Chapter 4 Clean Up

It was very noisy, An Xia didn't like listening to it, so she simply pressed Song Yanyan's face to the ground, until her facial features almost turned into mirrors.

The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he responded to Mother Song lightly, "People, I won't let it go. Anjia, you can clean up."

An family's disaster is imminent, what to do with her.

Xiao Anxia's greatest wish: when she grows up, she will destroy Anjia.

Then, whatever she wants and thinks, she will do it for her one by one.

The An family, the Song family, and the filthy, disgusting, and inferior viewers in the live broadcast room, don't even try to escape.

When Mother Song heard the words, she was stunned after seeing the wind and waves, and then she sneered, "Innocent, the An family is gone, and you are gone too."

Innocent?

It was this Madam Song who was naive.

"Wrong, the An family is gone, and I'm still here. I can tell you that the Song family will also be finished."

An Xia answered calmly, blocking Mother Song until she sneered. "What a big tone! Just because you are a little yellow-haired girl, you want to play the Song family? Miss An, you are a dog given to my family by the An family. Do you know what happens when a dog bites its owner?"

Mother Song is still very calm at the moment.

She was certain that a yellow-haired girl who was regarded as an abandoned child by her family would not pose a threat to herself, and she was even more certain that it would be an easy task for her to clean up a little girl.

He raised his hand slightly, and brought several bodyguards forward. They were tall, strong, and aggressive. They seemed to be able to beat An Xia to a pulp in minutes.

"Go, you rescue Miss An and teach this Miss An a lesson, so that she knows that if the dog is disobedient, it will only be beaten to death by the owner."

This is not to take An Xia seriously, and to despise An Xia at heart.

Song Yanyan was arrogant again at this moment, "Bitch, be afraid, haha...ah...uh..."

An Xia, who had a cold face, directly unloaded her chin.

slap?

The flesh is slightly injured, and I disdain to do it.

She was in the special operations camp, and the lightest punishment was to remove her arms and legs.

Mother Song's face was too dark to be seen.

Good, good, very good!

In front of her, she dared to hit her precious daughter, and she didn't take the Song family seriously!

Even a yellow-haired girl dares to run wild on their Song family's head. If she doesn't clean up, it will spread out in the future. What's the face of the Song family!

Tonight, let her kneel in front of her and her daughter and beg for mercy.

Song Yanyan was so pained that she couldn't speak, she slurred for help, "Mom, mom, save me, I'm going to be beaten to death, woo woo..."

save?

Don't save it, this scum is dead and clean.

An Xia smiled lightly. In her eyes, there was only the evil that crawled out of the dead. She held Song Yanyan's head with both hands, and prepared to break Song Yanyan's neck directly in front of Song's mother.

"bang"

Several flying knives flew past An Xia's ears. They were sharp and dangerous. They were the thin knives that An Xia used to play with.

Mother Song said gloomily and ruthlessly, "Miss An, you try to move my daughter again? Let's see if you are faster, or the flying knife in my bodyguard's hand is faster!"

There are flying knives.

So what?

An Xia smiled lightly, and in her eyes, there was only a savage crawling out of the pile of dead people, "Then, try it!!"

Song Yanyan fully understood that she was doomed, panicked, afraid, like falling snow, burying her, her wide eyes bulging, and she cried out in pain, "Mom, help..."

"Crack..." The chilling sound of smashing cervical vertebrae was lost in a second. Song Yanyan, who had never been able to kill others for fun, stared at those horrified eyes and entrusted her life to An Xia. hand.

She never thought that one day, she would be killed.