"You vicious woman!"
Upon hearing this.
The young man in purple trembled in body and mind, looked up at Lu Hong, enduring the intense pain, and shouted hysterically.
"To deal with scum like you, I naturally have to use extreme measures."
Lu Hong sneered coldly.
"You stinking 'bitch', just wait, my father won't let you get away with this."
"There won't be a place for you in the second district either!"
The young man in purple shot her a venomous look, then turned and ran towards the door.
"I haven't given the word, and you dare to leave?"
Lu Hong's gaze turned cold, and she stepped horizontally in front of the young man in purple, slapping him across the face.
Slap!
The young man in purple was instantly sent flying, crashing into the nearby coffee table, which shattered with a crunch.
Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and half of his face swelled up, resembling a pig's head.
Clang!
But suddenly.
The door was smashed open.
