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

Chapter 1181 Winner and loser (3)

With a calm pace and the confidence that everything is under control, a pair of eyes that are as sharp as black diamonds are mysterious and terrifying.

Dongfang Yu raised his eyes, stared at her back in pain, and closed his eyes in pain...

Dongfang Kexin who was next to him seemed to have realized it only at this moment, his gloomy face was like a sky covered with dark clouds, and tears fell like rain from the bottom of his beautiful eyes.

Weeping and asked: "Big brother, second brother... did something happen to him?"

Dongfang Yu's heart was like a thousand arrows piercing through it, the pain was indescribable, his throat was so choked up that he couldn't say a word, he could only nod his head, letting the tears keep falling to the ground.

"Woooooo...Second Brother..." Dongfang Kexin's whole body was shaking like a sieve, and tears rolled down like a river breaking its embankment.

Her cries, sobbing like mosquitoes, were swallowed up in painful wailing...

Looking at Jian Junxi's back, hatred is like a vine, instantly taking root in her heart and growing rapidly.

Enduring the pain, he took out a palm-sized miniature pistol from his chest, and aimed it at the back of Jian Junxi's head...

However, before she came to shoot, a white light suddenly flashed outside the window.

Jian Junxi turned around blankly like a ghost, the sniper at the window received the order and pulled the trigger...

"Bang... bang..." One shot at each person, right in the heart.

The two of them are like Ouyang Jingru, with resentment and unwillingness in their unrepentant eyes...

For a moment, the chilling atmosphere was creepy and suffocatingly cold...

Except for those who fainted from the pain, those who were still awake did not even dare to breathe, and swallowed all the pain in their stomachs.

Jian Junxi stared at the two siblings on the ground indifferently, and turned around mercilessly.

It was as if their deaths had nothing to do with her, and every step she took carried the death breath from hell.

"Xiaoyu, Kexin...ah...Jian Junxi...you bastard..." Nangong Rui, who heard the gunshot, turned his head enduring the pain.

Seeing Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Kexin on the ground, he broke down and cried again because he didn't know how to explain to his wife Dongfang Yao.

Although he has no intention of power, but as the third young master of the Nangong family, he can't even protect his wife's family. He has never felt that he is such a waste.

At this moment, it seems that only crying can express his grief and regret.

Jian Junxi didn't seem to hear Nangong Rui's insults, his cold eyes remained unmoved, and he returned to the center of the stage again.

The cold handsome face is like a king in the dark night, carrying a sacred and inviolable authority, making people dare not look at each other, let alone provoke him.

The huge room was as silent as death, and it was so cold that it was suffocating...

"Jian Junxi...you...don't want to die...if you have the ability...you kill me...otherwise...I will definitely not let you go..."

Nangong Rui's intermittent sobs, at this quiet moment, were extraordinarily loud, making everyone who heard them hold their breath in fright...

Jian Junxi's ice-cold face has no trace of humanity, everything in his body is full of Zhang Xianjun's arrogance, his contemptuous lips move slightly: "Stun, drag me out!"

"Yes, master!" Abu immediately stepped forward and knocked him out with a palm.

He carried Nangong Rui out on his shoulders, and the brisk steps surprised everyone again...

Jian Junxi lowered his eyes and stared at Nangong Windsor on the ground. His dark eyes were slightly hollow. After he glanced at the unrepentant Xia Zhichu, that little bit of complexity disappeared instantly...

"Brother Xi..." Ouyang Yi murmured in pain, as if he was going to die soon, the pain after burst of pain made him indescribable...

(End of this chapter)