Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

"boom--"

The body was thrown to the ground mercilessly. Before Yan Qingning could recover, his whole body was kicked in the center.

He half-knelt on the ground, holding his body with his hands. The wound on his palm was torn again, and scarlet blood oozed out.

Jiang Qi stepped on his hand and crushed it hard, with a sinister look on his face like a ghost: "Young Master Yan, you are fine!"

"You... don't look like... you're fine..." The pain on the back of his hand made Yan Qingning frown, but he didn't even have the slightest hint of submission. His gentle and elegant brows were full of ridicule.

From the moment Jiang Qi was defeated because of the drawings he gave him, Yan Qingning had already expected this scene.

"Ha... I really didn't expect that the dignified eldest young master of the Yan family would resort to such despicable tricks as deception."

He crushed Yan Qingning's hand harder and harder, and you could even hear the sound of bones breaking.

"You are the one who commanded Qin Zhuo'an to destroy all our troops, right?" Jiang Qi laughed ferociously and said, "I can't see that the eldest young master of the Yan family has such great abilities after studying abroad. ."

The feeling of broken bones made him feel inexplicably familiar, as if a long time ago... he had also experienced such pain of broken bones.But the current situation did not allow him to think too much. Jiang Qi made up his mind to torture him and take all the grievances of the defeat on him.

"But... they are some simple tricks... Marshal Jiang... can also be tricked..." His physical condition had already reached the end of his strength. Everything he did was to hold on, but he was still taunting Jiang Qi without fear of death.

Jiang Qi's foot was still on the back of his hand. Hearing this, his expression was sinister, and he put the gun on his waist against Yan Qingning's head: "Young Master Yan, you think I won't kill you, so you challenge me over and over again. My bottom line?"

"Mr. Jiang, please keep your hands."

A blond man with blue eyes slowly approached, twirling a thin blade on his fingertips.

"Mr. Warren, why did you come here so suddenly?" Jiang Qi put away his gun, quickly removed his foot from Yan Qingning's hand, bent down to please: "Originally, I thought I would call someone later. Let you appreciate this person's pain. I didn't expect you to come so soon..."

Pine Warren ignored him, squatted down and rubbed Yan Qingning's chin with the edge of the blade, with admiration in his deep green eyes: "Porcelain doll from the East, you are very beautiful, as beautiful as those exquisite porcelain from the East. ."

He praised Yan Qingning's beauty in broken Chinese, but the thin blade was pressed against the veins in his neck.

"When will a foreign force's... imperial lackey... become... like a human... and say such beautiful words in a human-like manner?" Yan Qingning's throat was still hurt, and her words were hoarse. It sounded ugly and didn't match his delicate and beautiful face at all.

Pine Warren frowned and used the blade to cut the flesh on his neck: "This voice...doesn't match your beautiful appearance at all."

"Porcelain doll from the East, you are so fragile that it is regrettable. If the person you met first was me, I would be reluctant to hurt you. I would treasure you together with those exquisite porcelains and become a treasure in my exhibition hall. Excellent product."

"Huh..." The coughed-up blood slid down his chin to his neck, completely staining the blade in Pine Warren's hand red.

Without his glasses, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person in front of him. He could only identify where the person was based on the blurry outline.

"When did... even despicable thieves... dare to... brazenly... promote stolen things..."

"What you said is very unpleasant."

Pine Warren shook his head, threw aside the blood-stained blade against his neck, picked up a sharp knife and pierced his knee: "Your bones are very hard."

The severe pain of gouging out his bones made him lose his voice for a moment, and the excessive blood loss made his eyes go black. The pain stimulated his nerves to wake up, but the feeling of dizziness put his spirit in a period of exhaustion and weakness.

Pine Warren pinched the kneecap that fell to the ground and nodded clearly: "The bone that was dug out is also very hard."

Even if Jiang Qi saw this kind of torture, he couldn't help but look away and didn't dare to look at it again.

"Marshal Jiang, Qin Zhuo'an is coming with his troops!" A man who looked like a guard rushed in in a panic, reporting the latest battle report with fear.

Pine Warren looked at Yan Qingning, who was half-kneeling on the ground, with calculation flashing in his eyes: "Mr. Jiang, when you say Qin's weakness, are you referring to him?"

"It's him." Jiang Qi glanced at Yan Qingning, who was covered in blood, and turned away silently: "He is the person Qin Zhuoan holds in his hands and dotes on, and he is also the chief of staff of Qin Zhuoan's military. Yesterday's failure in the tunnel battle was also because of His command.”

"He's a smart porcelain doll." Pine Warren grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head: "If you can live longer, we really welcome your arrival."

Yan Qingning's eyelids were heavy, her whole body was drained of strength by the severe pain, and she couldn't even move her fingertips.

"Mr. Jiang, I think we can let Qin meet his chief of staff." Pine Warren grabbed him by the back of his neck and dragged him out. The blood stains left behind during the dragging were extremely clear. Jiang Qi showed his cruelty and cold-bloodedness.

Jiang Qi shuddered, but followed his footsteps and walked over.

Yan Qingning, who was being dragged away, had already closed his eyes, but his blood-covered lips revealed a faint smile.

almost……

The sun will come out soon...