Chapter 1221

This sang Qiu killed him. If he has something to do, he will not let go of that bitch of Sang Qiu.

President Mi's hand was about to grasp the door handle of the door of the outside room. Suddenly, the door was kicked open from the outside. The whole door fell to the ground with a slap. President Mi fell to the ground and was almost pressed to the ground by the kicked door.

He looked up in horror. Two tall men came in from the outside. On the left was a tall suit man with elegant gold framed glasses, and on the right was a man in leather, with a fierce and cold face.

The two men looked at the rice on the ground and looked coldly.

They stepped back. Behind them, a tall and slender man came in from the outside. His face was as handsome as the God of heaven, with sharp edges and corners. His narrow Phoenix eyes had no temperature at all, indifferent and cold, and his whole body exuded the smell of ferocious and bloodthirsty.

Even the meter who has been in the mall for many years can't help being intimidated by him.

This man is terrible. He looks like a devil from hell. Even if he doesn't look into his eyes, he will tremble at the moment he sees him.

"Who are you... This is my room!"

President Mi couldn't help but get up from the ground and said with a cold face.

What about his people? Why didn't his people stop so many people from coming in?

Mo Yan pushed his glasses and sneered, "don't look, your people have been caught now."

Just that group of waste, who dared to be so rampant and wanted to stop them, his people had already caught all of them and wouldn't let go of any of them.

President Mi's face has changed greatly. What exactly are these people from?

His eyes fell on the leading man. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt. He didn't know where he had seen him?

He tried to recall that he couldn't remember where he had seen the man headed by him?

"You must have misunderstood. I haven't done anything in my room. You must have found the wrong person?"

Rice always clenched his fist to suppress the fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Ink is deep!"

Qin Tianyue came out of the room and saw the ink standing in the living room with a deep step forward and a slight rise in the corners of his lips.

Mo walked towards Qin Tianyue with a deep stride, hugged her tightly, and locked her with her narrow Phoenix eyes, "are you naughty again?!"

"No, it's really not me this time!"

Qin Tianyue raised his hand innocently, "besides, I really told you this time, didn't I?"

Mo, with deep eyes and gloomy color, clenched Qin Tianyue's hand, "I know she will set this trap. You dare to step in by yourself. Do you think I should punish you?"

"Ink is deep!"

Qin Tianyue shouted with a deep ink, "I know she set a trap and that she won't succeed, so that's why."

"She shouldn't exist!"

Mo Yi's deep voice was filled with dangerous coldness, and his eyes flashed a sinister and bloodthirsty light.

Qin Tianyue won't let him deal with Sang Qiu. He hasn't intervened. Now sang Qiu is getting more and more aggressive. He thinks he shouldn't let her go.

Knowing what he was going to do, Qin Tianyue quickly grabbed Mo Yishen's hand, "you promised me!"

This is her resentment with Sang Qiu, not only in this life, but also in her previous life. She can really deal with Sang Qiu immediately. The reason why she didn't is that she wanted to attack sang Qiu step by step, defeat all she had, and let her watch her hard-earned lose in front of her.

"Ink is deep. I can let you intervene in other things. Can I just leave this matter to me?"