Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1089 I'm Not Joking
The Middleton family?

Cyril’s self-reported family made Henry Zhang raise his eyebrows.

"It seems that your Middleton family is really a gentleman who has been passed down for hundreds of years." Henry Zhang smiled slightly.

Cyril showed a proud look on his face, "It's good to know our Middleton family. Now, as a member of the Middleton family, I order you to apologize to this beautiful lady!"

"No, no, no." Henry Zhang waved his hand, "I personally think that you are just talking about it. If she really made a big mistake, can you still forgive her with a gentlemanly demeanor?"

"Of course." Cyril stood with his hands behind his back, "Beautiful lady, it is worth being forgiven."

"OK." Henry Zhang snapped his fingers, then bent down, grabbed Xiang Feifei's long hair, and directly lifted Xiang Feifei from the ground.

Xiang Feifei looked at Henry Zhang in front of her. Although this person was only in his 20s and had a handsome face, he felt like a devil to her. The anger and arrogance in her heart were here. There was nothing left for a moment, and all that was left was fear.

"You...what do you want to do?" Xiang Feifei's voice was trembling, and Henry Zhang's merciless slap just now completely knocked out all her temper.

"It's very simple." Henry Zhang grinned at Feifei, and then whispered in Feifei's ear, "Go, stab this into his heart, I want to know if what he did is what he said Same, I can forgive you."

As soon as Henry Zhang's voice fell, Xiang Feifei felt a coldness in her hand. She looked down and saw that a short blade had been stuffed into her hand at some point.

Xiang Feifei's arm trembled, subconsciously as if throwing away the short blade, but before she let go, Henry Zhang squeezed her fist and asked her to squeeze the short blade tightly.

"Be good." Henry Zhang's voice sounded in Xiang Feifei's ear again, "If you are disobedient, I will kill you, understand?"

Henry Zhang's voice was very gentle, but it sounded like a devil's entanglement in Xiang Feifei's ears. She never thought that tonight, she just wanted to find someone to get rid of Cyril's entanglement, so things turned into this look.

"This friend, you don't seem to understand me!" It is impossible for Cyril to know what Henry Zhang is saying to Xiang Feifei. The short blade is only ten centimeters long, and he can't see it with his eyes. What he can see now, It's just that Henry Zhang is grabbing Xiang Feifei's hair, and Xiang Feifei's big bright eyes are turning crystal clear at this moment.

"Remember what I said, I will watch you here, and if you don't do what I say, I will kill you. In fact, I myself don't want to die like this when I see such a beautiful woman." Henry Zhang let go of Feifei hair, take a step back.

Xiang Feifei stood up tremblingly, she held the short blade in her hand and subconsciously hid it.

Cyril strode to Xiang Feifei's side, and seeing the clear five-fingerprints on Xiang Feifei's face, he showed an angry expression, "It's too much, how could a gentleman do anything to a lady, let alone such a beautiful lady. "

Henry Zhang was two steps away from Cyril and Xiang Feifei, smiling, "Remember what I said, I don't like joking."

Hearing Henry Zhang's voice, Xiang Feifei couldn't help shaking her body, and subconsciously stretched out the hand holding the short blade. At this moment, Xiang Feifei felt a force driving her arm.

"do not want!"

Xiang Feifei exclaimed.

Henry Zhang has already pushed Xiang Feifei’s arm, causing the short blade in Xiang Feifei’s hand to hit Cyril’s chest.

"Pfft!"

This is the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

Cyril's originally angry expression became dull at this moment, and his expression gradually became painful. He lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. Holding a short blade, the sharpness of the short blade is the source of his pain at this moment.

Xiang Feifei could feel the warmth from her arm, it was Cyril's blood.

Henry Zhang still kept a smile on his face, "I think, with the gentlemanly demeanor of your Middleton family, you should be able to forgive the woman in front of you, it's nothing more than killing you, after all, the beauty made a mistake, No matter how big you are, you can forgive me, can't you?"

Cyril slowly opened his mouth, trying to breathe.

Henry Zhang pushed Xiang Feifei's arm again, the short blade was inserted deeper, and a mouthful of blood spilled directly from Cyril's mouth.

Henry Zhang looked indifferently at Cyril, who was starting to have difficulty breathing.

Xiang Feifei screamed, let go of the short blade in her hand, and wanted to run, but her legs were weak, just like the feeling of wanting to run when lying on the bed and dreaming, there is no use of force, nowhere to use force.

Cyril's mouth opened and closed, and blood gushed out continuously.

Henry Zhang snorted coldly, ignored it, walked forward, and muttered in his mouth: "The so-called gentlemanly demeanor of your Middleton family is to make Xia Houqing look like that, so that she will not live or die."

Cyril's pupils slowly began to expand, and his body fell forward.

When Cyril fell to the ground completely, Xiang Feifei screamed again, and then ran towards Henry Zhang in a panic.

"You can't go, you... What can I do if you go away!" Xiang Feifei's tone was full of tears, and her long messy hair looked like a female ghost.

Henry Zhang rolled his eyes, "What does it have to do with me, you took the knife, you killed the man, you ask me?"

"No! No!" Xiang Feifei shook her head vigorously, "It's not me! It's you! You push me, I don't want to, I don't want to do this!"

"Then it's better..." Henry Zhang stared at Xiang Feifei suddenly.

Under Henry Zhang’s gaze, Xiang Feifei took two steps back subconsciously.

Henry Zhang shook his fingers twice, “Why don’t I send you down to accompany him, how about it?”

Xiang Feifei's legs softened, she slumped on the ground, closed her mouth, and shook her head vigorously. A foul smell came from between her legs. Obviously, Henry Zhangjian's simple words scared her to death guts.

“Then just pretend that this has never happened, and continue your party.” Henry Zhang shrugged, “Or just leave.”

"No, I can't leave." Xiang Feifei's voice trembled, "My parents are still here, and now someone is dead, and if I leave suddenly, I will definitely be suspected."

"It depends on your own acting skills." Henry Zhang bared his teeth, then ignored Xiang Feifei and walked straight to the center of the castle.

Xiang Feifei got up with difficulty, and just about to follow up, she heard Henry Zhang’s voice.

"If you dare to follow, I'll kill you. Remember, I'm not joking."

This sentence made Xiang Feifei's raised legs stop in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)