Nangong Wensha took a big breath, looking at such a brutal Jian Junxi, his dark eyes were full of horror and fear.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Junxi picked up the pistol on the ground and aimed it at Nangong Wensha, without the slightest pity, accompanied by Jiang Heng and the boy's shouting, "Don't ......"

Jian Junxi pulled the trigger, the silencer gun did not make a frightening sound, and a strand of Nangong Wensha's hair rolled down with her crystal clear tears.

Jian Junxi's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he said extremely coldly: "Nangong Wensha, the next time I see you appear in front of my eyes, that broken hair will be your end."

Don't think I have such patience to play with you every time. ”

After saying that, she threw the pistol on the ground, without looking back, and strode towards her villa......

"Woooooooooo......oo Why ......" Nangong Wensha picked up the hair that fell on his shoulders and cried so much that he couldn't help himself.

She couldn't figure it out, she obviously didn't do anything, why was Jian Junxi so angry?

The boy endured the pain and held his arm and climbed up, squatting to Nangong Wensha's side.

Coaxed lightly: "Miss, don't cry, I told you a long time ago that Jian Junxi is a demon in human skin, why don't you believe it?" ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Nangong Wensha looked at Nangong Jing, who was motionless, and cried even more aggrieved.

And Nangong Jing didn't look at her from beginning to end, and her deep gaze never left Jian Junxi.

"Less...... Young Master......" Jiang Heng called tremblingly.

"Send them back to the island......" Nangong Jing said coldly, and walked back decadently, obviously not wanting to say anything more......

"Brother......" Nangong Wensha cried.

Nangong Jing had no intention of stopping, opened the driver's door, started the engine and drove away......

Jiang Heng looked at Nangong Wensha, who was crying, and Jiang Feng, who was in a cold sweat, with a helpless face, he was also injured, this was the first time he had been beaten so badly.

I don't know what mood to use to describe the heart congestion at the moment, in case these two siblings still want to go to Jian Junxi, he can imagine their fate......

After just a few hits, Jian Junxi's anger could not be calmed down at all, his thin lips were pursed into an indifferent arc, and there seemed to be a cloud of ghost energy coiled around his body, which inexplicably made people want to retreat.

She and Nangong Jing both know very well that neither can tear their faces, and neither of them is sure that they can win each other......

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui kept looking at the camera on their phones until Jian Junxi, whose face was dark, walked in from outside......

The two of them immediately turned off their mobile phones and sat on the sofa obediently, not daring to move......

After Jian Junxi entered the door, he didn't see Abu and Li Xin, took off his sunglasses, took out his silver-framed glasses from his pocket, and stared at the two people on the sofa......

"Jun ...... Junxi, still ...... Is it still going well? Lin Yiyi stood up and asked in a trembling voice.

I always felt that it was not Jian Junxi standing in front of me, but a mine that would explode anytime and anywhere.

Yang Hui also stood up, pursed his lips and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Jian Junxi pressed the door button with a cold face, and said coldly to Lin Yisen: "Where's the thing?" ”

didn't even have a title, Lin Yiyi was shocked, bit her lip lightly, looked at her hand, and asked with concern, "...... your nails?"

"Mom......" Jian Junxi roared angrily.

Lin Yiyi was stiffened by her yelling, pointed upstairs, her eyes were slightly red, and she said aggrievedly: "In ...... Upstairs ......"

(End of chapter)