Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The man's legs were weak with the muzzle of the gun pressed against his head, and he seemed to be about to collapse on the ground.

Qiao Nian gently moved the muzzle of the gun forward; "Stand still."

The 180-meter tall man swallowed his saliva, pinched his fingers and relied on the stinging pain to force himself to stay calm, lest he offend Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian looked at them again.

"Is it fun for you to ask?"

"..."

Who among the three dares to speak?

The three of them stood there stiffly, with their necks straightened, and all the cells in their bodies screamed regret and wanting to leave.

sunday takes the lead in provoking people.

Even if she feels extremely regretful and just wants to go away, she still has to force herself out and put on an embarrassing smile: "Sister, sister, don't be angry."

But sorry.

He glanced at the eight people.

Qiao Nian held the gun in her left hand, and took out the silver knife from her pocket with her left hand. The sharp blade slid against the strong man's cheek.

People eat soft and hard!

"Beautiful, beautiful."

The bullet made a hole just 10 centimeters below the man's feet. Dust was flying on the ground, and the people standing outside had already turned pale with fear.

He also pointed to his nose.

"I'm sorry." You looked up and apologized in embarrassment, "It's your fault."

Doubts were swirling among the eight of us, and the situation behind our eyes made it hard for us to think about it. All of them looked extremely ugly.

Moxi put his arms underneath, turned around and saw: "Qiao..."

Sunday waved his hands repeatedly: "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

"I met you later at my father's dinner party and I toasted you. Have you forgotten?" When you saw Moxi, you obviously remembered who you were. Qiao Nian half-squinted his eyes and suddenly raised his arms. The strong man screamed in fright and closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was going to die.

The latter is an apology based on an equal relationship.

But why would an Oriental be so arrogant in the Independent Continent?

She asked back: "Don't you think it's fun?"

Qiao Nian blew the white smoke from the gun and said casually in a lazy tone, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"?"

You thought about it for about a minute, then you figured it out, gritted your teeth, stood up, and took the initiative to say: "Sister, you are right. How about that, you apologize to him, and he lets your friend go first, how about that?"

On Sunday, everyone dared to speak.

"Sunday..."

But Qiao Nian had just warned him not to move, and he didn't dare to move at all. He was afraid that if he moved, the other party would regard him as a provocation and shoot him directly in the head.

At that time, a car quickly pulled over and stopped on the road.

The expression on the man's face changed, and she was filled with emotions.

The muscles on the strong man's face trembled with fear.

You have to do it if you have the means.

Sunday recognized me at a glance: "Mr. Mo!"

I was brought here by Sunday, and that kind of incident happened.

Yes, yes, yes.

Then he turned his attention to the boy's body and still had time to speak.

Sunday felt that it was strange and humiliating to give a thumbs up to a yellow man.

Qiao Nian gestured up and down with the blade, and took the time to answer them casually: "I think it's quite fun."

Especially the arrogant and domineering strong man almost fainted when he saw this.

"..."

I immediately noticed the situation under the sidewalk, quickly untied her belt, and walked to Qiao Nian in small steps.

Just heard a gunshot.

"It's you, you're Sunday!"

The strong man only looked for Sunday.

The passenger window rolled up.

Moxi turned around and saw a brightly dressed man nearby. He was so excited when he saw me, and he kept waving to me.

How dare the three of them speak on Sunday?

Eight people finally saw it.

The former is more like a step that the lower class has to find out of necessity.