Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily Chapter 89

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Chapter 89: Why are you always so impatient?

Translator: 549690339

Mother Wen and Wen Cheng’s faces turned pale with fear, their eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

Wen Muchu’s eyes were red and his body was emitting a cold aura. He jumped up and rushed in front of the man. He clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the man’s nose.

“You’re looking for death, Zhenzhen.”

Wen Muchu’s attacks were ruthless and accurate, and his movents were fast and clean.

He didn’t give the n a chance to react at all. He punched the man a few tis, and the tall man couldn’t get up.

Wen Cheng’s eyes brightened as she called out in joy.

“GE! GE! GE!”

Mother Wen’s eyes were filled with worry as she whispered, ” “Ahchu, be careful!”

wen muchu turned back to look at them and nodded slightly. he then turned around and waved his fist at the other two n.

The two n imdiately reacted and rushed forward to fight with Wen Muchu.

however, wen muchu’s movents were swift and his attacks were ruthless and accurate. they were obviously not his match.

In just a few hits, the three n who had been clamoring earlier were all beaten to the ground by Wen Muchu. They clutched their wounds and rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.

Wen Muchu clenched his fist, raised his leg and stomped on the blonde man’s face.

“Do you still want reputation and emotional damage?”

The man was seeing stars and his face was swollen. He looked at Wen Muchu who was looking down at him and was so scared that his soul almost scattered.

However, how could he be willing to return empty-handed? so, he bared his teeth and roared in a trembling voice.

“Yingluo, are you trying to kill ? This family, the woman is selling fake goods while the man is killing people. There’s no justice and no law.”

The other two n were wailing and wailing. They were the ones who were the most satisfied when they acted like scoundrels.

“My legs are broken, hehe.”

“My stomach hurts. Soone co, soone’s going to die, Yingluo.”

Mother Wen was furious. She gritted her teeth and scolded, ” “You Yingluo, you Rascals, you’re too much, Yingluo!”

“I’m too much? You’re the one who sold fake goods. This is illegal. I’ll call the police and send soone to arrest you. And now that your son almost beat us to death, you and your son can both wait to go to jail.” The yellow-haired man’s voice trembled as he shouted.

Mother Wen was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her legs turned soft and she was about to fall to the ground.

Wen Cheng sobbed and quickly held her mother. “Mother!”

Wen Muchu’s face darkened and he lifted his leg to kick the yellow-haired man’s face.

Lan Xiao’s eyebrows twitched as she quickly stepped forward to stop him.

“Senior Wen, wait a minute, Zhenzhen.”

Wen Muchu’s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at her limping over. His eyes were filled with anger as he chided her in a low voice, ” “Don’t move, Yingluo.”

The basketball court officer was so frightened by his roar that his body trembled. He imdiately stopped in place and did not dare to move.

However, she did not know what she had stepped on and she staggered. If Wen Muchu had not quickly walked over to support her, she would have fallen flat on her face.

“Why are you always so impatient?” Wen Muchu’s eyes were brewing with anger as he stared at her and rebuked.

Lan Jing touched her nose and laughed a little guiltily. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of an object that had almost tripped her.

This thing was strange, like a copper furnace. It was about 7 cm tall, 13 cm long, and 7 cm wide.

He picked up the basket doubtfully and flipped through it. It felt heavy in his hands.

“What is this?”