His Sunny Wife

"Annie emperor, you'd better leave here as soon as possible." Xin Yan stood up and looked at the man who had been stabbed on the ground. "He was stabbed to death in the heart without any signs of fighting. It was obviously the work of an acquaintance."

Situ annihilated and said, "I'm afraid it's not so easy to leave."

There was a sound of cars outside.

Xin Yan and several bodyguards rush out, only to see Nangong Yaoling's people have come.

The driver respectfully pulled the car away, and the man came out of the car.

A group of bodyguards immediately lined up to block Nangong Yaoling.

Qin Yi came forward and looked at the man in front of situ Yan, and couldn't help saying: "emperor, little It seems that we are late

Nangong Yaoling stretched out his hand and touched the tip of his nose.

Step up and go ahead.

"Young master --!" Qin Yi wants to stop him. Nangong Yaoling waves.

The bodyguards of the two sides bore their guns one after another, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Nangong Yaoling went to situ Yan and looked at the corpse on the ground.

"It's very fast." He said with a sneer.

Situ Yan said, "if I say I didn't do it, do you believe it?"

Nangong Yaoling: "what do you think?"

"If you really start, you may not be my opponent." Situ Yan stepped forward.

Qin Yi is guarding Nangong Yaoling, and his concealed weapon is ready to move.

"Is it?" Nangong Yaoling raised his eyebrows with disdain, "but how can I remember that I have been defeated once?"

The two men's eyes are opposite each other, with the same spirit and the same domineering side leakage.

The tip of the needle was not willing to give way to Mai Mang's eyes.

In situ's mind, he could not help but imagine the scene of that encounter in Australia.

If it wasn't for Feihong If it wasn't for lack of defense, he would not be defeated by the man in front of him.

"If it's a man, fight me alone." He said, looking at Qin Yi behind Nangong Yaoling.

"Are you so afraid that I will hurt your master? Or do you think he's incompetent and not my opponent at all? "

Nangong Yaoling was angry at his words.

The pupils grew darker and darker, and his face was livid.

He took a look at Qin Yi.

"Back up."

Qin Yi: "young master..."

Nangong Yaoling has a cold eye.

Qin Yi had to step back and keep his distance.

Situ Yan also took a look at Xin Yan and the bodyguard behind him.

"Go away, too. It's a matter for both of us. It seems that there will be a result today. "

Si Tu Yan said, stretched out his hand, took off his coat and threw it to Xin Yan.

Xin Yan took the coat with tension in his eyes.

Nangong Yaoling also untied a few buttons of his shirt and rolled up the cuff.

Men's movements are elegant and calm, with a bit of pride, and every movement is amazing.

Situ Yan didn't compromise, so he untied his shirt and took it off rudely.

The skin of man wheat color is showing faint sex appeal and wildness, 8 abdominal muscles are in sunshine, appear more and more vigorous and powerful.

Two men, one looks dignified, the other is wild.

They clench their fists at the same time and make a ready gesture.

"If you don't want to lose face, you can give up now." The South Temple Yao Ling picked to pick eyebrow way: "under the hand defeat."

The anger in situ Yan's eyes was ignited, and he gritted his teeth: "put away your superiority, Nangong Yaoling, you have nothing but one more good luck than me."