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

Chapter 1662 Get the hell out of here!

"Yes, Xiaojing, your mother is right, we don't listen to anything we tell her, you..." Nangong Rui hadn't finished speaking.

Nangong Jing's gaze shot at him like a wind knife and frost sword, which made him feel a chill hit the bottom of his heart.

He asked in a trembling voice, "What... what's wrong? Xiao Jing, why do you look at Uncle San like this?"

Nangong Jing narrowed her eyes dangerously as if penetrating into the ice of ten thousand years, and approached him step by step, her thin lips moved slightly: "You... say...?"

Nangong Rui froze, his black eyes were full of astonishment and confusion.

When he saw the murderous intent in Nangong Jing's eyes, Jiang Heng was startled and immediately stopped between the two of them.

Shen Sheng persuaded: "Master, please be more rational, we haven't investigated this matter clearly, maybe it's a misunderstanding?"

Nangong Jing's tightly clenched fists made a creaking sound, as if she was going to kill Nangong Rui in the next second, which made Nangong Yan startled.

Suddenly grabbed Nangong Jing's arm, and said angrily: "Gong Jing, what are you doing? He is your third uncle!"

"Third Uncle? Heh..." Nangong Jing suddenly sneered.

When everyone still didn't understand why, he suddenly shook off Nan Gongyan and pushed Jiang Heng away.

He grabbed Nangong Rui's neck directly, his big hands were like iron tongs, he didn't use the most force, only more force.

Nangong Rui had no power to fight back at all, his face was flushed red, his widened pupils were full of horror, and he seemed to want to ask why?
The strangled throat made him unable to speak a word, and it was difficult to breathe...

"Xiao Jing, let go of your third uncle, if you try harder, he will be strangled to death by you, woo woo woo..."

Dongfang Yao cried desperately at the side, looking at Nangong Jing who was full of evil spirits, she didn't dare to get close.

"Nangong Jing, you are crazy, let go, he is your third uncle, let go!" Seeing this, Nangong Yan turned pale with fright, grabbed his hand and began to break it.

Nangong Jing grabbed his collar with the other hand, slammed it violently, and roared angrily: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Jing'er..." Ouyang Jingru looked at Nangong Jing, who was out of control like a wild beast, and burst into tears, not knowing what to do for a while?

Nan Gongyan was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by him, looking at him in disbelief.

Jiang Heng strode to help him up, and said with guilt on his face: "Eldest Young Master, don't take it to heart, the Young Master is angry now..."

Nan Gongyan turned his head and asked suspiciously: "What happened?"

"Uh...uh..." Nangong Rui almost died of breath.

"Little Jing, let go quickly! Huh, huh..." Dongfang Yao cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.

I don't know where the courage came from, and suddenly snatched the pistol from a bodyguard, and shouted with trembling hands: "Xiao Jing, don't force me, let go of your third uncle!"

"No!" Ouyang Jingru shouted in fright.

For a moment, everyone looked at them in horror, completely unable to understand what happened, making Nangong Jing so angry that she lost all her sanity.

Especially Il and Ian, never thought that Nangong Jing could be so cruel as to kill her own blood relatives!
The cold wind coiled around their bodies like a cold snake, carrying a biting coldness, making their bodies tremble continuously. At this moment, it was hard to say whether they were frightened or cold.

The atmosphere of killing at the scene became more and more intense, and there was a dead silence.

"Xiao Jing, if you don't let go, I'll shoot!" Dongfang Yao loaded the gun in the cold wind.

These words did not seem to pose any threat to Nangong Jing.

Seeing that Nangong Rui was about to suffocate, the anger in his eyes not only didn't fade away, but also became more and more intense.

(End of this chapter)