"Are you threatening me or warning me?”Bu Qinghan maintained his most dignified side at all times. When he spoke, there was a faint smile on his face.
" That still depends on whether the warning is effective." Otherwise, the next step would be to use violence to solve the problem.
" Okay." Bu Qinghan snapped his fingers. However, he did not order his men to let go of Bai Le. Instead, he called another group of people over. The crowd came out from behind the container in all directions and surrounded Nangong Zhe and the other two.
Bu Qinghan still had the most elegant smile on his face, as if even if he were to kill someone in the next second, it would have nothing to do with him.
"Qinghan!" It was Baiqi's voice. There was anxiety in his voice. Baiqi knew better than anyone else how cruel Bu Qinghan was. After all, he had raised Bu Qinghan up single-handedly.
"Godfather, are you worried about him?”"He hates you so much. Why bother?" Bu Qinghan asked, knowing the answer.”
That's right, why bother?
Bu Qinghan could not understand Baiqi's thoughts at all. It was like a person who clearly did not like you and hated you, but you had always been good to him. What Bu Qinghan could not understand was that you did not let him know that you were good to him.
What kind of logic was this?
"Seventeen, if you can't attack later, defend or retreat.”Nangong Zhe whispered into No. 17's ear.
Three people seemed to have said this to her. First, it was An Jing, then Baili, and then Nangong Zhe.
Did she look like she couldn't fight at 17? Or was it because of something…
At this moment, while Seventeen was thinking about something, Bu Qinghan called out to someone and whispered into that person's ear as if he was arranging something. That person nodded repeatedly.
Nangong Zhe patted Baili's shoulder, signaling him not to worry too much. Then, he said,""If we win, will you return Bai Le to us?”
Bu Qinghan nodded and counted to three, two, one…
Nangong Zhe frowned. What a perverted person. His seemingly feminine appearance hid such a cruel and cold heart, as if no one in the world had anything to do with him.
Even blood and life were insignificant to him.
Nangong Zhe shook his head, thinking that now was not the time to study this. The most important thing was to save Zi Le as soon as possible.
There was a feeling of imminent danger…
"Wait a minute." Bu Qinghan suddenly stopped her."I suddenly want to see the world-famous Ten Miles Flying Dagger. I wonder who among you can fulfill my wish?”Bu Qinghan's eyes paused on Seventeen from time to time.
Because of Bu Qinghan's words, No. 17 was lost in thought…
The Ten Mile Flying Dagger was the Kuang Family's unique secret technique. It was a martial art that everyone had to learn. Moreover, it was not taught to outsiders. In other words, it was a technique that only the Kuang Family knew. If one used it, it would prove that one was a member of the Kuang Family.
Seventeen started to worry. If he didn't use it, he wouldn't be able to save Bai Le. If he used it, Nangong Zhe would be suspicious…
What should he do?
However, seeing Baili's worried expression, Seventeen couldn't bear it any longer. He steeled his heart and thought to himself,'Anyway, let's get through this first. I'll slowly think of a way to deal with Nangong Zhe in the future…'
Seventeen's right hand slowly moved behind his back because the throwing knife was hidden behind him. Since he was very young, Seventeen had always carried this thing with him, so he was so familiar with it that he could fuse it with his blood bone.
However, Seventeen had never killed anyone. The reason why she practiced this was because An Jing told her, It was just for self-defense…
Bu Qinghan had been observing No. 17 with a faint smile on his face…
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