Except for Jiang Rong, everyone found that they couldn't move!

Their expressions were extremely frightened, just like the ancient acupuncture points, and their bodies were not driven by them at all!

The faces of dozens of strong men in black became even paler.

Jiang Rong didn't know this, so she said sharply: "Hurry, protect me and leave. What do you guys do for food? Why did you stop?"

There was finally a look of despair and fear in her eyes.

The young man seemed to be stronger than the tall man next to his father.

Yang Tian easily pushed aside the bodyguard beside him.

These men in black are like sculptures at the moment, unmoved.

Jiang Rong finally realized something was wrong, and couldn't help but burst into tears and said: "Yang Tian, ​​Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I just want to ask for a pill to cure my father's illness. I didn't mean to offend you, oh oh oh, you sent me

OK."

At this moment, she is no longer the apple of the eye of the Jiang family in Taiwan, but a little girl who can be afraid and cry. In front of the young man, she no longer dares to have the slightest arrogance.

Yang Tian pinched Jiang Rong's pointed chin with his fingers and said indifferently: "I never hit women. Otherwise, the moment you want to touch the people around me, you will already be a dead body. Do you understand?"

Jiang Rong completely lost her aloof arrogance. Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the young man, she felt as if she had walked away from the gate of hell.

Her delicate body kept trembling and she said: "I understand, I apologize, wuwuwu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go."

Yang Tian nodded, turned and left.
Chapter completed!