Mrs. Nan's Hidden Marriage Daily

Chapter 1234 Nan Fengxiao Do It Himself (28)

When he led his men to catch up, the man was already preparing to board the plane.

When he returns to South Africa, there is really nothing he can do.

Nan Fengxiao took out a piece of paper from his pocket, covered his nose, his handsome face was tense.His dark and deep eyes stared coldly at the man lying on the ground, and his subordinates immediately moved a stool and placed it behind Nan Fengxiao.

Nan Fengxiao sat down with his tall body, Lei Ting looked at Nan Fengxiao expressionlessly.

This is the second person Brother Nan executed here. The first person was because he almost killed his wife, and the second time because he almost killed the young master!
In Nan Fengxiao's heart, no one can touch the person in his heart.

Lei Ting knew that this man would not end well.

However, behind him was the largest consortium in South Africa, so there would be no problem if he blatantly killed his son?
But seeing Nan Fengxiao's face as cold as ice, Lei Ting swallowed all his worries, and stood silently behind Nan Fengxiao.

"Wake up."

Nan Fengxiao ordered coldly, and the next second the black man was immediately woken up by a bucket of water filled with ice cubes.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, accompanied by Nan Fengxiao's increasingly cold face.

The water on the ground was dyed bright red, and the man curled up on the ground a few more times before slowly opening his eyes.

"Nan Fengxiao!" The moment the man saw Nan Fengxiao, he knew that he couldn't escape today.

However, what he cares about is whether Tang Yichen is dead or not!
The man's eyes were swollen and he couldn't open them at all.

"It's me." Nan Fengxiao covered the tissue, his voice was still loud and powerful.

His legs were still crossed, and there was a cautious coldness and arrogance between his brows.

As long as Nan Fengxiao just sat there, he didn't need to speak, and he already gave people a strong oppressive force.

The man struggled to get up from the ground, but the next second he was kicked to the ground by Nan Fengxiao.

Nan Fengxiao raised his hand, put one hand on his knee, covered his nose with the other, leaned his body slightly, and looked coldly at the miserable man in front of him.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die in vain. I will have someone send your body to South Africa and tell your father that you... I, Nan Feng Xiao, killed you."

After the man heard this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to grab Nan Fengxiao's pants to plead for mercy.

However, just as he raised his hand, the gunshot rang out without the slightest hesitation, and the man had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Nan Fengxiao threw the gun into Lei Ting's hands, and wiped his hand that had held the gun in disgust.

Lei Ting glanced at the man on the ground, and ordered coldly, "Send it to his house."

After finishing speaking, he followed Nan Fengxiao and left together.

Before getting into the car, Nan Fengxiao stopped suddenly, raised his arms and kissed the smell on his body.

"Does it smell?"

Nan Fengxiao was referring to the smell of blood, Lei Ting shook his head, "There is no Brother Nan."

But Nan Fengxiao still hated it, took off his suit jacket and threw it in Lei Ting's palm.

"Throw it away."

Nan Fengxiao ordered coldly, and then got into the sports car without looking back.

He couldn't let Murphy feel any shadow in his heart, as long as he could handle this matter alone.

Lei Ting had no choice but to put his coat in the car, throw the suit jacket in the trash can, and trot back to the car.

As soon as I put on my seat belt, my phone rang.

When Lei Ting saw that it was Jiulong, he knew that it was about Tang Yichen, so he immediately connected the phone and delivered it to Nan Fengxiao.

"Say." Nan Fengxiao's expression was stern.

Jiulong felt that he was worthy of being the previous head of the Tang Sect, and he could feel the coldness on his body even through the phone.

(End of this chapter)