The young man in yellow looked at her with a little nervous voice: "That's right, just invite him over and say it well, I hope he can bear the pain of giving up you to Brother He!"

"ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Ansheng screamed again.

Everyone swallowed and looked at a smiley devil in fear.

"If you have something, just say it well, don't touch it!"

They are scared, isn’t it okay if they are really scared?

If He Ansheng really had a broken arm here, he would not be able to escape if he went back.

Annuo ignored him and turned to look at He Ansheng under his feet and said with a smile: "They don't want to say it, why not talk about it, remember to think about it before talking!"

Facing her oppressive gaze, He Ansheng shivered fiercely and said: "I said, I said!"

As a gangster who is famous in Kyoto platoon, don’t expect them to have much backbone.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is their unified skill. Compared with those illusory faces, it is obvious that their own arms are more important.

He Ansheng looked at Annuo with some fear and whispered: "It's not me who is interested in your husband, it's him!"

He pointed at the young master in yellow with his eyes.

The young man in yellow, who was named by him, changed his expression and wanted to swear, but he forced himself to resist due to He Ansheng's identity.

"interested?"

Annuo's eyes looked back and forth on the young master in yellow and He Ansheng.

He Ansheng whispered in a very cowardly: "It's just that kind of interest!"

There were no simple people present. He reminded everyone in this obscure way that he didn't know what was going on.

Annuo's face darkened. The news made her very angry, even more angry than she had been kidnapped.

"The last question, do my husband have a grudge against you?"

She didn't forget that the man suddenly changed his expression when he met yesterday.

The low pressure on Annuo made the people in the room dare not let out any more. He Ansheng shook his head slightly: "No, no!"

They just met yesterday, but where did they get the grudge?

Seeing Annuo's eyes fascinated dangerously, He Ansheng spoke with great desire to survive: "But he has a face exactly the same as the person I hate!"

This is also the main reason why he not only did not stop the man in yellow, but also helped him achieve his wish.

He transferred all his hatred for the boy of the Qin family to this young man who looked similar to him.

"who?"

"Qin Yu, the Crown Prince of Jin!"

Also his surname is Qin?

Annuo glanced at him suspiciously.

"That kid was gone three years ago. At first sight, I thought he was resurrected!"

"I've explained it clearly, can I let me go first?"

He An asked carefully with a vivid move of his twisted arm!

Annuo glanced at him and slowly let go of his arm.

"If I can let me know that you are going to trouble my husband..."

"No! No!"

He Ansheng, who had climbed up from the ground, bent down and kept ensuring that.

At the angle that Annuo couldn't see, he winked at the people behind Annuo.

Several people nodded in understanding.

Not being moral is another compulsory course for gangsters.

When we are at a weak position, it is just what you say. When we are in a strong position, what you said before is equivalent to nonsense.
Chapter completed!