The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 442 Someone Wants to Snatch Yantao
Master Qin forcibly rubbed away the blood on the back of Yan Tao's hand, and gently moved her hand away.

Kordo turned his grief and anger into motivation, and his eyes were cold, "Yan Wang, since you don't hand over the things, I will pick them up myself! Brothers, come on!"

They didn't use guns, they relied on fists.

To complete the task of finding things, there is no need to send your own life into it.

Kordo and Lian Feng fought together, and the two parties came and went, and the sound of fists and kicks collided from time to time.

Qin Zong sat on the stone, frowned suddenly, pulled Yan Tao up, and a sharp wind brushed past the man's ears.

He narrowed his frost-covered eyes, pushed Yan Tao away, kicked out his long legs, and hit the man's chest with his cold military boots.

"boom!"

Throwing that person away, four people sprang out from the woods, their strikes were as fierce as lightning, and they entangled Qin Zong.

Young Master Yan staggered and took a step back, she felt the wind from someone behind her, her peach blossom eyes were raised, she didn't make a move, and let him slash her neck with a knife.

The young man fell unconscious.

Lian Feng saw this scene from a distance, and his eyelids twitched: What does this little ancestor want to do?
That day in Qingyang City, more than 20 war eagle elites besieged, and they didn't even touch the boy's clothes.

Just lay down with a knife in one hand?

joke.

Qin Zong also saw this scene.

This little bastard, I don't know what's on his mind.

Qin Zong's handsome face was expressionless, and he punched two of them flying away. At the same time, his upper body suddenly leaned back to avoid the attack.

Turning over and kicking, the remaining two were kicked away by the wind with sharp legs, and the military boots stepped on the neck of one of them. His cold eyes were placed on the path where the boy left, and the coldness in his phoenix eyes was piercing.

Xiaoqi: Master, what are you holding back?
Yan Tao kicked over seriously: What nonsense!
Lao Tzu is your master!

Xiaoqi reluctantly compromised: Alright master, what are you holding back?
Yantao...

She felt that it was time to put the matter of returning to the factory and resetting it on the agenda.

"Colonel, someone is here."

Yan Tao fell to the ground, she cried out in pain, pretended to be woken up by the fall, and woke up in a daze.

When Miyamoto's eyes fell on the young man's face, surprise and astonishment flashed across his eyes.

What a beautiful boy.

The facial features are exquisite and perfect, as if drawn out, even if they fall to the ground, they still can't hide their extraordinary demeanor.

"Hi, I'm Masaichi Miyamoto."

People are always more tolerant of good-looking things or people.

Miyamoto smiled, and reprimanded his subordinates in a cold voice, "I asked you to invite someone over, who told you to throw him?!"

but……

"Why is it a boy? Isn't it a girl?"

The subordinate was also a little confused: "It must be him, but she was wearing a skirt last night."

Yan Tao slowly stood up, straightening his collar with plain white hands, his voice became clearer and colder, "Does this young master have anything to do with you?"

Miyamoto was looking around Yan Tao, and saw that the young man had a wicked smile on his lips, and his slouchy standing posture was very much like a rich young master.

Country R has a lot of bigwigs in women's clothing.

Miyamoto just thought the boy was playing some kind of game.

How could a girl have such a coquettish temperament and posture.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, what you want to wear is your right. I invited you here today, and there is no malice. Don't worry, as long as the Hades hand over the things, I will never do anything to you."

Yan Tao smiled: "You better stop laughing, it's too ugly."

Masaichi Miyamoto...! ! !
(End of this chapter)