Chapter 1106

Nangong zhenglie just looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his whole body still exuded the strong air like a king.

Just heard the man continue to ask: "zhenglie heard your daughter back, gave birth to your son, such incest, zhenglie you also acquiesce?"? You don't think it's against Nangong Zuxun. "

The words fall, but only hear a low and terrible voice to open a way, "you are now too much nonsense!"

His face was expressionless, and he could not see the slightest emotion under his familiar amber eyes.

The man just gave a low smile, "you really haven't changed at all!"

With that, the assistant on the middle-aged man's side handed a thick document to the coffee table in front of Nangong zhenglie.

Put the pen on“ Zhenglie, I just want to get back what used to belong to me. Your son really helped me a lot this time. I didn't expect that he would be so merciless to your father. I have an opportunity to take advantage of it. If your father and son are too friendly, then my efforts in recent decades will be in vain

It's too expensive. "

“……”

"To be honest, I've seen Liye, too. When she stood with shaojue, it reminded me of you and Issa. It's really a perfect match."

Nangong zhenglie just looked at her, his face was still cold and frightening.

Only heard the middle-aged man Yang voice way, "but zhenglie you don't worry, as long as you sign, I will guarantee you safe and sound, you are tired for decades, it's time to recuperate, you now have grandchildren, can enjoy Qingfu."

“……”

"If zhenglie continues to insist, I'm afraid I can't guarantee the safety of all the people here. You're also a smart man. You've been away from Paris for a while, so zhenglie, you should be very clear about your current situation, so you have only one choice now..."

Said finally, originally with a smile between the eyebrows suddenly become extremely cruel.

Frowning, a pair of muddy eyes under the frame seems to gather decades of resentment.

Short silence, the whole space tense like a string about to break, suppress suffocation.

But suddenly at this time, a heavy and powerful footsteps suddenly.

The middle-aged man subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the position of the second floor. When he fixed his eyes, he looked terrible with wrinkles.

And the South Temple is strong to see a person who walk down, the facial expression is not facial expression.

Nangong Shao Jue moves down, and every step seems to have a decisive and strong air.

A pair of amber eyes full of bloodthirsty spirit confront the middle-aged man.

Step closer without any pause.

The middle-aged man looked at Nangong shaojue, his breath became dignified.

As he got closer and closer, a strong bodyguard came forward with a gun and aimed at Nangong shaojue's temple. He said in standard Greek, "stop!"

At that moment, before everyone could react, I only heard the sound of the bodyguard's pain, accompanied by the sound of the joint cracking, which was as fast as lightning, and condensed the powerful force of killing.

When the bodyguards standing around came forward with guns, he had grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man, and the guns he had just seized had been compared to the forehead of the middle-aged man.

"You want to die!" A sudden bloodthirsty voice.

The middle-aged man confronts Nangong shaojue, and there is no fear on his wrinkled face“ If I die! Nobody here wants to live! You'd better think clearly about what you are doing now. You should learn more from your father. After all, you are too young. Your father has also experienced what you have experienced. He knows very well what you want to do. Don't always think too much about yourself

Strong, invincible, blind arrogance will only ruin your life

For a moment, only the sound of pulling the trigger was heard.

Then, a low cold voice suddenly rose, "less decision! Step back

Nangong shaojue didn't let go. He held the palm of the man's collar tightly. His veins were exposed and his eyes were tight. He couldn't hide his bloodthirsty spirit. It was terrible.

But the middle-aged man looked at him, and there was no movement.

"When you kneel on the ground and beg me, I'll cut you to pieces." Cruel voice, said, let go of hand heavily push him on the sofa.

Then he leaned back on the sofa and sat directly on the side of the middle-aged man. His legs were raised on the tea table, and his eyes were fixed on the Nangong master in front of him. His cold and terrible look still didn't change much.

But the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to loosen his tie. After coughing for a few times, he got up slowly with crutches in his hands and looked down at Nangong zhenglie“ Zhenglie, give you a minute to think about it. I don't have enough endurance like you. Now the whole island has been blocked by my people, so zhenglie, you don't have to make fun of your own life. Now that you are at this stage, you should know that I will never be under my control

Be merciful. There will never be any way out for you. "

The last sentence is full of warning.

But such a threat for the two people sitting on the sofa, it does not seem to have any threat, look between the slightest panic, still cold.

The sudden stillness of the air seems to only hear the sound of air flow, no one is moving, space seems to be a moment of prohibition, suffocating depression.

The middle-aged man didn't say much. He was clutching his crutches with both hands and looking down at the man sitting opposite the sofa. His wrinkled look couldn't hide the extreme resentment.

As time goes by, the diamond clock hanging on the wall, the second hand moving, becomes like a hypnotist, and death seems to be approaching with the ticking sound.

Suddenly, Nangong master released his hand and reached out to pick up the paper on the coffee table. He looked at it one by one. His serious eyes swept by coldly.

Put down the document, put the crutch on one side, open the pen cap, and write down your name and strong handwriting without hesitation.

One is signed, but the action of writing is particularly slow. The assistant on one side is checking the documents one by one.

Nangong Shao Jue looked at Nangong master's action. He didn't have the slightest emotion, and didn't mean to stop him. He was totally indifferent.

And the middle-aged man tightening his eyes and looking at the signature of Nangong zhenglie, his breath suddenly becomes dignified, but he doesn't know why. At this moment, there seems to be a kind of inexplicable bad premonition in his heart.

How could Nangong zhenglie be such a surrender? He would give up decades of hard work in order to save his life. His look is not to see the slightest different emotions, which inexplicably let his heart is not taste.