Hans never dreamed that Diana would really admit this punk is her boyfriend.
"Damn, damn!"
At this moment, Hans's eyes were filled with intense murderous intent.
In his heart, Diana was his goddess.
But at this instant, the tall image of the goddess collapsed with a crash.
Diana's perfect image vanished instantly, a slut, pretending to be aloof and pure in front of me, secretly sleeping with this little thug.
At this moment, Hans's eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted with rage.
Lin Chen, in appearance or in demeanor, couldn't compare to him at all.
"Fighting over a woman with me, kid, I'm going to kill you." Hans's eyes flashed sinisterly.
The killing intent on Hans had long been noticed by Lin Chen.
Lin Chen looked at him playfully and taunted with a smile: "What, you want to bite me, come on, I'm specialized in dealing with mad dogs."
Seeing the cocky expression on Lin Chen's face, Hans couldn't stand it anymore.
"Kid, you brought this on yourself."
