“…It’s a simple one.”

With such a violent momentum, the surroundings were naturally silent. Everyone also had an impression of the man who had been hanging on the wall like a frame. It was one of the people in the propaganda department who had previously been inciting the atmosphere. The people from the Propaganda Department knew that he was Quincy's subordinate. Since they recognized it, the situation would be clear. This was a collision with the steel plate.

"I, I, I, I fuck..." Feiri shivered his lips and finally sighed, "It won't be dead, right?"

"No, if the treatment is timely." Tang En spread his hands and said indifferently. After all, this was also a celebration banquet, so Tang En naturally would not choose to kill people here.

"Will it be disabled?" No wonder Fei Rui was so nagging. It was because of his history of Tang En's attack at the resident. Needless to say, Bolai in front of the tactical department was directly crushed by the leg bones. After that, Borg took revenge in public, and the warriors who then took collective action were even beaten to pieces.

Tang En curled his lips and said nothing. This is to default...

Hiss-Fery gasped, then shook his head and stood aside. At this point, the next thing was not something he could dissuade. He waved his hand: "What are you looking at? Why don't you go to save someone?"

There was finally some commotion in the field. Several people rushed to the wall, lifted up the man who seemed to be boneless all over, and ran out without hesitation. Of course, more men gathered behind Quincy. Perhaps because the scene just now was really shocking, no one dared to step forward to attack.

Some people who were unrelated around retreated a little and whispered to Tang En's identity. At this time, no one would think that Tang En's previous behavior was unintentional. Naturally, some people knew Tang En here, and more than a dozen people in the Propaganda Department had followed him to Riva City to promote, but they kept silent collectively after Tang En said that he was "Lei Feng".

This is actually a ridiculous misunderstanding. Tang En said that Lei Feng was naturally an unintentional joke. But after hearing this, these people thought that Tang En deliberately hid his identity and used it to teach Quincy a lesson. They were from Joshia, and Quincy was indeed unpopular in the Propaganda Department. With such a combination, watching the fun is naturally the only choice.

"Okay, okay! So that's it, Ferry, that's what you're talking about." Quincy's face was gloomy and his eyes twitched. "You can beat it very well, but I want to see how many you can beat it!"

Quincy is the nephew of the Minister of Propaganda. Because his high-profile propaganda knows everything, he naturally gathers many subordinates. I dare not say anything else, but in this propaganda department, few people will go against him.

Fei Rui shrugged and did not explain much. The previous persuasion was because of the elders' affection, and continuing to intervene would be to offend Tang En. He was a smart person, so he naturally would not do such things.

"It's hard to say how many hits." Tang En narrowed his eyes slightly, "But it's more than enough to hit you!"

After all, this place was the banquet site, and Tang En did not intend to make this matter worse. After saying that, he was about to go forward and knock Quincy out of the matter.

However, before he could step out, Joshia walked out from behind, looking cold: "Quncy, thank you for your bouquet. But I don't have any considerations in this regard, so don't mention this matter again."

He paused and then said, "Also, today is a celebration party, don't let these things ruin the atmosphere."

"Joshia, you...I won't tell you."

As we all know, Joshia has always been a gentle person in the residence, and Quincy is also influenced by this attitude, feels good about himself and thinks he has a chance. But now, looking at Joshia's rare coldness, not only does not calm down, but instead has blood flowed up, pointing at the "culprit" Don Eun angrily,

"What's the point of hiding behind a woman if you have the ability!"

I'm sorry, this idiot, I can't get you a step... Fei Rui covered his face aside. It's over. Is this the legendary seeking death?

"Quncy..." Joshia frowned and was about to speak again, but was grabbed by her shoulders and carried behind her.

After walking two steps forward, Tang En looked at the fingers standing in front of him and spoke calmly: "Let go!"

Letting go is just two words, but it represents a command. Tang En did not use the killing intent skill, nor did he need it. When he was used to life and death and had countless dead souls hanging on his hands, he naturally had the confidence to say such commands.

Quincy is not the case. He chose to hang out in the Propaganda Department instead of going into the army to work hard, which meant that he would not have the chance to see the battlefield of Qikuo and pile up with corpses. Perhaps he was a little cautious in fighting for victory, but this was really vulnerable under the real killing trend.

As his body trembled, Quincy felt the needle-like chill under the calm words, and subconsciously put down his arm.

What a humiliation it was to be shocked by the words of just two words and put down your arms obediently. After Quincy came to his senses, his face seemed to be sucked, and his slightly handsome face was extremely distorted.

Most of the people around were civilians in the propaganda department, so they naturally didn't understand the situation. They only saw Quincy automatically put down his arm under Tang En's words. The so-called losing people is not losing in the formation. Such behavior made everyone look despised again.

After feeling these gazes, Quincy went crazy, took a step back, his eyes red, and his arms waved: "Kill him for me! Kill him! Kill him...ah!"

Click!

A scream sounded at the same time with the sound of bone shattering.

Tang En lowered his palm in an understatement: "I seem to say that I will let you go!" After the words, he kicked Quincy's lower abdomen holding his palms and howled. Bang, the latter fell to the ground in response.

"Since I don't want to, then I'd better lie down."

"Ah--" Ten fingers connected to the heart, and their fingers were broken like crisp radish, which was naturally in great pain. However, before Quincy recovered, his lower abdomen was kicked again. When had he suffered such pain? He felt like rivers tumbling in his body, and tears could not be stopped, rolling around on the ground and wailing.

Everyone around opened their mouths, and when they looked at this scene, their spine was in a state of silence. Of course, they knew Quincy's identity. They thought that even if Joshia came forward to protect her, the foolish boy who stood out would be taught a lesson in the future. But now the situation is just the opposite, and it happens in front of them...

But then again, I seem to have heard of this person's style of conduct somewhere... After being shocked, the onlookers secretly guessed in their hearts.

Unlike others, Fei Rui breathed a little relieved at this time. Fortunately, he was not disabled. The screaming was so full, which means that the injury was not serious... But just when he was secretly glad,

"You, what are you waiting for? Huh... won't you call me!" Quincy on the ground roared at the stunned men behind him after suffering the initial pain.

Damn... Feiri grabbed her hair and wanted to lift herself up. Should she be so stupid, should she be so eye-less, and would she be so bold even if she was looking for death?

The big men came to their senses, looked at Tang En, whose eyes narrowed again, and looked at each other, hesitating. Quincy couldn't see the situation clearly because he was in the game and now he was crazy about losing his mind. But they were different. When Tang En broke his finger just now, they didn't even see the movements clearly. This was obviously not at the same level.

But although I understand, I still have to do what I should do. After all, being beaten by outsiders is better than being retaliated by Quincy afterwards. Just when the big guys gritted the bullet and surrounded him,

"What are you doing here? Well? This hole..." An old but majestic voice came from the gate.

Everyone turned their heads, their faces became even more bizarre, and they hurriedly bowed,

"Good evening, leader!" "Hello minister."

...

Accompanied by the greetings, the crowd dispersed, and senior executives of the gray-clothed army, including Losha, Bosco, Oumong, etc., walked into the field.

But the one who started was not Luosha, but an old man in gray clothes with gray hair. Of course, this was not a transcendence, but his identity must lead the way ahead.

This old man is Quinwell, the minister of the Propaganda Department, and is also the uncle of Quincy on the ground.

Quinwell came to the center of the crowd and saw Quincy lying on the ground and moaning constantly, and frowned: "What's going on?"

Seeing this, Quincy immediately got up from the ground, holding up his injured right hand and cried, "Uncle, you are here. My fingers are broken, you must make the decision for me..."

Quincy quickly told the tragic experience he had suffered before. Of course, the language needs to be modified, and things like instructing people to do it first are naturally chosen to ignore.

Alas, I'm just praising you if you're stupid... Fei Rui curled his lips and looked helpless. When has it been now, and there are so many people on the scene, can you hide it?

Luosha and others did not come here a few steps away. This small conflict that occurred in the Propaganda Department naturally had to be resolved by Kunwell. However, as Quincy said, after hearing him confess his love to Joshia, Luosha and the others' faces were a little wonderful. Then he saw Tang En, who was holding his arms and looking indifferent, and he was even more stunned.

"Shut up!" When Quinwell saw Joshia and Don opposite him, his face suddenly sank and he shouted angrily.

Quincy opened his mouth and stood aside with aggrieved look on his face.

Of course Quinwell knew his nephew's virtue and glanced around: "Ferry? Yes, you say."

After being called to the name, Fei Rui was stunned, then sighed in her heart, avoided Quincy's eyes, walked out and bowed: "Hello, Minister, this is the thing..."

Of course, Ferry would not help Quincy at this time, so he simply told the previous story, but when he talked about Quincy's instructions to take action,

"Slander, slander!" Quincy immediately jumped out and shouted at the top of his lungs. "Uncle, Fei Rui is talking nonsense. By the way, he is Lei Feng's friend..."

Bang! Bang!

Quincy's body rotated a few times, with obvious red slap marks on his face, and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!