"Little butterfly, are you not hurt?" Ye Cheng arrived at the door of Mulingdi's house as fast as he could. He didn't see the fainting gangsters. He was eager to care.

"No, I can't be hurt by such dregs whose IQ and force are infinitely close to zero!" Muling butterfly is still in the excitement of knocking out the gangsters.

"I'm relieved you're okay!" Ye Cheng laments that Muling butterfly is really not an ordinary woman. The average woman will be frightened to death when she encounters such a thing, but she is excited to death.

"What about this gangster?" Muling butterfly kicked the gangster and asked.

Ye Cheng bent...