Chapter 430

The look on Ren housekeeper's face suddenly froze. He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his arm.

Then I found my arm trembling slightly.

Housekeeper Ren had to admit that he was afraid.

Qin Yanchen's means scared him too much. Even then, he was ashamed of himself, so he deliberately bluff.

He thought he was hiding well, but Qin Yanchen saw through it.

Qin Yanchen's eyes are too poisonous.

Housekeeper Ren is a little uncertain. Today he is so desperate. Can he fight with Yao man safely.

Indeed, he said that he didn't care. He just said that in order to disrupt Qin Yanchen's rhythm.

He knew that Qin Yanchen regarded Qiao Ansheng as an eye, so he took Qiao Ansheng regardless, but he forgot that he could take Qin Yanchen's palm pearl.

Qin Yanchen can also hold his seven inches.

Steward Ren's eyes were all wrinkled. When he narrowed slightly, they were wrinkled like the green veins in his forehead. He looked at Yao man sitting paralyzed on the ground.

My heart seemed to be filled with cement. For a moment, I was frozen.

If he had been young, he would not have been so hesitant, but he was old and could not be decisive when he was young.

And that's Yao Zhen and his children.

Yao zhensu hates him to the bone. This child is the only thing Yao Zhen left him. He has endured humiliation for so many years, but it's not all to save Yao man.

Deal with the mess for her.

But because she is the only contact between herself and Yao Zhen.

Housekeeper Ren thought, and his eyes changed in an instant

Qin Yanchen saw that his complexion changed slightly, the corners of his lips rose, and gently drew a small arc. He turned his head sideways, and Yu Guang and Qin Guangyan matched.

Qin Guangyan understood what he meant.

Pretending to be casual, he leaned towards the wall, one hand into a fist, coughed, and his face seemed anxious to persuade him again.

"Lao Ren... Don't be impulsive. Don't you want a car? We have all prepared for you. As long as you release Ansheng, we can discuss everything. "

While talking, his hand was naturally carried behind him. While Ren's housekeeper's attention was on Qin Yanchen, he quietly made a gesture to the bodyguard behind him.

Qin Yanchen continued to take another step forward.

At this time, he was close to leaving the housekeeper, and his awe inspiring spirit followed.

Housekeeper Ren was very unnatural and pushed back. He was already embarrassed and the windows had to be pasted tightly and seamlessly. He looked at Qin Guangyan who helped to interrupt over there fiercely: "less nonsense, where's the car!"

Qin Guangyan raised his hand and pointed at his back: "look, downstairs, it's all ready!"

Housekeeper Ren was a little short of breath and glanced downstairs from his side.

Sure enough, there was an open door black car parked downstairs.

Housekeeper Ren swallowed his saliva, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Yao man, raising an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Qin Yanchen didn't miss the subtle expressions on his face. He snorted coldly, pulled Yao man, and carried forward: "this is your only daughter, uncle Ren?"

Poor Yao man was already pale, and his voice was crying hoarse. His voice was lowered. He looked at housekeeper Ren dejectedly and helplessly: "help me... Don't..."

Housekeeper Ren was silent, listening to Yao man's hoarse voice, and his heart was like a knife.

Qin Yanchen's voice was clear word by word, even to a cruel degree: "you can die, but don't forget..."

The muscles on Ren housekeeper's arms all tightened up like a mountain. He was staring at Qin Yanchen intently.

He didn't notice that he pinched Qiao Ansheng's hand and his strength became loose.

Qiao Ansheng only felt that the shackles on her neck seemed to be slightly loosened. She took a tentative breath, and the swelling pain of the throat bone was relieved a lot.

But Ren housekeeper's knife was still against her neck.

The cold and sharp blade tip has already pierced the skin, with a burning tingling feeling.

Qin Yanchen stared at the knife on Qiao Ansheng's neck. His voice had calmed down and listened very low. He pulled Yao man's hair around him: "she is still alive..."

Yao man covered his hair. He just felt that Qin Yanchen had torn off his scalp. He didn't need to squeeze his tears for a long time, so he was in pain.

She looked up at Qin Yanchen with tearful eyes, but only saw the man's black pupil without a trace of warmth and the words that he fell in his ear that sounded like a demon whispering.

"As long as she lives, I have many ways to make her life worse than death. Just stay underground and watch her look worse than death."

"How, uncle Ren?"

Steward Ren's breath suddenly coagulated. He was really old and soft hearted. His thoughts were a little confused for a moment.

"Lao Ren, if you want to go, I'll take you away. What do you say, you've been with me for so many years, i... I..."

Qin Guangyan also paced, step by step, carefully and cautiously approached. He winked at the bodyguard behind him and motioned the other party to rush up when the time was right.

Qin Yanchen moved his steps slightly and almost invisible. At the same time, his muscles were tight, and he was ready to go through his shirt and strong skeleton.

But his face was still indifferent: "whether you want to die or not, choose it yourself."

Yao man's cry was like a magic sound in his ears. Qin Yanchen worked hard on his hand, and the extremely sharp glass in his palm was about to pierce Yao man's head.

Yao man was so painful that he immediately opened his mouth and twisted his face, crying and howling.

Housekeeper Ren's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyebrows were frozen into a pimple, his ferocious face was exposed, and his chest fluctuated rapidly.

He had no time to care about others. He pointed the dagger in his hand at Qin Yanchen and bit his teeth: "good boy... You!"

After thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with a specific word in his mind. He just bit a row of back teeth and cut Qin Yanchen like a hook in his eyes.

Housekeeper Ren just went to see Yao man over there. Even the knife in his hand pointed to Qin Yanchen, not to mention the other hand holding Qiao Ansheng

In the end... Even the one who pinched Qiao Ansheng's arm just held Qiao Ansheng's neck.

Qiao Ansheng was able to breathe freely at last, and her neck was able to move more or less.

She took a deep breath greedily and calmed her heart beat violently because of lack of oxygen. Then she looked up at Qin Yanchen.