After quitting the industry, the boss became popular all over the world

640: Strong return

"Why are you holding on to this thing? You don't want to let it go."

"O! Don't go too far."

The middle-aged man took out his weapon and pointed it at the roaring man. "I'm not wrong."

"It's all spread outside now. Tomorrow is the conference. But she hasn't shown up yet."

"Tomorrow, her position will be completely removed. Someone else will soon take over."

"From now on, there will be no such person as Yan Suisui in this Free Continent."

Or smiled proudly, and nodded the man's head with the gun in his hand, as if he was proudly declaring something.

Just when he was getting carried away, a voice came.

"Really?" A gentle female voice sounded from behind.

Just when O hadn't reacted yet.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out, and the bullet went directly through the man's shoulder, and instantly blood jumped out with the bullet casing.

Or looked back in horror.

I saw two women standing at the gate and under the street lamp.

The leading woman was wearing white clothes and black trousers, with clear features, and a pair of sharp eyes that were more like the god of death, making people afraid to look directly at her.

The tear mole is even more dazzling.

Ming Ming stood there and looked at him calmly.

But there was an invisible pressure coming towards him. The air becomes thinner.

Difficulty breathing…

"Yes...yes..." The corner of his mouth opened, but he didn't have the strength to dare to say the third word.

"Master." When the man saw the person coming, he immediately ran towards the door.

After seeing the woman's face clearly and the person behind her. The man almost burst into tears.

He is truly the master of Sui Sui.

She has come back.

I saw the woman stepping on her boots and walking towards O step by step.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed directly at the head of the man on the ground.

Comparing the techniques with Zang O's, they are more fierce and decisive.

This was in response to Ono's actions just now.

"Even if I promise not to come back in ten years, no one can take away what belongs to me."

But after just a few years, those people can no longer sit still. I really feel like I can do it.

"It's just you and the dog owner behind you. I really think I'm so amazing."

O looked at her in horror.

She, she, how did she know.

"You, you...how can you come back?"

He's obviously not dead.

Even if he is not dead, he has lost his memory and has become an ordinary person.

How could it be possible to come back?

Impossible, impossible.

He didn't believe it. It was obvious that the young master took action in this matter himself, so there was no way anything could go wrong.

He struggled to get up. He was going to tell his master that she was back.

She really is back.

That little lunatic from back then is back.

Qiao Qingyan smiled and watched as O covered the wound on his shoulder and stumbled away without stopping him.

"Master, just let him leave like this." The middle-aged man didn't understand why he let him go so easily.

If you let him go, wouldn't it be equivalent to reporting a message to the other party?

"It doesn't matter, just leave. Even if he walks out of here, it doesn't matter."

She just wanted to let those people know that she was back every year.

Her position can't be taken away by those people if they want.

I really thought she left. Can those people take away what belongs to her so easily?

What a joke.

In this world, there was only one thing she didn't want, Qiao Qingyan. No one has yet been able to snatch it from her.

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The middle-aged man broke into an old castle while holding his bleeding wound.

Although it was late at night, several middle-aged men in the castle were planning something.

Each one held a goblet in their hands, as if celebrating victory in advance.

"Hahaha, the eight-year period is finally coming. Tomorrow, this land will change its owner."

"congratulations."

"Happy together."

"It seems that she really can't come back. I heard that she has lost her abilities and memory. Even her supernatural powers have been taken away."

"Haha, it's really ridiculous that people in these small places still dream about immortality."

A few of them looked at each other and began to flatter each other again.

"Congratulations, Mr. Beihai. Thanks to the Beihai family, we have enjoyed peaceful days for so many years."

"Yes, yes. I wish the Beihai family everything they wish for."

"By the way, where is Mr. Beihai? Why haven't I seen him?"

The middle-aged man shrugged. "A plane landed at Zhoubei Airport tonight, and he said he would go take a look."

After all, they don't want anything to happen at this juncture.

Of course, the middle-aged man disagreed. Now the matter is settled.

Is it possible that that little lunatic can come back?

"Hiss, the airport was taken over by Mr. Beihai."

"Haha, those tough guys are still holding on. Nothing happens. After tomorrow, everything won't be up to them."

By then, the entire Beizhou will belong to their Beihai family.

I am also afraid of a small airport and terminal.

While several people were chatting happily, a middle-aged man stumbled in, holding a bleeding wound.

"Master...Master, something happened."

The blood on the middle-aged man's shoulder shocked everyone in the room.

Everyone has not yet come back to their senses.

A flash of silver light flashed.

A long sword suddenly flew straight in from the outside and penetrated directly into the wall behind several people.

The next second there was a "bang" and the wall collapsed.

Several people who were chatting happily in the room just now were startled and fled the scene one after another.

At the door, two figures walked slowly.

"Long time no see. Everyone." A gentle female voice sounded in the middle of the night.

It was like a deadly scythe swinging towards them.

Several people's pupils were slightly startled. He looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him in disbelief.

The injured middle-aged man shrank behind the men in fear.

Fu Jing raised her hand and the sword returned to her hand.

Gently wrap it around your waist.

"Guys, did you forget something when you saw the leader?" Fu Jing reminded indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's knees hurt and they all knelt on the ground.

"Yan Sui Sui! Don't go too far."

"I am the successor of the elders." One of the middle-aged men shouted angrily.

"Ugh..." A long soft sword appeared and pointed at the neck of the yelling middle-aged man.

The coldness hit my forehead. The middle-aged man immediately fell silent.

"Call the leader by his first name. That's disrespectful."

"You want to die?"

Mr. Beihai moved slightly back, trying to avoid the direction of the sword.

But no matter how far he moved back, the sword was only two centimeters away from him.

He could imagine that if he didn't pay attention for a moment, the sword would fall on his neck, leaving a bloody mark.

"Fu... Fu... Master Fu, first..."

The middle-aged man was a little panicked. He had only seen the power of this soft sword just now.

Qiao Qingyan came to the living room and sat on a relatively clean sofa.

"Why, the Xu family didn't notify you."

"I am back."