Jealous Xiao Mo (3)

Recalling the previous matter, Yan Ke gnashed her teeth in hatred, wishing she could dismember this man before her.

"B*tch, you dared to hit me?!" the handsome man shouted in rage. "Men, arrest this b*tch. I'll bring her back to be punished!"

Having heard his words, two elders behind him went up and attacked Yan Ke.

The expression of Fu Jin and others changed and they hastily wanted to stop them. However, they were still too late and after they reached Yan Ke's side, the two elders had successfully grabbed Yan Ke.

"Su Luochen, you son of a b*tch! I would rather die than land in your hands!" After saying this, Yan Ke raised her hand and ruthlessly aimed a palm toward her head.

"Junior Sister, no!" Fu Jin's legs turned wobbly from fright as he anxiously cried out.

Yan Ke's palm nearly landed on her head but was tightly grabbed by an elder's hand.