"Yes, young master!" Jiang Han immediately nodded, found a small basin, took a basin of cold water, and poured it directly on Huangfu Zhiyuan's face.

"Ah......" The biting chill accompanied by the heart-rending pain made Huangfu Zhiyuan wail again.

The terrible voice, like a beast in a desperate situation, shouted hoarsely......

In the end, he seemed to understand in pain, and his angry voice said intermittently: "Jane...... Jian Junxi...... ...... of death ...... with me It doesn't matter......"

Nangong Jing's thin lips tightened into a cold straight line, the fists in his trousers were clenched, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Ling ...... Small...... Small! ”

Huangfu Zhiyuan kept panting in his mouth, as if he had run a distance of ten kilometers, and kept inhaling and exhaling.

When he heard this name, his hideous face stiffened obviously, and he said hoarsely: "Ling Weiwei...... Close...... What's the matter with you? ”

"Say!" Nangong Jing let out a thunderous roar from her mouth, and the burning anger in her eyes seemed to be about to burn her out immediately.

Huangfu Zhiyuan panted and explained: "I didn't ...... Didn't want to kill her...... It's her ......."

Nangong Jing didn't want to listen to the explanation at all, so he took out the gun from his waist and prepared to do it.

Yan Rongliang immediately pressed his arm, and said unwillingly: "Jing Shao, he killed Ling Weiwei for the ring."

Killing the son and taking the eyes is also for the things under the Mu family's underground? Shouldn't it be asked? ”

Nangong Jing endured and endured, and then slowly put away the gun in his hand, his jaw line was tight, and he stared coldly at Huangfu Zhiyuan on the bed......

And half of the blood on his body had been drawn out, his brain was already confused with pain, his lips moved slightly, and he was just about to say something......

The monstrous hatred in Mu Qian's eyes could no longer be suppressed, clenched his fists, and rushed forward.

pushed away the housewarming, sat directly on Huangfu Zhiyuan's lap, and grabbed his neck with both hands.

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "Huangfu Zhiyuan pulled his hands hard, but his strength couldn't compare to Mu Qian.

In the end, half of his face was swollen red, his legs struggled violently, and Mu Qian's hands were also scratched out by him......

"Mu Qian!" Yan Rongliang roared angrily, but was frightened by the cold light of revenge that burst out from his blood-red eyes, how much hatred did he have to have such eyes.

Everyone also knew in their hearts that in addition to hate, he didn't want anyone to know the secret of the Mu family's underground......

"This ......" Jiang Han glanced at Nangong Jing, and saw that he didn't speak, so he didn't care.

Nangong Jing was also like being possessed by Shura, looking at Mu Qian's face full of resentment, he suddenly remembered Jian Junxi.

In her life, everything she has done is for revenge, and her greatest wish is to be able to kill the enemy with her own blood......

The first time they met, she was only eight years old, and the calmness in her eyes was different from ordinary people, and he thought that she was as talented as him......

Of course, she is not, she is just a girl who has grown up in pain for a long time......

worked hard, tried all his means to climb to the top, sacrificed everything, and finally stood on the peak.

It only took more than ten years to be able to be on an equal footing with their big family......

In fact, if they really fight, he is not completely sure that he will be able to win her.

She's a very formidable opponent, especially in the fight back fight, which can not only achieve a landslide victory, but also trample everyone under their feet.

But in the end, she still failed to take revenge with her own hands......

The day she left, she must have hated it in her heart!

She won the battle for power, and won beautifully......

But in the end, she also lost, and the good in her heart still won the evil in her heart after all......

(End of chapter)