After the divorce, the aloof female CEO regretted it

Seeing this, Kong Gu and Youlan were instantly furious.

Just when he was about to take action again, Zhao Hongying raised his hand to stop him.

"You are no match for him, let me do it."

She stood up slowly, her cold eyes scanning the crowd one by one.

The group of people who had been laughing and joking just now shivered inexplicably, and their voices suddenly became quieter.

Somehow, they actually had the illusion that they were being targeted by the God of Death.

"Oh? I didn't expect to see such top quality things here. I'm really lucky today."

After seeing Zhao Hongying's face, the man in white couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth raised an evil smile.

"You seem to look down on women?"

Zhao Hongying's face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in her eyes: "I will give you a chance now. If you can survive three attacks in my hands, I will spare your life."

"Spare us?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"I'm talking about beauty, haven't you figured out the situation yet? Now, you are the turtle in the jar!"

"She looks beautiful, but there's something wrong with her brain."

"Beauty, if I block your three moves, will you marry me?"

The man in white smiled jokingly, obviously not taking it seriously.

"it is good."

Zhao Hongying nodded.

With a wave of one hand, a teacup on the table suddenly flew out and shot toward the man in white.

"That's it?"

The man in white smiled and moved his palm towards the tea cup.

"boom!"

Just heard a bang.

The teacup exploded and tea splashed everywhere.

At the moment of contact, the man in white felt as if he had been hit by a train and was ejected more than ten meters away.

Then there was a "boom" and he hit the wall hard, vomiting blood.

"what?!"

The sudden scene shocked everyone.

No one expected that the senior brother, who was so majestic and unstoppable just now, would be knocked away by a teacup.

"How can it be?!"

Looking at the man in white vomiting blood, Fan Jian was frightened.

That was his father's most proud disciple, the senior brother of the Yin Yang Sect, a strong man on the heavenly list!

Such a being was actually beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Isn't that too exaggerated?

"You... what did you do just now?!"

The man in white was panting, his face full of shock.

He couldn't accept that the other party defeated him with just a teacup. There must be something weird in it.

"Two more moves."

Zhao Hongying's face was expressionless, and her eyes were terrifyingly cold, as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Quick! Let's go together!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in white shouted.

"Catch her!"

After being stunned for a moment, the Yin Yang Sect disciples immediately swarmed forward, trying to make up for the gap with their numbers.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Hongying's body flashed and turned into a red afterimage, quickly moving through the crowd.

Wherever it passed, people fell on their backs and screamed repeatedly.

In just two breaths, all the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect fell to the ground.

The hands and feet were severed, and there was a lot of mourning.

Fan Jian, who was hiding behind, was so frightened that he stood on the spot and completely lost his voice.

"You men are nothing more than that."

Zhao Hongying looked condescendingly, her eyes cold and aloof.

"stop!"

At this time, a loud shout suddenly sounded from behind.

Zhao Hongying looked back, and her murderous intent suddenly surged.

I saw a man in white standing beside Lu Chen at some point.

He grabbed his throat with three fingers, as if he was about to kill him.