Billionaire God of War

Looking at the yacht and disappearing in sight, Fang miyin sneered and turned away.

He's already set it up.

No one is allowed to go to the Qiankun island now. Even if they die on it, no one will know.

Jiangning, they think, this Qiankun Island represents romance and eternity, right.

In fact, there is no mistake. As long as we die together, we will be together forever.

Fang Mi got on his sports car and drove straight to the South Gate villa.

Jiangning is doomed not to come back, so the underground circle of South Island should be cleaned up. The tourism industry of South Island should also be restored to the previous mode.

Without Jiangning, a meddler, Nandao used to be, and now it should be.

The difference is that the people who can enjoy all this are no longer nanbatian, but other secret!

"Is it all arranged?"

Fang MI was driving and making a phone call. "Don't be merciful. You must leave them on Qiankun island. It doesn't matter where they are buried, as long as they are dead."

He sneered: "my brothers and I will wait for you to come back in the South Gate villa and celebrate your success."

With that, Fang Mi hung up.

After confirming the arrangement of Qiankun Island, the stone in his heart can be put down at last.

As soon as Jiangning died, everything settled down.

The underground circle of South Island has finally arrived!

Fang Mi drove back to the South Gate villa, all the way to the door.

"Well?"

The iron gates on both sides, who should have been on duty, are missing?

He was a little annoyed.

"It seems that some guys still have to beat and beat. Nanbatian is dead, but Jiangning is not dead yet? They dare to relax like this."

Fang Mi snorted.

He parked his car and went straight to the South Gate villa, now his home.

Pushing the door, Fang Mi didn't see it. Standing on both sides of the door to greet her maid, she only saw a dozen people lying down in the empty hall!

All his confidants!

Blood, dyed red on the floor, and even limbs and broken arms, choking smell of blood, suddenly let Fang MI, almost vomit out.

"Ouch --"

his face was pale, and his legs softened instantly.

Just have ambition and greed, now where there is a trace!

"No, no way No way

Fang Mi yelled, staring at the man in the sandalwood chair, screaming like a madman.

"Why are you not dead! impossible! Absolutely impossible

Sitting on that sandalwood chair, Nan batian can't see a trace of murderous spirit between his eyebrows, but his hands have already been dyed red!

On the ground, the dozens of corpses, even a few people, were torn off by him!

"You killed my double."

Nan batian said lightly, "Fang MI, I didn't expect that you had some ambition."

Fang Mi felt that his legs were soft, and with a plop, he knelt down directly!

"Big brother!"

He suddenly kowtowed, on the forehead, immediately blood pouring, "big brother! I was wrong! I was wrong

He always wondered why Nan batian became more and more timid as he grew older. Over the years, he even looked like a retired old man, without a trace of spirit.

Even if he is riding on his head, he has no temper.

He thought nanbatian was old, but how could he know that it was just the double of nanbatian?

Why didn't he find out!

Fang Mi yelled and walked to Nan batian and kowtowed: "brother, I'm wrong. Give me a chance..."