Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1279 What's the hurry?Watch the show first!
Until she heard the "beep beep..." hang up sound, she dropped the phone and rushed towards Cheng Yangyang, looking like she wanted to strangle him to death...

Jian Junxi threw the phone on the table, and the memory in his mind was a bit chaotic.

I saw my bag on the sofa, and after opening it, I took out a small notebook from inside, propped my forehead with one hand, and flipped through the pages one by one...

Deep forest
A beautiful woman was undergoing reconstruction. She was wearing a black sportswear, her long hair was coiled up high, there was a layer of water on her forehead, and her face was slightly pale.

She stretched out her hands and rubbed her legs, and took one step at a time, walking calmly. Looking carefully, her legs were still a little limping.

A pain spread from the soles of the feet to all the limbs. It was so familiar and piercing. Ling Yiren's face became paler and paler.

This pain reminds her all the time that this is what Nangong Jing and Jian Junxi brought her, and she must take revenge and let them pay with blood.

Especially thinking of Jian Junxi, that face that seems to control everything in his hands, the anger in his eyes is hard to calm down, he is so angry that he can't stop trembling, and his fists are clenched.

She took a deep breath and continued to rebuild until two masked men walked in.
She stopped what she was doing tremblingly, and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

"There's no chance. When they haven't returned to China, Jane's family can't get in. After their family comes back, it's even more impossible to do anything..." The man's tone was slightly decadent.

The other man was silent for a few seconds, and suggested: "How about we design to lure them out?"

"No, if we don't succeed, we will be exposed instead!" The other man disagreed and walked slowly towards the sofa.

Ling Yiren's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips curled up evilly showed calculations, and his whole body exuded a vicious aura...

another room

The two men looked at Ling Yiren in the video, their cold eyes showed no emotion.

The middle-aged man had a square face, short black and white hair trimmed neatly, white sideburns, thick eyebrows, wide and long, and a pair of narrow and long eyes that seemed strange.

There are a few creases at the corners of the eyes, which are the testimony of the weather. The bridge of the nose is straight, and a cigar is lit and put into the thin lips, and the whole body exudes a strange breath.

The young man has distinct facial features and a pair of peach blossom eyes revealing amorous feelings, which can make people fall if they are not careful.

Junyi's face is seven points similar to that of a middle-aged man, and people can tell at a glance that they are a father and son.

His handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, and he asked suspiciously: "Dad, Jian Junxi has returned to China, when are we going to get the ring?"

"What's the rush? He made it clear that he was fishing. At this time, whoever looks for him is looking for death!" The middle-aged man took a deep puff on his cigar.

Smoke spewed out from his nostrils and mouth, revealing a gloomy air.

"Then when will it be?" The young man narrowed his eyes, seeming a little anxious.

"We're not the only ones who want to get that ring. What's the rush? Watch the show first!" The middle-aged man flicked the cigarette ash.

The thin and cool lips raised a trace of an inconspicuous arc, and the chill in the deep eyes made the young man shiver, and he didn't speak any more.

Military Villa
Mo Zixuan went back to his room to work after dinner. In order not to let himself think about it, he put all his energy into his work.

After the Feng family's banquet, Jian Junxi became a devil in the upper class, as if her name would be blocked by her whenever her name was mentioned, and no one dared to mention it again.
(End of this chapter)