My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

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Everyone was dumbfounded.

Particularly, the man who was stepped on by Lucille. From his point of view, all he could see were her cold and charming eyes. She was beautiful, arrogant, and ethereal.

The man struggled with all his might, but his legs that were being stepped on felt extremely heavy. He couldn't move them at all!

"You idiots! What are you waiting for? Kill her for me!" the man roared.

The rest of the thugs came to their senses. They rolled up their sleeves. and pounced on Lucille. One of them was holding a hammer in his hand. It was a heavy one, and it would deal a huge blow if she got hit. It seemed that they were going to use that hammer to cripple her legs.

Lucille asked indifferently, "Who hired you?"

The man cursed, "It's time for you to die, you b*tch! I won't tell you!"

"It doesn't matter. You will tell me," she replied.

The corner of her mouth twitched. At that time, the other thugs had already rushed in front of her. The force from the hammer caused a breeze that brushed past her hair.

There were fierce looks in the thugs' eyes.

slapped the man in front of her. She didn't forget to scold him. "Don't you have any self-awareness? Are you trying to get yourself killed faster by

was hanging upside

him a half-smile. "That's a pretty eye-catching

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few words, she dealt a

seemed to be fierce. Full of

long knives.

They surrounded Lucille.

was indifferent. She did not

behind them in a lush jungle on

long time before they found such an excellent spot to watch the action. Besides, there was a distance between them, so they didn't have to worry about

was extremely excited. Looking at the sharp knives in those thugs' hands, the hatred in her eyes gradually

had finally

so excited that she clenched her fist

of thugs pounced on

turned chaotic. Occasionally, screams

was going on more clearly,

nose and turned her head. She was met with the sight of a

fangs and a sturdy body. Its breath was fanning out

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