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Chapter 2015 Return him to his innocence!

Obviously, his fear and respect for him was much stronger than that of Zhao Wanxi. As soon as Leng Junao spoke, Lu Da's expression became nervous. [】

The lips opened and closed several times, and finally gritted my teeth and felt a bit of enthusiasm to take it out.

"Forget it, isn't it a blessing and happiness for us to meet a few noble people here?

But this matter... This fact is a long story. I wonder if my wife can help me first and treat me, Brother Xie, and then listen to us to tell me in detail?"

Even though he spoke sincerely, this content was still too easy for people to misunderstand.

The pretty eyes turned cold, and the sword in Chu Liuli's hand was sent out simply and neatly.

"It's so unruly, at this time, I dare to negotiate terms with our master? Could it be that I really want to die?"

It would be fine if you don’t know your identity, but at least there is an unknown person who is not guilty of being blocked. Now it’s better, it’s really hateful to commit it knowingly.

The cold light-squeaking sword was on his shoulders. With just a little force, he could make his body and head different from each other.

Moreover, with the identity of the other party, even if he dies, he will die. Not to mention it is a place of reasoning, even if he says something, he is not qualified to say something.

Luda knows this.

The throat moved slightly, saying that it was not nervous and afraid, that was fake.

But even though I was nervous, I felt sweaty on my forehead and didn't panic. I still barely stabilized and tried my best to defend myself.

"I am inferior, not taking the opportunity to threaten it, but this matter...even if it is said, you may not believe it. It is worse than......"

"Since you didn't say it, how could I not believe it?"

The tone was cold, and Leng Junao suddenly spoke.

Just looking at his cold eyebrows, he knew that his heart was already very unhappy.

Seeing this, the sword under Chu Liuli's hand entered two more points and looked at him coldly. At this moment, a strange sound attracted everyone's attention.

It was the bearded man named Xie who had been paralyzed on the ground for a long time and thought he had fallen into a coma early in the morning.

I saw his throat hoarse, hissing, his eyes wide open, staring at Leng Junao's direction without a moment, squirming his body, and looking like he was about to come over.

Since he has never been in a coma, the interaction here just now naturally fell into his ears.

I don’t know if it was confirmed that he was so desperate and could move like this even if he was injured. I have to say that his patience is really great.

Thinking he was still ill-hearted, Huang Qi's eyes blew up and he quickly stood in front of him.

At the same time, the sword in his hand was drawn out.

Although he didn't just put the other person on the neck like Chu Liuli, it was so cold that it was scary.

Strangely, the man was like not seeing him at all, and still hit him straight up.

Even the eyes staring at Leng Junao were not even moved away for a moment.

Looking at him quietly, Leng Junao's eyebrows and eyes gradually became deep and dark.

Seeing his elder brother look like this, this time it was not only Lu Da, but almost all the men here were crying.

Almost all of them knelt down and cried and begged.

"I would like to ask my wife to save Brother Xie's life. He is carrying a huge grievance and a deep bloody hatred. Since God has mercy on him, he will go to listen to his complaints, clear his grievances, and restore his innocence.



It’s okay to cry and beg, but it’s still coming one after another, and the kowtows are thumping.

That scene made Zhao Wanxi feel black.
Chapter completed!
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