The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Master Qin forcibly rubbed away the blood on the back of Yan Tao's hand and gently moved her hand away.

Cordo turned his grief and anger into motivation, and said with a cold look, "King of Hell, since you won't hand over the things. I will get them myself! Brothers, come on!"

They didn't use guns, they relied solely on fists and kicks.

There is no need to risk your own life to complete the task of finding something.

Cordo and Lian Feng were fighting together, with the two sides going back and forth, and the sound of fists and feet clashing could be heard from time to time.

Qin Zong was sitting on the stone, and suddenly frowned coldly. He pulled Yan Tao to stand up, and a sharp wind blew past the man's ears.

His frost-covered eyes narrowed, he pushed Yan Tao away, kicked out his long legs, and hit the man's chest with his cold military boots.

"boom!"

After the man was thrown away, four people came out of the forest and entangled Qin Zong with their moves as sharp as lightning.

Young Master Yan staggered back a step. She felt the sound of someone coming from behind. She raised her peach-blossom eyes but did not make a move, letting him slash her neck with the knife.

The young man fell unconscious.

Lian Feng saw this scene from a distance and his eyelids twitched: What does this little ancestor want to do again?

That day in Qingyang City, more than twenty elite War Eagles were besieging him, and they didn't even touch the corner of the boy's clothes.

Knocked down with just one hand of knife?

joke.

Qin Zong also saw this scene.

This little bastard has no idea what he is thinking.

Qin Zong showed an expressionless handsome face and punched two of them away. At the same time, he jerked his upper body back to avoid the attack.

He turned over and kicked the remaining two men away with his sharp legs. His military boots stepped on one of the men's necks. He cast his cold eyes on the path where the young man left. The coldness in his eyes was bone-chilling.

Xiao Qi: Master, what are you holding back?

Yan Tao kicked him over seriously: What nonsense are you talking about!

I am your master!

Xiao Qi reluctantly compromised: Okay, Master, what are you holding back?

Yan Tao...

She felt that it was time to put the issue of factory reset on the agenda.

"Colonel, we're here."

Yan Tao fell to the ground, and she screamed in pain, pretending to be woken up by the fall, and woke up in a daze.

When Miyamoto's eyes fell on the young man's face, shock and surprise clearly flashed in his eyes.

What a beautiful young man.

The facial features are as exquisite and perfect as if they were drawn. Even if she falls to the ground, her splendid demeanor cannot be concealed.

"Hello, I am Miyamoto Shoichi."

People are always more tolerant of good-looking things or people.

Miyamoto Masaichi smiled and scolded his subordinates in a cold voice, "I asked you to invite this person over, but who asked you to throw him?!"

but……

"Why is it a boy? Isn't it a girl?"

The subordinate was also a little confused: "It must be him, but she was wearing a skirt last night."

Yan Tao stood up slowly and orderly, straightened his collar with his plain hands, and said in a clear and cold voice, "What clothes do I want to wear? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Miyamoto looked around at Yan Tao and saw a devilish smile on the young man's lips, standing casually like a rich young man.

Country R has many women’s clothing bosses.

Miyamoto thought this boy was playing some kind of game.

How could a girl have such a romantic and evil temperament and attitude?

He smiled and said, "You have the right to wear whatever you want, Mr. Yan. I have no ill intentions in inviting you here today. Don't worry, as long as the King of Hell hands over your things, I will never do anything to you."

Yan Tao smiled: "You'd better stop laughing, it's too ugly."

Miyamoto Shoichi...! ! !