But the next second, Liu Zhenying's fingers just pinched lightly, and all the bodyguards' movements stopped abruptly, as if the pause button had been pressed. They just stopped in mid-air, unable to move at all.

Liao Qingqing subconsciously looked at Liu Zhenying and blurted out: "Zhenying, you did this?"

"Yes." Liu Zhenying drooped his eyelids, his little hands hung by his side again, his posture was as careless as he wanted, his red lips lightly opened, and he uttered two words: "Noisy."

Hearing this, Liao Qingqing choked.

But she believed that she had experienced strong winds and waves like Liu Zhenying, so her facial expression was not afraid except for a slight surprise.

But the other three are different.

Their facial features were close to panic. Although Nan Feng squinted his eyes and tried to keep himself calm, his increasingly rapid and heavy breathing betrayed the fear in his heart.

Not to mention Clara and Zhijin, whose fingers behind their backs were trembling inaudibly.

Clara watched helplessly as Liu Zhenying was approaching her step by step, her light blue eyes dilated with fear, she squeezed Liao Qingqing's hand hard, and said loudly but without any confidence: "You have to tell me

What do I do? Let me warn you, I am the eldest daughter of the George family, I am..."

The next second, there was a loud and crisp slap on her face.

Suddenly, all the noise stopped.

"Have you had enough trouble? If you want to kill people and set fire, go back to your home. Don't act like a lady here."

From the beginning to the end, there was no warmth in Liu Zhenying's voice. He raised his eyes lightly, his eyes silent as if they were nothing: "Also, what will happen even if you really kill Zhijin? You didn't see Nan

That look of protecting Zhijin? Do you believe it or not, one second you ask the bodyguard to kill her, and the next second the man you love deeply can send you to the west."

The whole living room was brightly lit, but nothing could warm the heavy feeling of death.

As he spoke, Liu Zhenying frowned, feeling an uncontrollable irritation rolling in his heart. This feeling was like watching some bloody and stinky eight o'clock romance TV series, which made people unhappy.

"There is also evidence about your uncle that Zhijin holds. You killed her so casually. How dare you guarantee that she didn't have a backup? Or did it not pass it over to others, or does Nan Feng have it in his hands?"

Liu Zhenying spoke in an orderly manner, his warm voice was clear and low, and his restrained momentum alone made people dare not refute: "Why do you act so rashly when you don't know anything? Do you really think so?

Are your uncle's family tired of living there, or do you simply have a grudge against your uncle's family and wish they would go to hell soon?"

Even at this time, Clara was still stubborn: "I just need to kill her, and my father and uncle can handle the rest."

"Really?" Liu Zhenying was a little impatient. He turned aside and gave up his position: "If you are so sure, then you can kill her. I will definitely not stop you."

But if this choice was really put into Clara's hands, she hesitated again, hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything, and finally forcibly redeemed herself: "I...I'm not stupid, I can't do it with you.

Whatever you ask me to do, I will do it."

Isn't she stupid?

She is simply the stupidest person here.

He frowned irritably. To be honest, Liu Zhenying didn't bother to care about this at all. If they were willing to kill each other, then they would just kill each other. It was none of her business.

but……
Chapter completed!