The group of people came fiercely, beating the bodyguards back step by step, and finally had to retreat to the last position, protecting Liu Zhenying and blocking her almost completely.

The leading man was almost tall and burly, with muscles on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he stepped on the glass coffee table and glanced around fiercely: "Which one of you is Nanfeng?"

The voice was so loud that Zhijin was so frightened that she subconsciously clenched Nanfeng's arm.

Looking from Liu Zhenying's perspective, Nan Feng could be seen taking an active step forward through the cracks in the bodyguard's protective layer. His profile was cold and fearless, and he said calmly and calmly: "I am, is there anything wrong?"

"You are Nan Feng, you really look like a pretty boy."

The man sneered, causing the men behind him to laugh first.

Amidst such roars of laughter, the man looked at Nan Feng, who was still calm, with an angry expression. He put his elbows on his knees and narrowed his eyes fiercely: "I'm here to warn you, the thing in your hand is worse than yours."

Life is still important. If you hand it over obediently, maybe I can be merciful and let you go, but if you insist on not letting go..."

As he said that, the man pulled out a dagger from his boot and kept playing with it in his hand: "Then don't blame the brothers for being rude to you."

Not sure what word he heard, Nan Feng's pupils shrank and he laughed lightly: "So, you are from Reston?"

"What do you think?"

"Except for Reston, I can't think of another person with such shallow and rude methods."

Hearing this, the man snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter if he is rough or not, as long as it is easy to use, since you know it in your heart, why don't you hand over the tokens and things in your hand obediently."

Nan Feng lowered his eyelids, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Liu Zhenying, who was sitting on the sofa watching the show not far away. At the same time, a heavy coldness and anger flashed through him: "What if I say no?

?”

"No?"

The man seemed to have heard some very interesting joke. He threw the dagger on the table with a "bang" sound, clenched his fists and made a clicking sound: "It seems that you are toasting and not eating as a penalty. The young master has ordered

, thinking about the past friendship, let us be careful when we do it, so as not to kill you, but we can still teach you a lesson."

After saying that, he hooked his fingers, and the men behind him raised their weapons one after another, and swarmed up, ready to tear down the living room and beat everyone up.

Perhaps because his standing position had changed, the man's peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in a narrow crack.

He was so frightened that his eyelids suddenly jumped, and he stretched out his long arms to block everyone who was swarming behind him. His voice was raised: "Stop, everyone, back off... back off..."

The sudden stop of the footsteps almost caused the men to fall down. They looked puzzled: "Brother Zhuang, what's wrong with you?"

The man known as Brother Zhuang immediately restrained all his arrogance and was about to approach Liu Zhenying in a small step, but was stopped by the bodyguard on the way.

He was not angry either, and smiled coquettishly: "Miss Liu, why are you here? Today's matter is between Nan Feng and I. You see..."

After receiving Liu Zhenying's signal, the bodyguard moved out of the way.

Then, everyone saw Liu Zhenying lazily nestled on the sofa, his small white hands touching the big black head next to him, and a faint dark color fell on his delicate face, like

It’s the ancient light used when the underworld godfather appears in the movie, raising his eyebrows and smiling: “Who are you?”

"I am Mr. Qing's subordinate. You may have never seen me."

"Are you talking about Ah Qing?"

That is, Mu Hong's people.
Chapter completed!