The woman's smile makes people shudder.

This will Zhan Minglei felt a gust of wind on his back, and when Rong Sheng pinched his neck and loosened it slightly, he subconsciously stepped back, "You, what are you doing?"

He looked warily at the woman in front of him, and then at the man behind her, not understanding what the woman was laughing at.

In his sight, Zhan Nanting's subordinates were walking towards the door.

Zhan Minglei was excited, and when he was planning something, Rong Shang's cold and cold voice had already come.

"Don't look for it, the spirit bead is on him."

In an instant, the crowd that walked to the door stopped, Zhan Minglei sighed in his heart, and the next second he was already looking at Zhan Nanting's evil spirit.

His face changed suddenly, and Zhan Minglei shouted, "You are talking nonsense"

Zhan Minglei struggled, which would cause him to swing his fist and smash it down on Rong Shang's body, but somehow, no matter how he punched, the woman could always dodge it so skillfully.

"Okay, you stinky bitch, you're fucking here to smash Lao Tzu's field."

Using all his anger to cover the weakness in his heart, Zhan Minglei glanced at his subordinates beside him, and then he said angrily, "What are you still doing standing stupidly, don't you save Lao Tzu quickly." ”

The neck has been pinched for a long time, and the voice will gradually become hoarse and weak.

Han San also wanted to save him, but this woman was pinching Zhan Minglei's neck like this, and he couldn't do it.

There was no way, Han San could only quietly take out the pistol from his waist.

Who knows, a "bang" sounded coming.

Before the pistol could be grasped, a bullet suddenly entered his arm.

It hurts, Han San let out a "whoop", and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Holding his bleeding arm, Han San gritted his teeth and raised his head, and on the other side, the noble and elegant man just glanced at him faintly.

It's Zhan Nanting.

Han San pursed his lips and lowered his eyes with some fear.

In a short time, the low, magnetic voice of the man in front of him was already ringing.

"Cheng Qi, search his body."

"Yes"

Cheng Qi was ordered to step forward, Rong Sheng let go of Zhan Minglei, and as soon as she stepped back, Zhan Nanting's pistol had already pressed against Zhan Minglei's head.

Well, just in case.

Now they are all dead left and right.

Zhan Minglei gritted his teeth, he let Cheng Qi's hand search his clothes on the surface, and he had already scolded Rong Sheng thousands of times in his heart.

Depend on.

He's got the devil in the spot.

No matter what he thinks or does, this woman can always see through it at a glance.

Beside him, Han San trembled in pain, and Zhan Minglei listened to his gasp, and the hand placed on his side clenched tightly into a fist.

In a moment, the spirit bead hidden in Zhan Minglei's body was searched out by Cheng Qi.

When Cheng Qi carefully took out the spirit bead and handed it to Zhan Nanting, the fiery red light was reflected in Rong Shang's pupils.

His expression was stunned, and Rong Xiang's sharp gaze fell on the spirit bead, and his tender eyebrows suddenly twisted.

What's going on, isn't this the blood spirit bead of Minghua Cave

Strange, how could this thing be here.

When the spirit bead was in hand, there was Zhan Minglei as a hostage on hand, but in ten minutes, the people on Zhan Nanting's side successfully retreated from the Dark City.

This time the plan fell through, Zhan Minglei was repeatedly kneaded as a soft persimmon, and most importantly, the woman also snatched Zhan Nanting's pistol and shot him in the arm when she escaped.

This resentment was difficult to swallow, and Zhan Minglei was furious, when Zhan Nanting took his men into the car and prepared to leave.

Without saying a word, he snatched the gun from his men's hands and ran out of the convenient passage.