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Jian Junxi's voice was cold without a trace of temperature, like the last order of the god of death, and his determined tone made Nangong Jing's back stiffen, and a fine sweat broke out on his nose.

I'm not afraid to fight against someone who is extremely smart, but I'm afraid to fight a madman, because when you can't kill him, it's hard to know what he's going to do next?

When he got to know Jian Junxi as a person, the more he felt that he was a madman, and he couldn't understand many of his styles.

The information also said that he saved a person and brought him home, took care of it himself, and even opened a special nursing home to support hundreds of lonely elderly people and some people with unsound limbs.

When you think she is a good person, when you look at other materials, you will feel creepy, everywhere she passes, as long as the person who hinders her, is either dead or missing.

Especially the cause of death, no matter how much the doctor investigates, can't find out? Either sudden death or myocardial infarction, without any trauma, one or two is hard to say

But as many as a hundred times, this matter could not be as simple as it seemed, he was sure with his unscrupulous means.

In recent years, the "Grim Reaper" has been rumored in Kyoto to be him, and whoever he wants to die, that person will definitely die, and there is no trace of it, which is incomprehensible

Everyone has an accident, he is not at the scene, no matter what you think, he is a violent and wanton madman to achieve his goal, forcing her to be in a hurry, and anything can be done.

Thinking of this, Nangong Jing's deep eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of forbearance, and said coldly: "Whatever you want, if you have the ability, you will kill them all, anyway, for me, these are all wasted people, if you don't do it, I will also change blood!" ”

The curvature of the corners of Jian Junxi's mouth deepened, and his dark blue eyes became colder, and he sneered: "Then you'd better polish your eyes a little brighter and don't touch my cheese ......"

On Nangong Jing's handsome face, even the muscles were trembling angrily, and his deep eyes burst out with the cold light of the yin owl, and he endured it again and again, and his thin lips opened lightly:

"The position you want, I said...... I can send you up, as long as it doesn't affect the interests of our Nangong family, you can toss it as you like.

Mi family, if you insist on saving it, then let the Ling family go, this is the maximum I can do, Jian Junxi, I advise you to think about it carefully, in the current situation, you are not qualified to turn your face with me.

If you insist on fighting me, I won't see her at most, an old man will die, and what about you? All these years of hard work, including your parents, the most capable men, and everyone around you

It's all about a bad decision for you to end a bad life, and you have to figure out whether it's worth it or not......"

Jian Junxi clenched his teeth, his clenched fists made a "squeak" sound, his expression was painful, and his eyes suddenly closed, yes, in the current situation, this is the best result.

En wants to take revenge, and revenge must also be avenged, and her conscience is reminding her that revenge can find another chance, but if she doesn't help Mo Zixuan this time, then the Mi family will really disappear

How did she ...... worthy of the care they took care of her over the years...... After hesitating again and again, he made up his mind and replied coldly: "...... Okay, I'll let the Ling family go! ”

Nangong Jing didn't speak until she heard her cold voice, and her thin lips pursed into a cold arc, in fact, both of them understood in their hearts

Jian Junxi was blocked by Yang Feixue, how important is it in his Nangong Jing's heart? And Nangong Jing is blocked by Jian Junxi's determination to save the Mi family, this is a psychological war, whoever bows his head first loses first!

(End of chapter)