"Okay, okay, very good -" Murong Xiong clapped and looked at Luo Qingchen and said: "What old man Luo couldn't do back then, now his daughter has done it for him. Not only that, but also he My grandson looks very cute."
At this time, Nian An was far away from Luo Qingchen and Du Jiu Sheng on the stage.
He put his hands in his pockets, an extremely indifferent light flashing between his brows.
No one knows what a five-year-old boy is thinking at this moment, and no one can see through his mind.
As Murong Xiong spoke, he tapped the Langya headphones twice and said in a low and cold voice: "Kill him, that little boy."
At this moment, Murong Xiong had almost no choice.
Killing Nian'an is the most beneficial thing for him at the moment.
Firstly, if Nian An dies, half of the land in the Golden Triangle area may be auctioned; secondly, after he has made so many preparations and efforts, it absolutely cannot end like this...
Those who want to humiliate him, those who want to see his jokes, he Murong Xiong will not allow it, absolutely will not allow it...
"yes-"
The next second, a dot of infrared rays appeared on Nian An's body, from top to bottom until it reached his temple.
This is a sniper in the distance, the distance should be more than 300 yards.
When the red dots gathered on Nian'an's temple, Luo Qingchen was stunned and exclaimed: "Nian'an—"
At this moment, she just felt that her mind was blank. After calling Nian An's name, he immediately rushed in his direction.
How could a person's running speed be faster than a bullet
Many things happen in an instant. Some people always think that it will end in an instant, but no one knows that he is Nian An.
In his world, it's not over until he says it's over.
"boom-"
"Ouch-"
"ah---"
The sound of a bullet was heard, along with a scream.
But the sniper who fired the shot slipped because the ground where he was was too slippery.
The originally aimed bullet completely missed and hit the stone pillar on the side.
"Everyone listen to my orders -" Murong Xiong seemed to be unable to control his emotions. This had reached a point where he had to burn the boat.
The moment the bullet was fired, there was no turning back.
"Kill him, kill this little boy for me—"
In the entire venue, everyone from the Murong family was wearing casual clothes and sneaking in.
There is only one goal: Nian'an.
In Murong Xiong's view, even if both sides lose, even if he can't get the remaining half of the land in the Golden Triangle area.
He would never let Luo Qingchen and Du Jiu Sheng have an easy time.
son
How interesting it would be if the father and son who had just met each other were lost immediately.
"boom-"
"stop-"
The sound of gunfire and the sound of a knife cutting through the air sounded at the same time. Nian'an still had his hands in his pockets, and his eyebrows were shining with an extremely serious light.
Step by step, move forward.
And then, countless terrifying and weird scenes happened one after another.
The moment he threw the knife away, his wrist was suddenly sprained.
The moment the bullet was fired, it suddenly fired in the opposite direction.
Nian An, on the other hand, walked step by step in the direction of Luo Qingchen.
Calm, leisurely, and contented, as if none of this has anything to do with him.
Coming from thousands of generations, overlooking all living beings.
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Okay, give Nianan a call~