第八百三十五章自己送上门来了(8/8)

                                                                                                                           流莺恨得牙根痒痒的，怒道：“你想怎么样？”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈将她手中的枪抓过来，咔咔几下，将枪卸成了一对零件，丢尽了马桶中，叹声道：“唉，你们女人也太不讲道理了吧？我们在房间中好好的，你们拎着枪进来，还问我们想怎么样？这句话，应该是我问你，才对吧？”
                                                                                                                                                                流莺想起来，可身上有半截墙壁压在了她的身上，她感到肋骨都要断了。别说是起来了，连喘息都费力气。而贾思邈，又脚踩着她的手腕，让她连活动都不能。
                                                                                                                                                                “贾思邈，你不是人，我非杀了你不可。”
                                                                                                                                                                “你怎么杀我？别忘了，你现在是我的手中。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈冲着身后打了个响指，吴阿蒙上来，将半截墙壁给掀翻了，就像是提着小鸡崽儿一样，将流莺给拽了起来，甩手，灌摔在了房间中间。