Chapter 1862 He Wants to Chop Off Their Claws

Murong Mian was stunned. The scene just now was so fast that he couldn't even blink. He looked again and saw that Ji Mianmian's eyes were tightly closed. She seemed to have fallen into a deep coma.

It seemed as if that moment just now was just something Murong Mian was blinded by, and it didn't exist.

Murong Mian pinched the palm of her hand secretly, it hurt.

His heart slowly fell to the ground. Mianmian was not unconscious. She was awake, which at least meant that the situation in front of them was not the worst for them.

Everything, and a turnaround.

The two tall foreigners lifted Ji Mianmian and were about to walk towards the sofa. Murong Mian said, "Wait a minute."

Mr. Brown's eyebrows were flying: "What, do you want to talk to me? I'm welcome at any time."

Murong Mian's eyes glanced coldly at the two foreigners. If their hands touched his wife, he would chop off those four hooves.

He asked: "I would like to know how you got my wife out."

Brown chuckled: "This doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to do, right?"

Murong Mian still said: "I want to know how you did it?"

Mr. Brown said: "Everyone loves money. All I need to do is bribe a servant in your house and ask her to knock on the door and tell your wife that you are in danger. She will run out on her own without me doing anything." When she runs out, it’s no longer up to her.”

Murong Mian clenched his hands. After all, it was not in China. Here, many times, he was too constrained and it was inconvenient to do many things.

He has only been here for a short time, and he doesn't have much energy or time to manage his own power, which leads to such flaws in his family.

Mr. Brown smiled and said: "What, are you ready to talk to me?"

He was always smiling, and no matter what Murong Mian said, he was not angry at all.

Murong Mian has seen a lot of such scumbags. They have no humanity, and there is no so-called morality. For them, there are only interests and goals.

Murong Mian said slowly: "You don't care about your wife, then I want to know, do you want to care about your daughter?"

While he was on the road, he asked Madam Murong's men to find Jessica and tie her up.

He had hoped that at the critical moment, their two daughters would be pulled out as a shield.

However, Murong Mian didn't have much confidence in her heart right now. It might be useful to threaten Mrs. Jones, but unfortunately... her husband is just a steel plate, so this hand is probably useless.

Sure enough, Mr. Brown didn't care about this at all: "My wife and children are just stones that can be thrown away at any time. Normally, it looks good to wear a beautiful stone, but if there is a major incident, these Everything can be thrown away.”

Murong Mian sneered: "It seems that even if your daughter dies, no one will collect her body."

If she had known that Jessica would be of no use at all, she shouldn't have bothered with it.

Murong Mian looked coldly at Mrs. Jones, who was still writhing in the glass cabinet. She kept scratching, and some snakes were dragged to death by her.

Mr. Brown chuckled and said: "Young man, you have experienced too few things. When you reach my age, you will find that these women are as many as you want. Why should you waste your energy on this one?" Well, as long as you agree to my conditions, you can have as many beauties as you want."