The dean puffed up his chest proudly, and a triumphant smile appeared on his round face: "You are really powerful in Haicheng, but here, it is my world." ”

Ning Mo'an looked at his posture and felt very speechless.

It seems that the dean in front of him is really paranoid.

Surely he thinks of the sanatorium as his own kingdom, and he is the king of it.

The dean smiled cruelly: "I'll give you three seconds, you think about it, whether your grandmother and your subordinates are dead or alive are in your hands." ”

Like a proud leader, he pronounced a death sentence or a suspended sentence.

Ning Mo'an wanted to know who gave him the courage to dare to point fingers in front of Qian Cheng.

He knew that the wind and rain experienced by Qian Cheng were far several times that of him.

Qian Cheng looked at his invincible appearance, and a cold smile flashed in his dark eyes.

He walked in front of the dean with his slender legs, and his thin lips lightly opened: "I choose you to die!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Cheng directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the dean's arm.

He pressed the dean directly against the wall with a lightning speed, held his neck with his big hand, and said in a cold voice: "Shout in front of me, you are also worthy!"

Qian Cheng snorted coldly, and his palm gradually tightened.

The dean didn't expect that Qian Cheng's skills would be so powerful.

He was defenseless and was directly controlled by Qian Cheng.

The dean's eyes widened in horror, fully aware of what he had done wrong.

He shouldn't underestimate Qian Cheng, how can he be an idle person if he can get to such a high position in Haicheng.

The dean's throat was tightly restrained by Qian Cheng's big hand, and as he moved, the dean felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

The originally fair face gradually turned red, and the air in the chest cavity became less and less.

The dean struggled hard, trying to get rid of the shackles of Qian Cheng: "Let go...... Let go of me!"

His voice was hoarse, and his voice trembled.

The dean was really scared, he raised his head, and looked at Qian Cheng's bloodthirsty eyes coldly, almost kneeling on the ground.

He felt that Qian Cheng at this time was like a demon crawling out of hell, exuding evil aura all over his body.

The dean didn't dare to do it anymore, he cried in a low voice: "Mr. Qian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please spare me, I don't dare anymore. As long as you can spare my life, I don't want anything, I beg you. ”

He wailed, begging humbly.

As if he hadn't heard, Qian Cheng's big hand kept tightening.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The dean's breathing gradually became rapid, his mind went blank, and he couldn't help but start thinking nonsense.

He was so frightened that he passed out directly.

Qian Cheng looked at the frightened man in his hand, and threw him on the ground speechlessly: "Waste!"

His thin lips were lightly opened, and his tone was full of disdain.

Even if you dare to provoke him with this little guts, you really don't know whether you live or die.

Qian Cheng took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands, his face full of disgust.

Naturally, he won't ask for anything that gets dirty.

A good handkerchief was thrown into the trash.

Qian Cheng walked slowly in front of Ning Mo'an and said in a low voice: "Go back." ”

Now that they were finally not stopped, a faint smile appeared on Ning Mo'an's face.

"Okay. ”

Ning Mo'an obediently followed behind him.