Then, he jumped up: "Hit, hit -" Jia Qilin punched Dong Qianli's abdomen more than a dozen times.

Every punch is powerful and heavy, and every punch hits the vital point.

In a series of punches, Dong Qianli's body shook and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother--" Dong Shuangshuang screamed when he saw this, and rushed forward to pull Jia Qilin away.

Jia Qilin sent Dong Shuangshuang flying with a left hook.

Dong Shuangshuang screamed and hit the sofa, his face full of pain.

Dong Qianli roared: "Don't hit my sister, come to me, come to me..." "Satisfy you!"

Jia Qilin punched Dong Qianli more than a dozen times.

This time, I also bombarded the iron nail position.

The fist fell, and the iron nail sank in a little further, causing Dong Qianli to feel severe pain.

"Don't hit my brother, don't hit my brother!"

Dong Shuangshuang rushed over and hugged Jia Qilin's thigh: "Master Jia, don't hit my brother, let him go, let him go."

"As long as you don't hit my brother, I can do anything you ask me to do."

Dong Shuangshuang burst into tears: "Stop hitting him..." "I'm just waiting for your words."

Jia Qilin smiled proudly, stopped his punch, and then kicked Dong Shuangshuang away.

He took off his gloves and walked back to the sofa.

He poured a glass of red wine, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and smiled at Dong Shuangshuang: "If you don't want your brother to die, take off your clothes and crawl over here."
Chapter completed!