Chapter 466 It’s your own limit, not Qin Chuan’s
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Nu Mu Jin Gang
You Yong is a smart man. He knows that the group of people in front of him is about to get out of control. He cannot stop these people from disobeying orders.
But even if the other party disobeys the order, he cannot become their accomplice and must draw a clear line.
He quietly put his hand into his trouser pocket, preparing to press the shortcut key on his phone to turn on the recording mode.
You Yong was secretly glad.
Fortunately, I bought the latest iPhone before departure, and set its side buttons for shortcut recording.
Zhuge was nothing more than this when he was alive.
I am simply too smart. I can count every step and make every move.
I want to record Qi Feng and the spies for disobeying orders.
If anything happens then, with the recording in hand, you can throw the blame away.
"Qi Feng, unless you tie me up! Otherwise, I will definitely stop you!"
You Yong used extremely obvious hints to tell the other party.
If you want to take action, tie me up first.
This way it's easier for you to take action and it's easier for me to take the blame.
That way we can draw a clear line with you idiots as much as possible.
When the spies heard this, they called him a good guy.
If the dog-headed military advisor hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten to tie him up.
So, several people said, "Mr. Qi, tie him up first!"
You Yong sneered in his heart when he saw the other party putting on the suit.
I'm really too smart...hahahaha
Qi Feng detoured behind You Yong and said, "Mr. You, do you really want to stop us?"
"That's natural! The mission of the gang leader is the imperial edict! You are blatantly disobeying the imperial edict!"
You Yong thought to himself, oh, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, tie me up or knock me out.
Qi Feng sneered and raised his crutch.
From the reflection, You Yong saw Qi Feng raising his crutch and preparing to hit him hard on the back of the neck.
He was mentally prepared to accept the dark scene before his eyes.
But...the next second.
You Yong discovered that he had not fainted.
There is no pain in the back of my neck...
I just feel a little cold in my chest...
He looked down and saw a long sword going straight through his chest from his back.
You Yong was confused...
shocked...
shocked...
This guy... actually dares to kill himself?
His head is buzzing now.
Especially use thousands of calculations.
It's not surprising that Qi Feng would actually kill him directly.
How can anyone force the palace to kill the emperor?
Bu Du first said sorry, and then tied the person up.
After the deed is accomplished, he will come again to plead guilty and make meritorious service.
"You...why...why don't you follow the routine?" You Yong asked with difficulty.
The spies were also shocked, "Mr. Qi...you...how did you make the military advisor..."
Qi Feng pushed the sword in his cane forward, and then reached into You Yong's pocket.
"Trick? Your trick is to wait for us to turn around and then shoot us coldly, right?"
"Cold shot?"
"Cold gun!"
The spies also discovered at this time that You Yong's hand had already quietly reached into his pocket.
This is the action of drawing a gun! ! !
"Damn it, it turns out that all scholars are scum, and they will use such despicable methods!"
"A cold shot in the back! Mr. Qi, you saved us."
"Bah, what kind of military advisor would you like to assassinate your own brothers? They are worse than pigs and dogs!"
The corners of Youyong's mouth twitched slowly.
He wanted to defend himself, but blood had already filled his throat and mouth.
You Yong stared at Qi Feng with wide eyes.
Qi Feng put his hand into You Yong's pocket and turned it over.
But...he rummaged inside for a long time, but couldn't find a gun.
The more Qi Feng turned over, the more wrong his expression became.
"Huh? Why don't you have a gun?" He muttered to himself.
After groping for a long time, I only had a mobile phone.
Qi Feng didn't take out his phone.
He whispered in You Yong's ear, "Damn it, you don't have a gun, why are you digging your pockets? Do you think this is cool?"
You Yong looked at Qi Feng like he was looking at an idiot.
The regret in my heart.
How could I work with such a person?
It's like eight lifetimes of bad luck...
Now that the matter has come to this, Qi Feng has no hesitation.
He gave a little extra effort to let Yu Lai have a good time.
Hongmen 36 Tiangang, the intellectual ceiling, is especially useful for the Tianji star nicknamed Saint Luo Du Xiao Zhuge.
Graduate.
The Hongmen spies looked at You Yong lying in a pool of blood and panicked for a moment.
They look down on You Yong and look down on him.
However, the gang leader gave the military advisor full responsibility for the tasks of this trip.
Now the big brother who takes the lead is gone...
What else to do?Rely on your own group of little shrimps to contact the martial arts masters of China?
Who fucked you?
Also, even if the final task is completed.
Returning to Hongmen, the gang leader will definitely ask about the military advisor.
What to do then.
The spies' faces were ashen, and they were at the second level of martial arts.
Song Yuanfeng, the leader of the Hongmen Gang, was so frightened that he peed when he stared at him.
Everyone looked at Qi Feng and said, "Mr. Qi, this matter..."
Qi Feng took out the crutch stuck in You Yong's body and said to several Hongmen spies.
"Mr. You was killed by Qin thieves on his way to China. Now we are going to kidnap the Qin thieves' relatives to avenge Mr. You!"
Several spies slapped their heads.
He said with admiration, "Mr. Qi is still smart!"
"Mr. Qi is indeed a man of great talent."
"I used to read that Mr. Qi was a playboy in the news, but now it seems that it was the unscrupulous media who slandered him."
Qi Feng smiled proudly and waved his hand, "Stop flattering me and go to Su's house to take care of things."
Several people nodded and took action immediately.
Qi Feng looked at You Yong on the ground, the tenderness and youthfulness on his face instantly wiped away.
"Haha, damn, a guy who hasn't graduated from elementary school is your mother's military advisor. If I don't kill you today, I will kill you when the martial arts conference recruits people. What bullshit Hongmen, they are just a bunch of uneducated people. Country bumpkins. 72 people can't beat one of them, yet the biggest gang in the world. Damn you!"
......
Hilton Garden Inn, in a suite.
Nearly 4 hours of friendly exchanges in simple terms.
Su Xiaoyan reached the limit of her body. She leaned on Qin Chuan's arms and gasped for air.
In the cold winter, the smooth skin is steaming with heat.
She was still wearing the old retro school uniform, but now it had a zipper.
It is difficult to zip up due to thermal expansion and contraction.
Simply, I stopped pulling.
Qin Chuan didn't even take a breath, he didn't seem to exert his strength, and his face looked like he was still unfinished.
He held Su Xiaoyan's soft and boneless waist and felt a little distressed when he looked at her face that had been baptized by the storm.
Su Xiaoyan lay shyly in Qin Chuan's arms.
Although she was tired, she was very happy.
Qin Chuan has countless confidantes around him, and almost all of them are equally good-looking as him.
And these people, each with their own tricks, were all eyeing him.
Qinchuan's current status and wealth include such huge wealth.
Some things are more or less out of your control.
Su Xiaoyan is a sensible woman. There are some things you can ask and some things you cannot.
As long as Qin Chuan cares about himself the most, that's fine.Su Xiaoyan thought in her heart.
However, Su Xiaoyan noticed carefully from her performance just now.
Qin Chuan did not give everything to others.
Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.
"Have you thought of anything happy?" Seeing Su Xiaoyan smile, Qin Chuan couldn't help but ask
Su Xiaoyan turned over and hugged Qin Chuan tightly.
"I didn't expect anything. Just being next to you makes me feel like the happiest woman in the world."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xiaoyan, who turned over, touched Qin Chuan's steely will.
She realized that she had underestimated the person next to her.
Four hours, that is my limit, not Qin Chuan's...
But even if the other party disobeys the order, he cannot become their accomplice and must draw a clear line.
He quietly put his hand into his trouser pocket, preparing to press the shortcut key on his phone to turn on the recording mode.
You Yong was secretly glad.
Fortunately, I bought the latest iPhone before departure, and set its side buttons for shortcut recording.
Zhuge was nothing more than this when he was alive.
I am simply too smart. I can count every step and make every move.
I want to record Qi Feng and the spies for disobeying orders.
If anything happens then, with the recording in hand, you can throw the blame away.
"Qi Feng, unless you tie me up! Otherwise, I will definitely stop you!"
You Yong used extremely obvious hints to tell the other party.
If you want to take action, tie me up first.
This way it's easier for you to take action and it's easier for me to take the blame.
That way we can draw a clear line with you idiots as much as possible.
When the spies heard this, they called him a good guy.
If the dog-headed military advisor hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten to tie him up.
So, several people said, "Mr. Qi, tie him up first!"
You Yong sneered in his heart when he saw the other party putting on the suit.
I'm really too smart...hahahaha
Qi Feng detoured behind You Yong and said, "Mr. You, do you really want to stop us?"
"That's natural! The mission of the gang leader is the imperial edict! You are blatantly disobeying the imperial edict!"
You Yong thought to himself, oh, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, tie me up or knock me out.
Qi Feng sneered and raised his crutch.
From the reflection, You Yong saw Qi Feng raising his crutch and preparing to hit him hard on the back of the neck.
He was mentally prepared to accept the dark scene before his eyes.
But...the next second.
You Yong discovered that he had not fainted.
There is no pain in the back of my neck...
I just feel a little cold in my chest...
He looked down and saw a long sword going straight through his chest from his back.
You Yong was confused...
shocked...
shocked...
This guy... actually dares to kill himself?
His head is buzzing now.
Especially use thousands of calculations.
It's not surprising that Qi Feng would actually kill him directly.
How can anyone force the palace to kill the emperor?
Bu Du first said sorry, and then tied the person up.
After the deed is accomplished, he will come again to plead guilty and make meritorious service.
"You...why...why don't you follow the routine?" You Yong asked with difficulty.
The spies were also shocked, "Mr. Qi...you...how did you make the military advisor..."
Qi Feng pushed the sword in his cane forward, and then reached into You Yong's pocket.
"Trick? Your trick is to wait for us to turn around and then shoot us coldly, right?"
"Cold shot?"
"Cold gun!"
The spies also discovered at this time that You Yong's hand had already quietly reached into his pocket.
This is the action of drawing a gun! ! !
"Damn it, it turns out that all scholars are scum, and they will use such despicable methods!"
"A cold shot in the back! Mr. Qi, you saved us."
"Bah, what kind of military advisor would you like to assassinate your own brothers? They are worse than pigs and dogs!"
The corners of Youyong's mouth twitched slowly.
He wanted to defend himself, but blood had already filled his throat and mouth.
You Yong stared at Qi Feng with wide eyes.
Qi Feng put his hand into You Yong's pocket and turned it over.
But...he rummaged inside for a long time, but couldn't find a gun.
The more Qi Feng turned over, the more wrong his expression became.
"Huh? Why don't you have a gun?" He muttered to himself.
After groping for a long time, I only had a mobile phone.
Qi Feng didn't take out his phone.
He whispered in You Yong's ear, "Damn it, you don't have a gun, why are you digging your pockets? Do you think this is cool?"
You Yong looked at Qi Feng like he was looking at an idiot.
The regret in my heart.
How could I work with such a person?
It's like eight lifetimes of bad luck...
Now that the matter has come to this, Qi Feng has no hesitation.
He gave a little extra effort to let Yu Lai have a good time.
Hongmen 36 Tiangang, the intellectual ceiling, is especially useful for the Tianji star nicknamed Saint Luo Du Xiao Zhuge.
Graduate.
The Hongmen spies looked at You Yong lying in a pool of blood and panicked for a moment.
They look down on You Yong and look down on him.
However, the gang leader gave the military advisor full responsibility for the tasks of this trip.
Now the big brother who takes the lead is gone...
What else to do?Rely on your own group of little shrimps to contact the martial arts masters of China?
Who fucked you?
Also, even if the final task is completed.
Returning to Hongmen, the gang leader will definitely ask about the military advisor.
What to do then.
The spies' faces were ashen, and they were at the second level of martial arts.
Song Yuanfeng, the leader of the Hongmen Gang, was so frightened that he peed when he stared at him.
Everyone looked at Qi Feng and said, "Mr. Qi, this matter..."
Qi Feng took out the crutch stuck in You Yong's body and said to several Hongmen spies.
"Mr. You was killed by Qin thieves on his way to China. Now we are going to kidnap the Qin thieves' relatives to avenge Mr. You!"
Several spies slapped their heads.
He said with admiration, "Mr. Qi is still smart!"
"Mr. Qi is indeed a man of great talent."
"I used to read that Mr. Qi was a playboy in the news, but now it seems that it was the unscrupulous media who slandered him."
Qi Feng smiled proudly and waved his hand, "Stop flattering me and go to Su's house to take care of things."
Several people nodded and took action immediately.
Qi Feng looked at You Yong on the ground, the tenderness and youthfulness on his face instantly wiped away.
"Haha, damn, a guy who hasn't graduated from elementary school is your mother's military advisor. If I don't kill you today, I will kill you when the martial arts conference recruits people. What bullshit Hongmen, they are just a bunch of uneducated people. Country bumpkins. 72 people can't beat one of them, yet the biggest gang in the world. Damn you!"
......
Hilton Garden Inn, in a suite.
Nearly 4 hours of friendly exchanges in simple terms.
Su Xiaoyan reached the limit of her body. She leaned on Qin Chuan's arms and gasped for air.
In the cold winter, the smooth skin is steaming with heat.
She was still wearing the old retro school uniform, but now it had a zipper.
It is difficult to zip up due to thermal expansion and contraction.
Simply, I stopped pulling.
Qin Chuan didn't even take a breath, he didn't seem to exert his strength, and his face looked like he was still unfinished.
He held Su Xiaoyan's soft and boneless waist and felt a little distressed when he looked at her face that had been baptized by the storm.
Su Xiaoyan lay shyly in Qin Chuan's arms.
Although she was tired, she was very happy.
Qin Chuan has countless confidantes around him, and almost all of them are equally good-looking as him.
And these people, each with their own tricks, were all eyeing him.
Qinchuan's current status and wealth include such huge wealth.
Some things are more or less out of your control.
Su Xiaoyan is a sensible woman. There are some things you can ask and some things you cannot.
As long as Qin Chuan cares about himself the most, that's fine.Su Xiaoyan thought in her heart.
However, Su Xiaoyan noticed carefully from her performance just now.
Qin Chuan did not give everything to others.
Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.
"Have you thought of anything happy?" Seeing Su Xiaoyan smile, Qin Chuan couldn't help but ask
Su Xiaoyan turned over and hugged Qin Chuan tightly.
"I didn't expect anything. Just being next to you makes me feel like the happiest woman in the world."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xiaoyan, who turned over, touched Qin Chuan's steely will.
She realized that she had underestimated the person next to her.
Four hours, that is my limit, not Qin Chuan's...
