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

Chapter 2077 Let me ask you, where are you?
"Who?" Nangong Jing's jawline was tense, and she shot at him like a sword of wind and frost.

"Just... that Yan Rongliang... right!" Qiao Qian asked Jiang Heng.

"Yes..." Jiang Heng nodded.

"Who informed him to come?" Nangong Jing's dark eyes burned with raging anger, as if he was about to burn everything in front of him.

Jiang Han only felt a cold air coming from his bone marrow, and he didn't dare to speak.

Jiang Heng explained tremblingly: "It's...it's her..."

"Kangdang..." Nangong Jing picked up the cup on the bedside and threw it at him.

Jiang Heng didn't dare to block it, the cup hit his body and bounced to the ground, making a creepy shattering sound.

Nangong Jing's face was ashen, and she roared angrily: "She has lost her memory, and she doesn't remember anyone from the past, but you can explain to me, how did she come up with the name "Yan Rongliang"?"

"This..." Jiang Heng lowered his head even lower, and blamed him for being careless, but he was still deceived by her.

"Say it!" Nangong Jing is like a monster that eats human flesh and drinks human blood at this moment, and his bloody mouth has opened...

Jiang Heng lowered his head very low, and Jiang Han didn't even dare to move...

Nangong Jing seemed to be possessed by Shura, panting heavily, reached out and touched the gun on her waist, but when she couldn't find it, she yelled at Qiao Qian: "Where's the gun?"

Qiao Qian pursed her lips and persuaded: "Master, we can't blame them completely for this matter.
Jian Shao pretended so much that they thought he hadn't lost his memory, and when Yan Rongliang came, they were still fighting in the room..."

Before Qiaoqian could finish explaining, Nangong Jing asked gloomily, "You want to die with them, don't you?"

"I..." Qiaoqian looked depressed, looked at the report on the table, and immediately said: "Master, the results of Young Master Jian's examination have come out."

Nangong Jing's twitching eyelids paused slightly, staring at him like the twelfth lunar month of winter, even if he didn't say a word, the strong sense of oppression was still impossible to ignore.

Qiaoqian pursed her lips and said, "I've checked carefully, and her body is very good, including her viscera and organs are normal, and the tumor in her brain has disappeared.

But last night she suddenly had a splitting headache and her eyes were bloodshot. If this happens often, it is best to do a further detailed examination! "

"Last night? Why?" When Nangong Jing heard this, her pupils shrank suddenly, with an unspeakable fear.

"I don't know, it was after Yan Rongliang went in and they fought..." Jiang Heng explained the matter briefly.

After Nangong Jing finished listening, a hint of puzzlement flashed in her dark eyes...

"Knock, click..." A knock on the door interrupted his meditation.

"Come in!" Qiao Qian said quietly.

When the door opened, Yan Rongliang, Qin Li, and Wen Hao came in from outside.

The moment Nangong Jing saw Yan Rongliang again, the anger in her eyes became more and more intense, and her thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold straight line...

Yan Rongliang's spine stiffened after being stared at by him, and he walked forward with a dejected expression, not daring to breathe.

"Where's the person?" Nangong Jing asked gloomily.

Yan Rongliang pursed his lips, but didn't dare to speak...

For a moment, the huge room was as cold as an Antarctic glacier.

"Where are you?" Nangong Jing let out a thunderous growl. If he had a gun in his hand, everyone would probably die under his gun.

Yan Rongliang replied tremblingly: "She's gone..."

If he was not worried that he would blame Jiang Heng, he would never come back to seek guilt...

"Where are you going?" Nangong Jing was almost gnashing her teeth.

(End of this chapter)