"Yes, Xiaojing, what your mother said is right, we won't listen to anything we say to her, you ......" Nangong Rui's words were not finished.

Nangong Jingfeng's sword-like gaze shot towards him, making him feel a chill hit the bottom of his heart.

Trembling asked in a trembling voice, "What...... What's wrong? Xiaojing, why do you look at the third uncle like this? ”

Nangong Jing's eyes narrowed dangerously as if he had invaded ten thousand years of ice, and approached him step by step, his thin lips moved slightly: "You...... Say...... This? ”

Nangong Rui stiffened, and his dark eyes were full of astonishment and confusion.

When he saw the killing intent in Nangong Jing's eyes, Jiang Heng was startled and immediately stopped between the two of them.

He persuaded in a deep voice: "Young master, be sensible, we haven't investigated this matter yet, maybe it's a misunderstanding?" ”

Nangong Jing's clenched fists made a creaking sound, as if he was about to kill Nangong Rui Ling Chi in the next second, which made Nangong Yan also startled.

grabbed Nangong Jing's arm violently, and said angrily: "Gong Jing, what are you doing here?" He's your third uncle! ”

"Third uncle? Heh......" Nangong Jing suddenly let out a sneer.

When everyone was still unclear, he suddenly shook off Nangong Yan and pushed Jiang Heng away.

directly choked Nangong Rui's neck, and his big hand was like an iron tong, not the hardest, only harder.

Nangong Rui had no power to fight back at all, his face was swollen red, and his wide-eyed pupils were full of horror, as if he wanted to ask why?

The choked throat made him unable to speak a word, and it was difficult to breathe......

"Xiao Jing, let go of your third uncle, if you work harder, he will be strangled to death by you, woo woo woo ......"

Dongfang Yao was crying desperately on the side, looking at Nangong Jing, who was full of anger, and didn't dare to get close.

"Nangong Jing, you're crazy, let go of your hand, he's your third uncle, let it go!" Seeing this, Nangong Yan's face turned pale with fright, and he grabbed his hand and began to break it.

Nangong Jing grabbed his collar with his other hand, shook it violently, and roared angrily: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way!" ”

"Jing'er......" Ouyang Jingru looked at Nangong Jing who was out of control like a beast, tears rained down, and she didn't know what to do for a while?

Nangong Yan was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by him, looking at him in disbelief.

Jiang Heng helped him up in stride, and said with a guilty face: "Da Shao, don't take it to heart, the young master is angry now......"

Nangong Yan turned his head and asked suspiciously, "What happened?" ”

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "Nangong Rui is almost out of breath.

"Xiao Jing, let go! Woo woo woo ...... "Dongfang Yao couldn't cry herself.

I don't know where I got the guts, I suddenly snatched a pistol from a bodyguard, trembled and roared: "Xiao Jing, don't force me, hurry up and let go of your third uncle!" ”

"Don't!" Ouyang Jingru shouted in fright.

For a while, everyone looked at them with a look of horror, completely unable to understand what was going on, so that Nangong Jing could be so angry that he lost all his senses.

Especially Il and Ian, they never thought that Nangong Jing could be so ruthless as to kill their blood relatives!

The cold wind coiled around their bodies like a cold snake, with a biting coldness, making their bodies tremble constantly, and at this moment, it was hard to say whether they were scared or cold.

The atmosphere of slaughter at the scene became stronger and stronger, and there was a dead silence.

"Xiao Jing, if you don't let go, I'll shoot!" Dongfang Yao was loaded in the cold wind.

These words do not seem to pose any threat to Nangong Jing.

Looking at Nangong Rui, he was about to suffocate, and the anger in his eyes not only did not fade, but also had a tendency to burn more and more.

(End of chapter)