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Chapter 179 Nangong Han is my brother-in-law

"thump!"

With just one kick, the man kicked Tianju's chest fiercely. He was kicked flying, hit the car window directly, and fell down again.

"Can you say a few words less?" Mo Qiyue was really pissed off by Mo Tianju. Why did she have such a big mouth? Did she think she lived too long?

"Hmph, this chick is still sensible."

The van drove slowly to the suburbs, and then to a deserted factory area.

Most Tianju was violently kicked off, and Most Qiyue was carried on his shoulders. After all, Most Qiyue was Nangong Han's woman with a delicate status, so naturally no one would dare to hurt her.

A group of people passed through the long deserted area and got into a secret door. The surroundings were extremely dark, except for a dilapidated lamp that barely gave off a yellowish light.

Passing through the dark corridor, a door in front of him shone brightly, as if, in some dark cave, a ray of light guided a lost person towards it.

Walking in the door, the space is very spacious, with no furniture, only a set of tables with tea cups on it.

A group of black-clothed men stood around, all of them were expressionless, extremely fierce, and very strong. An old man was sitting on a chair in the center. His temples were a little gray, which was the imprint of annual rings accumulated every day. .

It's just that there was a sharp light in his eyes, and he looked like that kind of shrewd and courageous man.

Based on his appearance, Zuo Qiyue guessed that the old man was about 50 years old.

One of the men put Zuo Qiyue down, pushed her from behind, and let her go forward.

"God of War, she is the woman in the data."

Everyone's respectful gesture, the man stepped back immediately after finishing speaking.

God of War, this name is too familiar. The name that often appears on A Biao's mouth seems to have some kind of ambiguous relationship with Nangong Han. In July, he couldn't help but look at the old man, and saw the old man tapping his fingers on the table. , making a crisp sound, his eyes are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.

At this time, a tall and thin man standing next to God of War, with a crew-cut hairstyle, looked like some kind of criminal who had just come out of prison, and he walked directly towards Qiyue.

"Be wise and let us go, otherwise, Nangong Han won't let you go."

Falling to the ground, the most heavenly tool that was bound layer by layer, threatened again with Nangong Han's name, he moved his body, trying to stand up, but he had no strength.

"Uh."

The lean man kicked the most important thing a distance away.

"Do you know who Nangong Han is? He is my brother-in-law. Let me tell you, don't let me go out, otherwise, you will all die..."

However, the most natural words are seen by everyone as a funny clown, and everyone looks uniformly indifferent, watching with cold eyes.

The lean man's big feet stepped on the most beautiful face. From the distortion of the most beautiful face, it can be seen how strong his feet are.

"God of War, this kid is the one who owes us more than 100 million yuan in the gambling house. Unexpectedly, his sister is Nangong Han's woman. From this point of view, does this count as our extra income?"

There was a glint of success in the thin man's eyes, his expression remained unchanged, like a sculpture, making it impossible to figure out his thoughts.

"Ha...hahaha...." God of War suddenly laughed out loud, and that harsh laughter made people feel depressing.

"No...that's not the case." Most Qiyue hastily retorted, looking at the situation, they and Nangong Han really came against the enemy.

(End of this chapter)