Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

4243 - Take the initiative to report to the house
The legs of the man whose head was pressed by the gun muzzle were weak, as if he was about to collapse on the ground.

Qiao Nian gently moved the muzzle of the gun forward; "Stand still."

The 1.8 meter tall man swallowed his saliva, pinched his fingers to force himself to stay calm and stand still, lest he would offend Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian looked at them again.

"Is it fun for me to ask you?"

"..."

Who among the three dares to speak?

The three of them stood there stiffly, their necks straightened, all the cells in their bodies screaming regret and wanting to leave.

Sunday took the lead in provoking people.

Even if she feels extremely regretful in her heart and just wants to walk away, she still has to force herself to put on an embarrassing smile: "Sister, sister, don't be angry."

Qiao Nian held the gun in his left hand, and took out the silver knife from his pocket with his right hand. The sharp blade slid against the strong man's cheek.

The muscles on the strong man's face trembled violently in fright.

"Beauty, beauty."

Sunday waved his hands again and again: "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

Qiao Nian gestured up and down with the blade, and took the time to answer them casually: "I think it's quite fun."

She asked back, "You don't think it's fun?"

How dare the three of them talk on Sunday.

Especially the arrogant and domineering man almost fainted when he saw this.

But Qiao Nian had only warned him not to move around, he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that if he moved, the other party would regard him as a provocation and shoot him directly in the head.

"Sunday..."

He was brought in by Sunday, and this kind of accident happened.

A strong man can only find Sunday.

The expressions on the woman's face were changing and wonderful.

After thinking about it for about a minute, she figured it out, gritted her teeth, stood up, and said, "Sister, it's my fault. How about this, I apologize to you, how about you let my friend go first?"

Sunday felt that it would be a great shame and humiliation for him to bow his head to a yellow man.

She had no choice but to do it.

"Sorry." She bowed her head in embarrassment and apologized, "It's my fault."

Not sorry.

but sorry.

The former is an apology under an equal relationship.

The latter is more like a step that the superior has to find.

Qiao Nian half-closed his eyes, and suddenly raised his arms. The strong man screamed in fright, and closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was going to die.

Just heard a gunshot.

There was a hole less than 10 centimeters from the woman's feet, and the ground was full of dust. The people standing there were already pale with fright.

Qiao Nian blew the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and said casually in a lazy tone, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"..."

Now Sunday didn't dare to speak.

The three of them could see it.

People don't eat hard and soft!

But why is an oriental so arrogant in Independent Continent?
The three of them were full of doubts in their hearts, and the situation in front of them did not allow them to think too much, and all of them had extremely ugly faces.

At this time, a car slowly pulled over on the road and stopped.

The passenger window rolled down.

Moxi put his arm on it, turned his head and saw: "Joe..."

He immediately noticed the situation on the sidewalk, quickly unfastened his seat belt and walked down to Qiao Nian's side.

He glanced at the three of them.

Then he turned his attention to the girl, before he could speak.

Sunday recognized him immediately: "Mr. Mo!"

When Moxi turned around, he saw a beautifully dressed woman not far away who was very excited when she saw him, and kept waving at him.

He also pointed to his nose.

"It's me, I'm Sunday!"

"?"

"I met you at my father's dinner before, and I gave you a toast. You forgot?" When she saw Moxi, she obviously didn't remember who she was.

(End of this chapter)