "

Immediately, the disgusting feeling disappeared without a trace! Ink Yan's uncomfortable gaze filled his line of sight.

Was he embarrassed? There was hope, there was hope!

For the sake of his family's seven girls who were forever in the market, his big brother, and even the future of the Zhao Family, he had to curry favor with Mo Zilin! Even if he had to completely throw away his face!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyun quickly changed directions and shouted, "Brother-in-law, you're so nice! You pounced on me again!"

He was doing it on purpose. He wanted all the prisoners in the dungeon to know that he had an awesome brother-in-law. That brother-in-law was the most promising son of General Weiwei, Mo Zilin!

However, he was quick, and Mo Yan reacted fast.

He had only raised his leg before easily dodging the attack. In the meantime, he had even stepped on Zhao Xiaoyun beneath his feet. Don't move!

Zhao Xiaoyun froze. He could clearly feel that his brother-in-law's heel was pressed against his spine on the fifth section. It was a weak point that could cause a person's nerves to be paralyzed, causing them to die. He really wanted to cry.

"Sis, brother-in-law …"

"I, I, my sister. No matter what, I'm husband and wife with you all night. Why are you …" So desperately against me?

Following that, a few more words flew down from the top of Ink Yan's head. The meaning of his tone was unclear.

"Who's related to you?"

"Puchi ~ ~ ~"

This time, other than Zhao Xiaoyun, all the other prisoners in the dungeon who heard this couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh!

What do you mean by "hot face to cold butt"?

This was obviously the best example of the only one standing in the hallway right now, Ink Flame Mantra!

The expectation in Zhao Xiaoyun's heart once again plummeted! It was only then that he realized that she didn't really care about his marriage, but she didn't want to talk about this shameful thing! This indirectly meant that he did not want to have any kinship with the Zhao Family!

Because his elder brother's escort was unfavorable, he once caused the death of Mo Zilin's mother, the Mo family!

With this, Zhao Xiaoyun became a defeated rooster. He weakly loosened his limbs and spoke in a dejected manner.

"Brother Zixiu, I've lost." If you have any orders in the future, just tell me to do them. As long as you are happy, you don't have to look into my family's matters. "

Finally, Ink Yan moved her heels and pointed at the thirsty and hungry Maori at the end of the cell, with a contemptuous look on her face that said whoever cares about your Zhao Family's little affair.

"Then give these Maori something to eat and drink. Later, when they've settled in, arrange a place for us. I want to have a good talk with their leader. "