The air is restless, and the power of the elements is scattered.

Leaning on the crimson log pillar in the morning and evening, his body did not move, his clothes flew up and down, and the green silk loosely tied up and scattered on his back with a red ribbon was windless, and the tips of his hair fluttered lightly in the air.

"I told you that yesterday's events were only a lesson, and since you have taken this sentence as a deaf ear, don't blame me for using you as the first blade to come here."

The cold air is coming head-on.

Zheng Yibei looked shocked, subconsciously took two steps back, and suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that he was actually frightened by a woman's momentum, and suddenly felt a loss of face, and said angrily:

"Joke! It's up to you, you can't change your skin for your bones, you can't change your name for your life, if you don't look at what you are, you deserve to take Ben Shao to operate? Walk out of the door of the Blessing Inn and ask the lord of Windy City, and he will not agree. ”

Zheng Yibei stretched out his hand.

"Come on, arrest Ben Shao."

The seven or eight big men standing in the lobby of the Rifle Inn heard the order, glanced at each other, and rushed towards the stairs, they were all the servants of the Zheng Mansion, and they were ordered to act by the Zheng Mansion, so naturally they were given one order and one action.

Listening to the words in his ears, he pulled the corners of his mouth day and night, and the smile raised was amazing, and his eyes were obscure.

That's a nice thing to say.

"Overseer."

A white shadow jumped out of Chaoxi's arms, his body was like the wind, fast as lightning, and a hairy chill rose from his back and drilled straight into his heart, and everyone was shocked by the danger, and it was too late to retreat back with tense nerves.

The screams were heart-rending, as if they could pierce this space and go straight to unknown places, and they were terrible, making those who heard them tremble in pain with the screams.

Zheng Yibei's face was pale, his right hand held the index finger of his left hand and roared loudly, and the burning pain hit the top of his head, Zheng Yibei couldn't wait to pass out on the spot, but his Lingtai Qingming touch was even more sensitive, the warm liquid flowed out from the broken finger, sticky and greasy, the liquid wet the palm of his right hand and flowed to the sleeve, the fishy sweet smell lingered in the breath, Zheng Yibei only felt that he was about to go crazy, he could only hold it desperately......

Did it work?

Naturally, it is useless.

"I only get a chance here."

A headless sentence.

Others don't understand that there are extenuating circumstances, how could Zheng Yibei not know what this sentence means, yesterday in the Wisteria Pavilion Ling Ling held the whip and pointed at her, at that time he had already arrived outside the door......

[Don't you want your hand?] 】

Zheng Yibei shuddered, he had always been lawless, and for the first time he understood what he was afraid of, at the cost of an index finger.

"Overseer, come back."

There was silence all around.

It was so silent that he could clearly hear the breathing of more than a dozen people in the lobby, and the mansion who still didn't dare to move a little bit after sweeping his eyes and shaking like chaff suddenly lost his interest, but he was just a group of dogs fighting people.

The momentum of the day and night is too strong.

During the Xingyuan Era, Queen was the only one who was wanted by the Interstellar Federation to set up a heavy amount of money and the whole network, so that a new star could rise strongly under the nose of the Federation, famous for its exquisite richness and interstellar, and created the Star Alliance under the pursuit of hundreds of millions of star people, and lurked in the most important research institute of the Federation for three years, such a ruthless person is not something anyone can do, and the momentum of the superior who has been cultivated over time is what these little minions in front of him can bear.

"Still not rolling?"

As soon as the legs and stomachs were weak, seven or eight mansions carefully protected Zheng Yibei in the middle, and they poured out in unison, just as they had poured in before.

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