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Chapter 163 Who Allowed You to Call Her Xiaoqi

On the tall building, the snipers who set up their guns stopped one after another, but still aimed at the back building.

Downstairs, Song Nanfei appeared surrounded by dozens of bodyguards with guns behind him.

He seemed to have foreseen the victory in advance, with a smile on his face, like watching a turtle in a urn, admiring their embarrassment at the moment.

Fang Wenning took a few steps forward and negotiated with him: "Song Nanfei, I don't think we have such a big grudge, do we?"

"Indeed not." Song Nanfei replied, with the same smile in his eyes: "But I hired Fang Ping's people, so I have to help him solve his troubles."

Fang Wenning looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw several direct descendants.Seeing her looking over, they all avoided their eyes, as if they were cowardly.

Fang Wenning didn't like it, and said to Song Nanfei: "Fang Ping is dead, you use his people, why do you care about a dead person?"

Song Nanfei shook his head slowly: "Miss Fang, since I have already promised, I, Song Nanfei, must keep my promise and help him realize it."

Fang Wenning twitched the corner of her mouth: "It's really a promise."

Song Nanfei put on a foolish smile again: "Of course."

Cheng Hongjun stepped forward: "Song Nanfei, what do you want?"

When he said this, he clearly understood Song Nanfei's intentions today.

Song Nanfei glanced at him, the cigarette butt in his hand flickered: "I want you to die."

To put it bluntly, it's crisp.

Cheng Hongjun's face was a bit serious.

The members of the Fang family also surrounded them, protecting sisters Fang Wenning and Ming Qi, and staring at Song Nanfei defensively.

The two sides fell into a condensed confrontation.

Song Nanfei didn't take it seriously, and sneered: "It's already reached this point, why don't you just catch him?"

"Catch us without a fight, can you let us go?"

In the middle of the crowd, Ming Qi replied indifferently.

On the other hand, Song Nanfei was stunned, he didn't expect Ming Qi to say such words that seemed to imply a compromise.

For him, this was a surprise.

So even though Ming Qi's face was very cold at this moment, Song Nanfei still said happily, "If it's you."

Everyone didn't respond.

Immediately afterwards, Song Nanfei added with a smile: "Xiao Qi, if you compromise, I won't let you suffer any grievances."

There was affection in his eyes.

Ming Qi: "..."

People behind him: "..."

A sudden sentence, ambiguous, suddenly turned the atmosphere full of gunpowder to another extreme.

Behind them, sisters Cheng Hongjun and Fang Wenning had the same ugly faces.

But Ming Qi said softly: "I want to vomit."

She frowned at Song Nanfei and said, "Song Nanfei, make a deal."

"Now that the heads of the three families of Fang Ming are here, if you plan to wipe them all out and splatter the blood on the spot, how are you going to meet the wrath of the three families?"

"Only with these remnants left by Fang Ping?"

There was a warning in her eyes: "Don't forget, how the Qiuyijiang family disappeared."

Everyone in the north of the tower knows that the power behind Ming Qi is unfathomable, and everyone knows that they can't offend her, let alone solve her.

"So, make a deal. We promise benefits, and you let us go."

This is actually not a clever rhetoric, it is full of loopholes, and Ming Qi's purpose is only to hold Song Nanfei back.Who would have thought that Song Nanfei nodded readily, "Okay."

Everyone was a little startled.

Cheng Hongjun's face darkened, and he almost guessed what he was going to say next.

However, Song Nanfei still broke his expectation.

Under the dim sky, Song Nanfei still laughed foolishly, and said casually: "Ming Qi, I'll let you go, you marry me, okay?"

This sound blew up everyone present.

Not to mention Cheng Hongjun, Fang Wenning and the others, even the people behind Song Nanfei were overwhelmed, and Muzai's jaw dropped on the spot.

...Why haven't I heard of it before, this Song Nanfei is still a love brain? ? ?
The atmosphere suddenly condensed into ice.

Fang Wenshu gently tugged on Wen Ning's sleeve below, causing the latter to look back at her.

Fang Wenshu didn't forget that this person was the playboy brother who wanted to rape Sister Ming in the private room.

She really wanted to ask, is this person mentally ill?But she opened her mouth and still didn't say anything in such a tense atmosphere.

Song Nanfei ignored everyone's strange eyes, and looked at Ming Qi's affectionate appearance: "Xiao Qi, you forgot, we are an unmarried couple. As I said, I am a person who keeps my promise, and now I am here to make a promise."

Ming Qi clasped his fingertips on the armrest, and his voice was as calm as possible: "My name is Ming Qi, Song Nanfei, you'd better speak well."

Song Nanfei stared at Ming Qi as if he didn't hear it, his eyes flickering like cigarette butts: "Xiao Qi..."

"boom--!"

There was a loud bang, waking up all the people in the circle!
"puff--"

The sound of bullets sinking into the body was drowned out in the screams, followed by the piercing sound of blood spurting.

Song Nanfei's back exploded with blood, his vision spun, and he fell heavily on the ground in an instant!
In the night, a deep figure slowly came from a distance.

A strong sense of oppression emanated from that person, clearly hidden in the night, but thicker than the night and heavier than the sky.

The figure of the visitor is becoming more and more obvious. Under the classic black windbreaker, the man is tall and tall, with a perfect shoulder-to-width ratio, and a black pistol is held in a big hand under the nephrite cuff buttons. Every step stepped on the hearts of everyone, and he mastered the rhythm of everyone's breathing without a sound.

When he walked out of the night, he raised his slightly drooping head, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes.

At the same time, not far behind him, flames shot up into the sky, loud noises rang out one after another, more intense gunfire pierced the night, and gunpowder smoke filled the entire sky.

Those direct descendants of the Fang family panicked: "Our people?!"

Before they finished asking, a group of people rushed out from behind and quickly controlled them without the ability to resist.

The man didn't even give them a wink, and went straight to Ming Qi next to him.

When he looked at Ming Qi, his eyes softened suddenly, he bent down and said softly, "Miss, I'm here."

Ming Qi met his eyes, "Yes."

She glanced at Song Nanfei on the ground, and Ming Qingyun thoughtfully said: "Miss, you go to rest first, I'll take care of it here."

Ming Qi looked behind him, Fang Wenshu was already out of strength, barely standing up with Fang Wenning's support.

She didn't refuse, and her voice was slightly cold: "I leave it to you."

"Yes."

Ming Qingyun bowed, bent slightly, with a smooth figure.

He watched Ming Qi and Fang Wenshu leave under the escort of a group of Black Shu members, and then turned sideways to look at Song Nanfei who was lying in a pool of blood.

At that moment, Ming Qingyun's aura suddenly changed, becoming terrifying.

The deep, depressing, and devastating illusion made everyone breathless.

Cheng Hongjun, who was beside him, was the first to notice this change, and he suddenly turned his head with surprise in his eyes.

Ming Qingyun approached Song Nanfei, and the first aid people beside him stepped back step by step, looking at the gentleman in the windbreaker in fear.

Obviously the other party's body was spotlessly clean, but it gave people the illusion of walking out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. This illusion was so strong that even the air around him seemed to be stained with the smell of blood.

Ming Qingyun stepped forward, condescendingly looking down at Song Nanfei who was still holding his breath and clutching his wound.

He seemed to be looking at an ant, and it seemed that all of them were ants.

Cheng Hongjun was thinking in such a daze, when he saw the other party move.

Ming Qingyun stepped on Song Nanfei's face and pressed his mouth, followed by the soft sound of teeth snapping.

Cheng Hongjun and everyone present were stunned.

Ming Qingyun leaned down slightly, and the windbreaker slipped.

He stared deeply at the dying Song Nanfei, "Who allowed you to call her Xiaoqi?"

(End of this chapter)