"You lied! You lied!"

"How could Tang Ruoxue have anything to do with Chen Xiaodiu?"

"How could Tang Ruoxue ask you to kill me in order to get Chen Xiaodiu away?"

"You must be lying, lie!"

"Say, whose person are you?"

As angry, Ye Fan spitted out his right hand, and with a click, he broke a piece of the braided woman's arm.

The braided woman screamed, and the pain was unbearable and she fainted.

The cell phone in her arms also dropped out with a snap.

"Impossible, impossible..."

Ye Fan threw away the wrench and leaned over to pick up the phone, pressing the phone that the braided woman had not made.

The phone was connected, and a haggard but familiar voice came:

"Who?"
Chapter completed!