Chapter 367

The boy chuckled.

Her voice is pleasant to hear, like the mountain spring is clear, but it is covered with a faint fog, half covered, and I feel cold after listening to it.

"I won't withdraw. What are you going to do?"

Nan Hong snorted. He could sit in this position. The means was not simple. "You don't have anything. Your grandmother is old, but she can't stand any storms."

The young man is young and energetic, and Nan Hong has made two preparations.

He waited for the boy to give in, but when he wanted to raise his hand and carry the cup, he couldn't move!

All over the body, every organ is out of his control!

Nan Hong was terrified!

His eyes were so wide that his calm expression cracked. He watched the young man with a long body close to him.

The peach blossom eyes of Yan Qi were very shocking and violent in his life. His four eyes were opposite. Nan Hong's hands and feet were cold in an instant, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The young man's face as beautiful as a demon was magnified in front of Nan Hong. Her thin lips pursed into a sharp cold line and rose slowly.

Then the smile fell into Nan Hong's eyes, just like the devil's smile.

She said, "how do you want to die?"

Nan Hong wants to stand up and scold!

Is this boy crazy?!

Does he know who he is?! Face to face threats!

However, Nan Hong's throat seemed to be blocked. He could only hold his breath. His face became more and more red, and half of the veins on his neck burst out.

The secretary was so frightened that he was stunned on the spot.

"Are you, are you crazy?"

The boy stepped on the tea table with his right leg. As soon as he looked back, his face was like a demon. The casual smile contained three points of killing spirit.

"Well," Yan Tao raised his right eyebrow, "such a conscientious secretary, then you'll die with him."

I hate people threatening me most.

The Secretary's voice trembled with fear.

Last second, he was still lamenting that he was a vase boy. At the moment, in his eyes, the flag became a god of killing, "Yan, Yan Tao, if you kill someone, you will go to jail."

Yan Tao: "it's all right. No one will know."

The boy's plain white fingers nodded in the void, and his indistinguishable voice showed contempt and coolness for life. "You will only be judged missing by others, and you won't have a handful of ashes."

The secretary was so frightened that his hair stood up, his muscles were shaking and his cheeks were twitching.

In the past, he was so eloquent that he was frightened by the boy in white. Sweat penetrated into his eyes. He stared at his scarlet eyes and didn't even dare to blink.

He wanted to run and couldn't move.

The smiling eyebrows and eyes of the young man told him that all this was his means.

Nan Hong's face was blue and purple, and he was about to die.

He thought in despair: did he really die like this?

"Ding ~"

In the dead living room, the mobile phone rang.

Yantao narrowed his eyes and picked it up. To his ears, the old lady scolded angrily: what are you doing, son of a bitch?!

The boy's eardrum was buzzing. He brushed Nan Hong out and reluctantly moved his mobile phone: "grandma, aren't I going?"

That mother-in-law Jiang rolled her eyes, and the ghost would believe your nonsense!

"Smelly boy, I warn you that your head teacher has called me. Next time, I'll confiscate your computer and mobile phone!"

Yan Tao

The corners of my mouth smoked, pinched the middle of my eyebrows and said, "I'm not wandering on the road, by the way..."

"By the way, go get a girl and fall in love?"

Mrs. Jiang hummed, scolded Yan Tao, and hung up the phone with a bang.