Jiang Zihan has some grievances. It must be difficult to please Jin Chunqiu. I'm afraid what Jin Chunqiu wants is nothing more than her body
Jin Chunqiu's mouth muscles trembled.
Let Tang Tianlin go?
A fool talks about a dream. He will not only let Tang Tianlin go, but also torture Tang Tianlin slowly.
Don't Tang Tianlin care about Jiang Zihan? Haven't you even touched Jiang Zihan's body? Then insult Jiang Zihan in front of Tang Tianlin.
"Shall I do it or do it myself?"
At this time, Qi Wushuang spoke.
Everyone was in a daze.
An overwhelming murderous atmosphere pervaded the whole restaurant.
Here we are. We're going to do it.
The unparalleled sword God really wants to deal with Tang Tianlin.
It seems that Tang Tianlin's strength is really not weak.
Jinqiao looked at Jiang Zihan, "Zihan, your waste husband is not so unbearable. It's worth his life to die under the unparalleled sword."
Jiang Zihan's hands and feet trembled, and a breath of despair filled his chest. Is Tang Tianlin really going to die?
Since then, there has been a separation between heaven and man. This is probably the most sad thing in the world.
"Tianlin, there's something I want to say to you..."
Jiang Zihan closed his eyes, and the big tears rolled down on Lengmei's face, full of a trace of tenderness.
"I... Loved..."
Her voice was faint and inaudible.
It was completely blocked by a voice like thunder.
"It's endless, isn't it? What's scaring my wife? Kneel down and apologize!"
Pop!
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Tang Tianlin had rushed to Qi Wushuang, holding Qi Wushuang's collar in one hand and raising the other hand high, and five clear finger prints had been left on Qi Wushuang's face.
make love!
Known as the unparalleled sword God.
Tang Tianlin slapped him in the face, which made him look like a golden star. The hand carrying the sword couldn't make it out at all.
Pop pop
Until the whole face was swollen like a pig's head, Tang Tianlin reached out and grabbed the steel sword in his hand.
"You are the gold family's card? That's it?"
Tang Tianlin threw him away like garbage and kicked him.
Qi Wushuang covered his lower body with his hands and curled up on the floor in pain.
Huh?
Jinjo took two steps back.
Her idol, she is Qi's matchless little fan sister.
No way, it's absolutely false.
This Qi Wushuang is a fake. His double swords didn't even shake. They were hung up and beaten into a pig's head like Tang Tianlin's father beat his son.
"False, false, absolutely false."
He shook his head.
I don't want to believe it.
However, every year at the family meeting, Qi's unparalleled position is the first person under the family owner.
She watched secretly in the crowd, which was deeply imprinted in her mind.
In her fantasy, Qi Wushuang is an immortal figure. She often fantasizes that this handsome uncle with incomparable temperament will break through the window and come to her bed one day
How?
Are those legends false?
After all, she doesn't know what martial arts is, hasn't seen Linjiang casino, and doesn't know legends.
It's hard not to have five pairs. It's just a scam made up by the Jin family.
She naturally did not expect that Qi Wushuang was not too fake, but that Tang Tianlin was too strong, too strong, too strong, so strong that Qi Wushuang was killed by the second without even making a shot.
Tang Tianlin looked back and looked at Jiang Zihan again. "Zihan, what did you just say?"
"I... i... didn't say anything."
Jiang Zihan opened her mouth and asked her beautiful president to declare a door-to-door son-in-law. She couldn't do it. Just now, she thought Tang Tianlin was dying and didn't want to leave regret.
As a result, Tang Tianlin was not only not dead, but alive and kicking.
The beaten man is the trump card of the Jin family.
Then she won't admit that she likes Tang Tianlin.
"I seem to have heard something about love? Are you saying you loved me? If so, help me have a baby tonight!"
Tang Tianlin smiled and smashed the king's trump card. He didn't take it to heart at all.
Jiang Zihan's face was cold, "shameless, you heard wrong!"
She killed him and didn't admit it. Tang Tianlin had no choice.
But some people still have to deal with it.
"Jin Chunqiu."
Jin Chunqiu trembled all over. When flirting with Jiang Zihan, Tang Tianlin was as soft as the spring breeze, but when he turned around and called his name, it was like sudden snow in cold winter, which made people feel cold to the bone.
"I... I'm here."
Jin Chunqiu responded with trembling.
"You seemed to have found a savior just now?"
"I... I didn't. how dare I think so?"
"Then why didn't you tie up your dog and let him come out and bite?"
"I..."
Jin Chunqiu stammers.
His only happiness at the moment is that he didn't talk crazy after Qi Wushuang appeared just now.
However, no fault, no credit.
Tang Tianlin turned and stared at him, "scared my wife. This time, what will you pay for?"
Jin Chunqiu sat on the ground with his legs soft and his crotch was wet. "What do you want? I have countless industries in the Jin family. Money and power can be discussed..."
He seemed to have died at home, and he regretted it at this time.
Who came up with the bad idea to catch Jiang Zihan and lead Tang Tianlin here?
It's easier to ask God than to send God.
He really felt that Tang Tianlin was invincible. What about Jin Shenwei? Under his hands, he couldn't even support a move. I'm afraid the boy's future is at the level of Yan Jinghua Yunhai.
I was wrong from the beginning. I shouldn't compete with him.
"Property, money and power? I'm still procrastinating on the Lincheng and Hanshi industries handed over by your family last time. Do you want to come this time? Otherwise, I'll let you directly let the Jin family out and let me be the master of your Jin family."
Jin Qiao and Jiang Zihan looked at Tang Tianlin in amazement.
Today, Tang Tianlin shocked them too much.
Jinqiao tightly pursed her lips. From now on, she dared not say a word.
"You should talk to me if you want to sit in the position of the master of the Jin family."
Hoo
Outside the door, suddenly there was another sound.
Jin Gui, the old man of the Jin family, arrived. He walked slowly with a crutch. On his left is Jin Zhennan, the current owner of the Jin family.
Standing on his right was a sick man in a cloak and robe.
The man covered his mouth and coughed.
Surrounded by the Jin family, the sick man seemed to be the center of everyone, like a black hole, unfathomable.
"Cough... Uncle Qi, why are you so careless."
The sick man looked at Qi Wushuang lying on the ground and asked with concern. His voice was quite childish. It seemed that he was less than 20 years old.
He squatted down and checked Qi Wushuang's injury. Then he took out a jade bottle and gave it to the maid next to him, "take it down and smear it on Uncle Qi's injury."
With that, he stood up and looked up at Tang Tianlin with extremely feminine eyes.
Tang Tianlin had a feeling of threat and was inexplicably cold.