A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Ivan responded immediately, and then began to question the person who was shackled by him.

But that man was indeed a man, seeing the one-sided situation, he didn't have the slightest bit of stage fright.Bao Jinghan was puzzled by this, and always felt that this matter was a little weird.But looking at the man's stiffly straight waist and slightly trembling shoulders.The little thoughts that had been flashing through her mind seemed to be wiped out in an instant.

Leaning at the scene in front of him, Bao Jinghan's eyes flicked over the murderer lying on the ground, slightly raised his hand, and slapped his hands.

The wind blew through the trees.

It turns into a series of tiny movements that cannot be seen in the slightest.

But before the movement turned into nothingness, several tall and straight figures emerged from the surroundings.

When everyone lying on the ground saw this, they all had expressions of fear.

Even the guy who was shackled by ivan showed a look of panic.

Although he quickly covered it up, he didn't cover it up well, so in the eyes of those present, the panic in his heart had nowhere to hide.

"Master, Your Excellency the Earl."

Surrounded by a small half arc of people, wearing uniform clothing.If the people inside the temple were present, they might be recognized immediately.And these people are also very outstanding.They are all experts who are one in a million. They have been trained in the secret door since childhood and trained by special personnel.Bo Jinghan only got to know them after he formally took over the temple.

However, Bao Jinghan dared to say that with their own capital, these guys don't need the costumes of the dark pavilion to support them at all. When they stand there, they can't ignore their existence just by taking advantage of the dark night!

"Hey, this is your shadow? It's really well hidden, I didn't find them on the way today!"

Ivan grinned and looked at the few people standing behind them in a semi-surrounded state, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes, mixed with a hint of scrutiny, across their faces.

Finally, he looked away, looked at Bao Jinghan, and made fun of her casually.

Bao Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the corners of his mouth, and did not answer his words, but ordered in a deep voice: "These guys want to bury me, so you don't have to be polite, just throw them in the pit and bury them! Uh... let They have a good experience, how comfortable the pit they dug is!"

Hearing this, the murderer who knelt on one knee under Ivan's shackles shivered suddenly.

He widened his eyes in astonishment, and watched the people who were greeted by Bao Jinghan turn into phantoms and pass by in front of him.Those who also turned into phantoms were his companions who were either injured, unconscious, or in a half-enclosed state.They were dragged directly to the edge of the pit by those hard bones who were so skilled that they couldn't gnaw at first glance, and they couldn't afford to offend them, and left them in the big pit.

"You, you, you... what the hell are you!"

At this moment, that tough murderer finally knew how to write the word "fear".

I couldn't help shivering in my heart, and secretly squeezed a cold sweat for myself.

In fact, they are just following orders.The superiors asked them to set up an ambush here, and when a car came out of the castle manor not far away, they hijacked it.

The people above told them not to provoke the powerful masters in that place, just pick the soft persimmons to attack.It doesn't need to be too high-ranking, their goal is not the high-level inside, but the people at the bottom and the defense inside...