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

Chapter 2909 Are you satisfied with my performance?

Chapter 2909 Are you satisfied with my performance?

He is very good at reading facial expressions, and will never offend someone who is stronger than him. If he sees me, he will not only nod and bow, but at least he will be courteous.

Tsk... Look at you again, ever since you saw me, you can't hide the disgust in your eyes at all..." Jian Junxi pulled a chair and placed it in front of Feng Teng, his smiling eyes were watery and wise.

Feng Teng's cold eyes can no longer hide the ferocity and bloodiness, his clenched fists tremble slightly, as if he wished to crush her immediately.

Sitting in front of him, Jian Junxi's aura was as strong as a king's, and the ruthlessness in his eyes had already penetrated into his bones. He arrogantly sarcastically said: "I've been calculating for decades, and I've been hunting me down for decades. How about it? You are still satisfied with my performance." ?Ok?"

Feng Teng's throat covered with old bark slipped unconsciously, and the hand on the wheelchair seemed to want to activate some mechanism again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jian Junxi sent out a fist on the back of his left and right hands.

"Ah..." Feng Teng screamed in pain.

With this opening, a black pill was swallowed by him.

"You...vomit..." Feng Teng retched desperately, trying to spit out the unswallowed pill.

How could Jian Junxi give him a chance, he squeezed his chin and lifted it up.

"Hmm...you...you lunatic, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Feng Teng, who had already swallowed the medicine, roared angrily.

"Heh..." Jian Junxi sneered, like a cold-faced Hades, with an irresistible kingly aura lurking all over her body, but she suddenly grabbed his clothes on the front of his chest.

"Let go!" Feng Teng roared with his eyes tearing apart, just as he was about to resist, he realized that it was as if his bones had been taken away by someone, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

Jian Junxi lowered his head, glanced around with cold eyes, finally found the zipper opening at the bun on the back of his neck, and pulled it down.

Cutting forward even the scalp, like peeling skin, half of the fake leather mask connecting the body was torn off by her, revealing the face of his true self.

The old man was around seventy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, dilated pupils protruding outward like frogs, and those dark eyes seemed to be about to fall out of them.

It's not that a vicious person really can't look like this.

Jian Junxi's face was as cold as frost, with murderous intent rolling in his eyes, and he said lightly, "It's really... no surprise at all!"

Mi Feng heard her insult to his appearance, narrowed his protruding pupils, and said extremely coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, kill if you want!"

"Heh..." Jian Junxi's charming smile was bright and flamboyant, and he sat back to his original place while sarcastically saying, "Are you angry now? Don't you guys want to play bigger? Why? Forgot?"

Mi Feng didn't know whether she was angry because she couldn't move, or because she felt desperate because her plan failed, so she suddenly closed her eyes without saying a word.

Jian Junxi scanned the surroundings and found that there was an electric shock baton hanging from a corpse. She stood up tremblingly, and picked it up with great interest, with a wicked smile on her lips.

Suddenly, she pointed her head directly at his chest and pressed the switch!
"呵呵..." The huge electric current passed through the skin quickly to the limbs, and the body began to shake uncontrollably.

Mi Feng's eyes turned white from the pain, the nerve tissue of the brain couldn't bear it, and her consciousness became more and more blurred...

Just when he was about to be unbearable, Jian Junxi suddenly withdrew the electric shock baton, as if asking him, or talking to himself: "Where should we start to calculate our account?"

Mi Feng's face was pale, and she was twitching non-stop in the wheelchair, and asked in pain, "You...you...what do you want..."

(End of this chapter)

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