Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Who asked you to come? Mr. Gong asked coldly. Although most of the people here are the second generation of rich people, unlike him and Mr. Ji who are the heads of the family, compared with the rich, let alone those rich families, even Mr. Ji was richer than him, but after this man took the list and named the top three rich people, he pointed at him directly. If he wanted to say that there was no problem, he wrote the word 宫 backwards.

Who do you care who asked me to come here? Who are you? Let me see, you are fifty years old, and you have a sinister look but pretend to be aloof. At first glance, it is synonymous with wretchedness. Hey, isn't this about you? Well? After the man finished reading, he looked up at Mr. Gong, waved his long knife and said: Come here quickly! Don't wait! Or I'll chop him!

Speak carefully if you have something to say. I just want money. Don't hurt the peace. Liang Jiarong walked out of the crowd with a forced smile on his face and said, My surname is Liang. I don't know if it's the one you mentioned. Do you have any introduction that you can read to me?

Let me see, oh, a handsome man with the style of a British aristocrat! A good man worth marrying. If there is a woman next to you and ask her who she wants to marry the most, that would be it. After the man finished reading, he looked Liang Jiarong up and down. Fan, his face was covered with black cloth so his expression could not be seen.

But everyone in the hall felt that he looked envious and jealous!

Liang Jiarong's face turned red and he said, I would be embarrassed if you compliment me like that.

You still have to be stupid! The man dragged him and threw him together with Young Master Fang, saying, You are just a valuable pig now!

*

Chu Nan protected Zhong Chufei tightly behind him, and the golden knife in his sleeve had quietly fallen into his hand. After his eyes wandered around the gangsters, he looked at the group of men who were protecting Ling Qingyu in the middle.

After the two waiters came in via the food delivery truck, they took out their submachine guns. The VIP room was small, and if they were allowed to shoot, the consequences would be disastrous. At that time, he and the men were far away from each other, and he was just about to make a move. Then Lin Ziyu pointed her gun at Mr. Gong and stood up, threatening to push the crowd aside.

Seeing that Yan San and the others had stopped attacking and retreated, he also retreated.

If it's just robbery and the other party wants money rather than life, as long as they don't take action, the other party won't shoot, then just wait for them to take the money and leave. As long as they leave here and keep the people they want to protect away from danger, then the money, It’s easy to snatch it back (Brother Chu, that’s Young Master Fang and Yan San’s money, not yours)

I'm afraid a few of them thought the same way, so when the woman and her group came in, they didn't let them do anything. It was clear that they could break the necks of the three people at any time.

*

Since they wanted to watch a good show, he might as well watch it again, as long as it didn't hurt the people behind him, it would be good to just use it as a condiment in his free time.

But... there are actually kidnappers...

And the robbers used guns, the kidnappers used knives...

*

Mr. Gong's mind was racing, thinking about who might have leaked this list. Although Master He was responsible for this auction, the actual operator was Mr. Ji. However, it was impossible for Mr. Ji to do it. This was obviously a way to vent his anger. thing, then who?

As long as money is more important than life, there is no such kind person among his enemies in this world.

*

That you! Mr. Gong, right? If you don't obey, I can kill you! The man took a step closer, waving his long knife, and shouted loudly.

With a click, the gun in Lin Ziyu's hand turned around, pointed at the man, and said with a chuckle: Brother, give me some face, Mr. Gong, can you just forget it?

How can this be done! As soon as the man shouted, he was frightened by the look on Lin Ziyu's face that said If you don't give me face, you will die. He murmured and backed away.

Okay, Mr. Gong! You actually colluded with outsiders to steal my money! Young Master Fang yelled.

*

Mr. Gong looked at Lin Ziyu with murderous intent in his eyes, but Lin Ziyu didn't act like normal. She smiled charmingly at him and said, I'll repay you for the kindness I've shown you in loving care of these past three months.

The delicate waves of water swirled around Ling Qingyu and Zhong Chufei, who were closely guarded by the man behind them, and a chill flashed across Lin Ziyu's lips.

The person who was willing to protect her with his life is no longer there...

So, nothing matters anymore, as long as I can get revenge, nothing matters...

*

Boom! A loud noise came from outside, and the sound waves shook the thick door of the casino. The kidnappers and hostages in front of the door staggered, and even the floor seemed to be shaking.

Zhao Yinfeng pressed Ling Qingyu's head and held her tightly in his arms, covering her tightly with his burly body.

*

Who is this! What are you doing! The man who kidnapped him just yelled, when suddenly a charming smiling face appeared in front of his eyes. A pair of peach coins with watery eyes blinked at him, and he opened his mouth and blinked. I blinked my eyes, and then my hands felt empty.

The knife in his hand has already reached the opponent's hand.

*

Dong Er Shao kept raising his head and his neck was already sore. When the loud noise came, he was trying to secretly turn the direction of his neck to relieve the pain. When the shock wave came, the man behind him staggered. The bright blade cut directly towards his neck.

Second Young Master Dong looked at the cold light and his mind went blank.

*

He could already feel the burning heat after the cold on his neck, but the blade stopped between two fingers. Dong Ershao's eyes rolled around, and he first saw the disbelief in the eyes of the kidnapper holding him hostage behind the black mask. , then turned around and saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

There was a familiar mockery and disdain in his eyes, and then a little smile added.

Then the eyes blinked, and Er Shao Dong felt a sharp pain in his knees, as if he had been kicked. Before he could cry out in pain, the blade on his neck was withdrawn, and he knelt softly on his legs. When he fell, an elbow swung directly over his head.

The kidnapper behind him was punched out, hit the door and bounced back.

*

The kidnapper who was holding a knife to Liang Jiarong and Young Master Fang was probably nervous. The knife in his hand kept shaking, making Liang Jiarong's eyelids twitching as he stared at the man who was far away from him, as if he was about to scratch him once or twice at any time. The blade,.

When the loud noise sounded, Liang Jiarong instinctively stepped back, staying away from the blade that was shaking more violently. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang next to him jumped in surprise and knocked him directly into the blade.

The eyes of Liang Jiarong and the kidnapper were both widened, and their pupils reflected the panic and frightened face of the other person.

Damn it! This death was so unjust!