The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 345 The Cruel Young Master Yan
When Nan Hong woke up again, he was woken up by splashing.

It's hot in June.

However, in the air-conditioned room, such a basin of ice water was brought to Nan Hong, who was so cold that he sneezed and sat up in a state of embarrassment.

On the sofa, the boy crossed his legs and smiled, calmly.

In Nan Hong's eyes, such a smile is tantamount to provocation.

However, he was afraid of the young man's almost monstrous methods, so he didn't dare to move.

Yan Tao smiled slightly, with an extremely elegant demeanor, just like the elegant gentleman in an ancient painting, she pulled off the collar of her shirt elegantly, and smiled, "It's easy to die, but it's hard to live."

Nan Hong looked ugly, but he didn't have the guts to stop the young man who left leisurely.

He knew that to live, he had to be interested.

Relying on the young man's skill, he wanted to kill himself without anyone noticing.

Watching Yan Tao leave helplessly, the secretary said unwillingly, "Just ask her to leave like this?"

"if not?!"

He didn't succeed in getting off the horse, but was made into such a mess by a brat!
Nan Hong was full of anger, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, he grabbed the teacup and slammed it on the ground!
"Ask the court to follow procedures!"

The secretary was shocked, "The lady?"

"What do you want to call me? Die for this little thing?!"

Nan Hong's eyes were cold and angry, his hair was dripping with cold water, he shivered from the cold.

Extremely annoyed, he hated Yan Tao in his heart.

And Young Master Yan strolled out and called Gao Qiu to ask for leave.

Amid Gao Qiu's reluctance to agree, Yan Tao hung up the phone with a snap, and his slender figure leaped onto the roof, leaped across the flat roof of the balcony on the second floor, and disappeared at the edge of the city in an instant.

"Crench."

The young man stepped on the dead branch, raised his eyes and glanced at the branches covering the sky and the sun.

There was no one here, the young man pressed the thumb of his left hand on the pulp of his middle finger, his beautiful peach blossom eyes raised, his thin lips muttered something, and at the same time, he drew a talisman in the air with his right hand, and hit the ground with a bang.

The thin golden light was fleeting, and with the broken golden light, the birds rushed out of the forest in disorder.

Suddenly, the evil spirit rose sharply.

The fine golden light a second ago was covered by dark clouds, and amidst the whining and crying, countless erratic demons floated out.

Young Master Yan sneered.

There was a spirit of righteousness in this laughter, which made the monsters stop crying, and they all lay down behind the tree to look at this foreign visitor.

Yan Tao... very tired.

The young man smiled, tried to release his kindness, and asked with a smile, "Are there any big demons here?"

The demons shook their heads like rattles.

When the boy took a step forward, they shrank back and moved behind the tree trunk.

Yan Tao... her hands trembled.

I can't control the power of the prehistoric, I want to hit someone!

She took a deep breath, suppressed the mania that was rising in her chest, curled her lips lightly, and said in a coaxing tone, "Whoever you tell me where the big demon is, I have a reward~"

The boy took another step forward, and the demons backed away.

Yantao...! ! !
Oh shit!

Really uncle can bear, aunt can't bear it!

"Get the fuck out of me!"

Young Master Yan rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to grab him, "I said nicely that you don't listen, I have to do it!"

The young man had three demons in his left hand and three demons in his right hand. He raised his long legs and kicked a hundred-year-old tree in the northwest with a bang. He said coolly, "If you don't get out of here, I'll send you to the Buddha to report!"

"Master Dao, spare your life! Lord Dao, spare your life!"

Swish to the ground, under the rocks behind the tree trunk, countless illusory shadows with top horns appeared, each of them hunched their shoulders in aggrieved manner like a quail.

(End of this chapter)