Chapter 476

Lord Qin forcibly rubbed the congestion on Yantao's hand back and gently moved her hand away.

Kordo turned his grief and anger into power and coldly looked, "king of hell, since you don't hand over your things, I'll take them myself! Brothers, come on!"

They didn't use guns. They relied on their Kung Fu.

To complete the task of finding things, there is no need to send your life in.

Cordo and Lian Feng fought together. They came and went, and the sound of fist and foot collision sounded from time to time.

Qin Zong sat on the stone, suddenly frowned, pulled Yantao up, and a fierce wind rubbed the man's ear.

His frosty eyes narrowed, pushed Yantao away, and his long legs kicked out. The cold military boots were right in the man's chest.

"Bang!"

He lifted the man out, and four people sprang out of the forest. Their hands were as sharp as electricity and entangled Qin Zong.

Young master Yan staggered back a step. She felt the wind brought by someone behind her. Peach blossom eyes and tail provoked him. She didn't start. He let him cut his neck with a knife.

The young man fell unconscious.

Lian Feng saw the scene from a distance and his eyelids jumped: what does the little ancestor want to do?

That day, in Qingyang City, more than 20 elite fighters besieged, and they didn't even meet the young man's clothes.

Just put it down with a knife?

make fun of.

Qin Zong also saw this scene.

This little bastard, I don't know what he's thinking.

Qin Zong's face was expressionless and handsome. He punched two of them, and his upper body leaned back to avoid the attack.

He turned over and kicked the remaining two. The military boots stepped on one's neck. His cold eyes were on the path where the boy left. The bottom of Feng's eyes was cold to the bone.

Xiao Qi: Master, what's wrong with you?

Yan Tao kicked him seriously: nonsense!

I'm your master!

Xiao Qi reluctantly compromised: Well, master, what are you holding?

Yan Tao

She felt that it was time to put it on the agenda.

"Colonel, someone's coming."

Yantao fell to the ground. She cried out in pain, pretended to be awakened, and woke up vaguely.

When Masayoshi Miyamoto's eyes fell on the boy, there was a flash of surprise and surprise in his eyes.

What a beautiful boy.

The facial features are exquisite and perfect as if they were painted. Even if they fall to the ground, their outstanding bearing still can't be covered.

"Hello, I'm Masayoshi Miyamoto."

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

Miyamoto smiled and scolded his subordinates coldly, "I asked you to invite someone over. Who let you fall him?!"

But

"Why is it a teenager? 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 slowly stood up methodically. His plain hand tidied up his collar. The voice was colder and colder. "What clothes are you willing to wear? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Miyamoto looked around Yantao and saw the young man smiling evil on his lips. He stood loosely like a rich young master.

There are many women's clothing bosses in r country.

Masayoshi Miyamoto thinks what game the boy is playing.

How could a girl have such a romantic and evil temperament and posture.

He said with a smile, "it's your right to wear what you want, young master Yan. I didn't mean any harm by inviting you here today. Don't worry, as long as the king of hell handed over his things, I will never do anything to you."

Yan Tao smiled: "you'd better not laugh. It's too ugly."

Masayoshi Miyamoto!!!