Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters do a big ticket
"Bang bang bang——"
Miao Zhuifeng returned to Miao's Garden, and before he could hug Miao Jingyun, he was kicked over by the Seraph who came back later.
Seraph didn't say anything nonsense, he just gave Miao Zhuifeng a good beating.
The attack was so ruthless that the guards around him did not dare to stop him and could only run to find Miao Jingyun.
Miao Zhuifeng seemed to have raised his hand to carry it a few times, but after receiving even more fierce kicks, he let go of his hands and feet and looked at Seraph with a ferocious smile:
"You bitch, kill me if you can."
He made a shooting gesture towards Seraph: "Otherwise I will kill you old dog sooner or later."
Seraph's eyes turned cold: "Seeking death!"
When he was about to crush Miao Zhuifeng's fingers, Miao Jingyun, who came after hearing the news, hugged him and shouted:
"Mr. Seraph, Mr. Seraph, calm down and say what you have to say. Say what you have to say."
"We are all our own people. If we talk about something, don't hurt the harmony."
"After all, now is the time when a powerful enemy is at hand."
Miao Jingyun turned to Miao Zhuifeng and shouted:
"Zhuifeng, have you offended Mr. Seraph? Apologize to him quickly."
Although he felt sorry for his brother who was beaten with blood all over his body and feared that one of his ribs was broken, he knew that Seraph's anger would not be in vain.
One hundred percent it was his younger brother who provoked him.
Miao Jingyun needed Seraph to deal with Ye Fan, so he naturally put pressure on his younger brother.
"Apologizing is useless."
Seraph, who always talks little, broke away from Miao Jingyun and pointed at Miao Zhuifeng angrily:
"If he hadn't wasted time chattering with that female police officer, I wouldn't have been impatient and returned to the speedboat to rest early and ignore the explosion trap."
"Had it not been to protect his safety, Black Rakshasa would not have been shot to death by his opponent."
"If I hadn't saved his life, my first bullet would not have knocked off the opponent's warhead, but would have killed him with one shot."
When Black Rakshasa and the others were ambushing Miao Zhuifeng to rescue Miao Zhuifeng, Seraph had been covering at a commanding height and did not leave until Black Rakshasa took control of the situation.
Just seeing Miao Zhuifeng arguing with Ding Mengyan, he felt it was a waste of time and went back to the speedboat to wait.
By the time he heard the explosion and rushed up to the top of the mountain, the Black Rakshasa and Jin's gunmen had all been blown over.
While Seraph felt guilty for underestimating the enemy, he also hated Shen Hongxiu deeply.
It was just that Miao Zhuifeng was in a life-and-death situation at the time, so his first shot had to be to save someone, wasting the opportunity to shoot Shen Hongxiu with one shot.
Miao Zhuifeng's subsequent bouts of hysteria also constrained him from letting go of the fight, making him always worried that this lunatic would run over and become a target.
This also allowed Shen Hongxiu to finally escape.
Seraph naturally wanted to vent his emotions towards Miao Zhuifeng.
"Hahaha……"
Miao Zhuifeng burst into laughter upon hearing this:
"I'm just a loser. I can't even kill a woman. Instead, I'm the one to blame. Do you want someone else to take the blame?"
"Return the Seraphim with flawless bullets, and return the master to the best master in the Xiang Kingdom, the Demon Monk Luang Po Pan..."
On the way back, Miao Zhuifeng already knew the identity of the man in gray, and immediately sneered at him and laughed wildly:
"Seraph, food angel is almost the same."
Seraph laughed angrily: "Tell me again."
"Shut up!"
Feeling Seraph's murderous intent, Miao Jingyun kicked his brother hard: "Come here, drag him in."
Several Miao elites hurriedly got Miao Zhuifeng in to prevent Seraph from shooting him in anger.
Miao Zhuifeng laughed wildly: "Food envoy..."
"Trash, let's see if I don't beat you to death later!"
Miao Jingyun scolded his younger brother a few words, then blocked Seraph's murderous gaze and spoke to Seraph with an apologetic expression:
"Mr. Seraph, I know everything."
"It is indeed my brother's fault. I must discipline him well."
"I am very, very sorry for the death of Miss Black Rakshasa and the elite of the Jin family. It's just that things have happened, and it is useless to complain any more."
"The top priority is to plan how to deal with Ye Fan."
"Only when Ye Fan and others die, the dead can rest in peace with an explanation."
"By the way, please don't worry. Not only will I bury Black Rakshasa and the others generously, but I will also give their family a large settlement allowance."
"I will never let heroes bleed and shed tears."
Miao Jingyun took the initiative to apologize to Seraph and asked his younger brother to take the blame for the annihilation of the Black Rakshasa army to avoid cracks in the alliance.
His face was sincere, but his heart was different. For him, as long as his brother came back safely, what did it matter whether the others lived or died?
"The compensation for the Jin gunmen is a matter between you and Jin Wendu."
Seraph retracted his gaze, but his voice was still gloomy:
"The black Rakshasa's generous burial and settlement expenses are also what she deserves."
"I was also invited here by the Black Rakshasa. I have nothing to do with your alliance. Now that the Black Rakshasa is dead, we are even strangers."
"I rescued your brother, you owe me a favor."
"I don't want money, I just want you to help me transport a box in, and we'll be settled."
"Later, I will send you the address. Within three days, no matter what, you have to transport this box to me."
"Otherwise, you will get your brother's life back no matter what I gave it to you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
box?
"Okay, no problem, I'll help you bring it in."
Miao Jingyun's eyelids jumped, and then he shouted:
"Mr. Seraph, I know you want to kill Ye Fan to avenge the Black Rakshasa. We can do it together."
Although he has many people around him, one more Seraph means more chance of winning.
"Believe in you, it is better to believe in my gun."
Seraph snorted coldly and then disappeared from Miao Jingyun's sight.
He has always been a loner.
Miao Jingyun was very sorry that Seraph had left, but he quickly calmed down and entered the hall to take a look at Miao Zhuifeng's injuries.
Although there were many wounds, they were not life-threatening.
But Miao Zhuifeng still couldn't take any time off. While watching the Yang Guo art film on the screen, he shook his head with his mobile phone and shouted:
"Fuck your whole family, don't kill those people for me."
"I don't care what you do, they must be imprisoned for a month."
"This is my bargaining chip to threaten Ding Mengyan. If I kill them, I will kill you."
"roll--"
He cursed and finished the phone call, then his eyes flashed with a crazy light:
"Brother, give me a team of people."
"I'm going to kill those guys who testified, the detectives who rounded me up, the judge who tried me guilty, and that rubbish jury."
"After killing them, I will slowly torture Tang Ruoxue."
Miao Zhuifeng blew out a breath of hot air: "Hahaha, if you dare to say that I am guilty, I will kill them all..."
"Shut up!"
Miao Jingyun hated that iron could not become steel: "At this critical moment, don't mess with me!"
"When you come out, leave the port city and return to Miao City immediately, otherwise you will be in trouble if you are discovered by the police."
He picked up the remote control, turned off the art film, and called up a Hong Kong news channel: "I will go back to find you after I finish dealing with Ye Fan."
"Ye Fan?"
Miao Zhuifeng's eyes lit up: "Did I shoot you in the ear in court?"
"You bastard, I dare to touch you, you are so arrogant and rampant, hahaha."
He tried hard to imagine Ye Fan's appearance: "Brother, when are you going to touch him? I want to kill him with my own hands."
"Either you don't do it, or you do something big."
Miao Jingyun pointed at the news on the screen and smiled ferociously: "I want Ye Fan's death to be known to the whole world."
Miao Zhuifeng looked up and saw the announcement of Prime Minister Quan's eightieth birthday...
