The delicate hand was cold and cold, with the cold temperature of the snake clan.

"My patience is limited."

Yuan Jing elegantly and indifferently tightened his right palm.

The powerful force strangled the fake Yan Tao's neck, blocking the passage of his breathing.

Unable to breathe, the fake Yan Tao's handsome and demon-like face suddenly turned red.

Those eyes were full of horror.

Just a moment, a face,

He couldn't even beat this Yuan Jing's move.

Yan Tao sat upright in a chair.

When he saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank for a while, and his right hand tightened unconsciously.

It's so strong.

Even if it was her, she didn't dare to guarantee that she would suppress the fake Yantao within one move.

Yuan Jing's real strength is simply ridiculously strong.

Yuan Jing didn't seem to see the fake Yan Tao's face that was getting redder and redder.

His right hand was still tightening slowly.

The tighter it gets.

Until the strength of the fake Yan Tao's struggle slowly shrank and disappeared, his flushed face flashed a trace of blue and purple.

Even, even the whites of his eyes rolled out.

Yuan Jing shook his hand indifferently and directly threw the fake Yan Tao in his hand as garbage.

"Bang!"

The back of the fake Yan Tao hit the wall entirely, and it was actually carved out of the wall in the shape of a human.

The fresh air was inhaled back into his lungs, and the fake Yan Tao breathed rapidly, full of embarrassment.

Yuan Jing took a step back slightly.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell sharply on the fake Yan Tao, who was covered in blood and slumped on the ground.

The eyes were full of indifference and condescending Senhan: "You'd better not have a next time." ”

"I don't like it when people talk to me like that."

Yuan Jing's voice was cold and unemotional.

He glanced at the fake Yan Tao just now, as if he was looking at an ant.

Even, there was not the slightest fluctuation in the fundus.

After a while, Yuan Jing retracted his gaze, looked back at Yan Tao who was sitting in the chair with a smile, and smiled brightly again: "Except, of course, my marshal. ”

Yan Tao lowered his eyes, and the light flashed violently, and he looked at Uehara Jing's smiling eyes.

She suddenly said, "I'm hungry." ”

There was a moment of silence in the air.

The fake Yan Tao, who had just stood up against the wall, seemed to be extremely surprised when he heard this, and staggered and fell to the ground.

When is it?

This marshal hasn't forgotten to eat it?!

Yuan Jing's eyes didn't show any surprise, and he replied very calmly when he heard this: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Call Lao Jiang to make it for me."

Young Master Yan said, stretched his waist widely, and folded his fingers on his lap.

Divine Knife Jiang.

Yan Tao's master.

The First Chef of the Empire.

A different color flashed in Yuan Jing's eyes, and he nodded directly.

"I told him to do it for you."

Shendao Jiang is just a cook.

It's just a meal, and he still has that bearing.

Yuan Jing straightened up and casually patted the dust off his military uniform.

Before stepping away, he glanced at Yan Tao with a very light look, and his eyes were deep: "Lord Marshal, you'd better think about my words again." ”

"I still hope that you will answer my questions."

If you can't answer......

At that time, the ending may not be what everyone wants to see.

Yuan Jing took a step forward and just walked to the door of the main control room.

The right foot landed on the ground, and there was a sound of breaking the air in all directions at the same time.

The invisible sword, wrapped in a chilling murderous machine, forced him to go in the back of his heart!