Nan Fengxiao cautiously touched the injury on Murphy's head and acted unscrupulously regardless of the presence of all the reporters.
As soon as the fingers touched, Murphy trembled with pain, and Nan Fengxiao's face became even more ugly.
"Who hurt?" Nan Fengxiao directly shook off Murphy's hand, carrying a gun and walking to the group of reporters surrounded by Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan, his expression looked like killing everyone.
"Miss Mo, please persuade Brother Nan to shoot at this time..." Lei Ting was so frightened to death. Although Brother Nan was influential in Kyoto, he was really at the point of shooting and killing people.
Of course he didn't dare to rush forward to dissuade Nan Fengxiao, Miss Mo was injured, and Nan Ge might kill many people to vent his hatred.
Murphy realized the seriousness of the matter and ignored the sprained foot, and rushed directly to grab Nan Fengxiao's arm.
"No, Nan Feng Xiao, this is my own fall." Murphy explained eagerly, reaching out to grab the gun in Nan Feng Xiao's hand.
All the reporters who dared to record and take photos quietly shrank to one side, cold sweating with fright.
"Ms. Nan, we really didn't get Ms. Mo's injury, we just..."
Nan Fengxiao shot away with a cold and sharp eye, and the male reporter who risked his death to explain immediately closed his mouth and lowered his head.
"Really?" Nan Fengxiao retracted his hand, with a pressing chill on his body, "How did it hurt?"
They were talking, and Mo Xiangyang and Su Ping looked at them like this, without blinking their eyes.
Su Ping squeezed her hand tightly, as if she couldn't believe what Nan Fengxiao did. She knew that Nan Fengxiao would favor Murphy, but she didn't expect to do so to such an extent.
kill? Nan Feng Xiao unexpectedly draws a gun and kills someone with a single injury!
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Morphy shook her head, her lips slightly opened pale and weak, and she spit out a few words, "I accidentally fell."
Listening to her answer, Nan Feng Xiao Jian's eyebrows twisted into a line, with a sophisticated displeasure, his eyes fell on Murphy's clean and white face.
Careless, how can you accidentally bump your head like this
"Really, Nan Feng Xiao!" Murphy saw that Nan Feng Xiao didn't believe it, and said again.
Nan Feng Xiao faintly put aside his eyes, and faced a reporter in a room in the hall, putting his arm directly on Murphy's waist.
Everyone took a breath of air, and their eyes fell on Nan Feng Xiao's hand on Murphy's waist.
Then glanced at each other...
"Nan Feng Xiao—" Murphy's face became paler. Did Nan Feng Xiao come back to help or to help debunk the truth? Does he still want to protect his daughter
Nan Fengxiao lowered her head and took a deep look at Murphy, the flustered expression on her face filled her eyes.
The news on the TV continued. Thunder received the dangerous information from the south wind whistling, and immediately ran to turn off the TV.
Nan Feng Xiao pulled Murphy directly on the sofa, her long straight legs folded gracefully and noblely, and her whole body exuded a breathtaking coldness.
"Isn't there a question to ask? I'll give you this opportunity to ask." Nan Fengxiao swept the reporters away, and said indifferently.
The reporters stared at each other and looked at the fierce bodyguards around them. Who would dare to ask questions
There was silence for a long time, and no one dared to speak.
"Ask." Nan Fengxiao roared in a low voice, kicking directly on the coffee table, and the cup on it rolled to the ground.
Mo Xiangyang and Su Ping stared at Nan Fengxiao inexplicably, completely ignoring the meaning of what he did.
Isn't he because he sealed up all reporters? This is good, it actually forced them to ask.