Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1144 You better not take respect for fear!
"Dad, I don't worry. Uncle Shan must be by your side. Who knows if he will bite Lu Dongbin?" Nangong Rui sarcastically pointed at Jian Junxi.

One can imagine how much he hates Jian Junxi in his heart...

"Shut up..." Nangong Runzhi snapped, his face was full of anger, and he couldn't help coughing again.

Jian Junxi's dark complexion was like February snow suddenly fell on a June day, as if he didn't see or hear anything
Pushing Nangong Runzhi out the door, she didn't know what Nangong Runzhi was going to talk to her about, instead of being there, she wanted to come out to breathe.

Besides, she also really wanted to know what Nangong Runzhi was trying to sell...

The neon lights at the door were colorful and flickering. Jian Junxi pushed him through the forest path, especially like a grandson pushing his grandfather for a walk.

The two servants followed from a distance, the night was silent, no one spoke...

At the end of the small courtyard was an antique pavilion with carved beams and painted columns. Jian Junxi looked around but didn't find the camera, so he slowly pushed him in.

"Old Nangong...Grandpa Nangong, are you feeling better?" Jian Junxi changed his words in time.

Squinting her eyes and looking around, the empty gazebo was surrounded by small bamboos, and the dim light still allowed her to see the black shadow hiding behind.

"Hehe...it's much better, sit down..." Nangong Runzhi said with a smile, pointing to the stone bench next to him.

"Okay..." Jian Junxi twitched his brows slightly, and sat down calmly.

"Junxi, actually...I mainly want to talk to you about Windsor today..." Nangong Runzhi looked at Jian Junxi and said helplessly.

I don't know when there was an extra pen in my hand, and I wrote something in the palm of my hand.

Jian Junxi's eyes flickered slightly, his voice was filled with chill, and he said coldly: "I remember I explained this to you..."

"Yes, but this child, Windsor, is very arrogant, and you have gotten very close to Gong Jing recently, I don't know if you are really..."

Before Nangong Runzhi finished speaking, Jian Junxi suddenly stood up like the wind and sand, and said angrily: "Old Mr. Nangong, you'd better not take respect as fear!"

Nangong Runzhi was stunned by her yelling, his thick eyebrows frowned, and he said hoarsely: "Junxi, I don't intend to threaten or provoke, but she likes you very much, Windsor, can you reconsider?"

Nangong Runzhi raised his palms, "Get rid of the servant and talk alone."

Jian Junxi lowered his eyes, gave him a meaningful look, and said coldly: "I'm very sorry, I don't have feelings for her!"

After she finished speaking, she pretended to be angry and left. Nangong Runzhi pressed the forward button of the wheelchair to catch up, and said in a stiff tone, "Junxi, can you stop being so excited?"

"Old Mr. Nangong, marriage is a major event in a lifetime. I have no way to marry a girl I don't like."

Jian Junxi said angrily, with the wind blowing under his feet, with the chill that dispelled all the heat, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

"Junxi, you are a smart person. With your current strength, you are still not my opponent..." Nangong Runzhi coughed desperately with a bit of anger in his voice.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his lips, a mass of blood stains suddenly appeared on the handkerchief, he immediately clutched the handkerchief tightly, and Jian Junxi could still see the blood stains overflowing from the corner of his lips.

"What if I don't talk about it?" Jian Junxi's face was darker than the night, and the chilling atmosphere was suffocating.

"You can't get out of the Feng family's gate!" Nangong Runzhi's bloodshot eyes gradually revealed a ruthless look, and he carried the aura of a monarch all over his body.

Even though he is over half a century old, sitting in a wheelchair, he can still feel a strong deterrent force.

(End of this chapter)