Chapter 397

The window opened, revealing a bald man.

The man was about fifty years old, eagle-eyed, high nose, big mouth, fat head and big ears, with a murderous look.

He tilted his head to the black-robed man: "Hurry up, let's go." He obviously didn't see the situation clearly, thinking that his companions had an advantage.

Ye Tianlong took the opportunity to dissipate his strength and retracted his right foot to give the black-clothed man a chance to step down.

"Ok!"

The burly man in black felt Ye Tianlong loose his strength and took a step back to cushion the pain, but the surface was still brutal.

"The prince has spoken, let's forget about it, it's better to have a surname when driving in the future, have you heard?"

The strong man in black pointed his finger at Ye Tianlong and shouted, "Otherwise, I don't know how to die?"

Seeing the brawny man in black stepping on his nose, Ye Tianlong's face was cold, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes.

But this murderous intention flashed past, and Ye Tianlong did not step forward after all.

Because... he doesn't need to kill for this matter, even if he wants to kill, he shouldn't be on this road, it's safer to stabbing a knife in the back.

What's more, the on-the-spot war is easy to bring troubles to the three daughters of Hua Ruyu.

"Woo-"

After the brawny man in black finished his cursing, he moved quickly into the Hummer, and the four white Hummers started one after another, and the window glass slowly closed upward.

It's just... at the moment of closing, the middle-aged man who was called the prince frowned, and looked at Ye Tianlong thoughtfully.

That look gives people a taste of scrutiny!

"Lord Nalan, your face is not so good."

When the car drove 100 meters away from the place where the incident occurred, a woman sitting next to the middle-aged man noticed that the master's face was abnormal and couldn't help asking:

"what happened to you?"

The woman in her thirties is tall and tall. She wears a black Korean-style blouse on her upper body. Although very loose, she can't conceal her proud figure.

A pair of plump chests are enough to stimulate the ambition of all normal men, and they seem to reach the E cup at least.

The lower body is wearing a black, tight-fitting professional skirt, which outlines the perfect figure, and the waist is full of elasticity.

The middle-aged man called Lord Nalan replied calmly: "I'm fine."

It was an understatement on the bright face, but there was some doubt in his heart.

Because when he looked at Ye Tianlong, there was a sense of danger in his heart, and this feeling had disturbed his mood.

The middle-aged man cannot calm down now.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The beautiful woman sitting next to the middle-aged man is also an exquisite character who has been playing for a long time. She can feel the restlessness of Lord Nalan.

So relying on the still close relationship between the two, he said softly again: "Is there anything I can say to see if Qianqian can share it?"

"One more person has more strength."

Lord Nalan is obviously Nalan Ba, a beautiful woman, Zhang Qianqian, Yang Xiaoqiang's ex-wife.

Nalanba is 1.83 meters tall, burly and tall, and he knows how to enjoy more than other wealthy businessmen and wealthy men of the same value as him.

Over the years of pampering life and eating a large bowl of wine and meat, his abdomen has gradually bulged.

But under the cover of carefully tailored clothes, he still looks much younger than his actual age. He can also ride fast horses, drink strong alcohol, and satisfy the most unsatisfied women.

"It's really nothing to worry about, but that kid feels a bit difficult."

Feeling Zhang Qianqian's chest firm, Nalanba's attention was withdrawn from Ye Tianlong, and he burst into laughter:

"Next time you have a chance to meet again, you must have fun with him and be a friend or enemy."

He always likes to solicit or destroy people who make him uneasy, and then his conversation changed:

"But the most important thing now is to take down Yao Feiyan and control all her shares."

"In this way, you can return to the Red Clothes Group and we can annex Yang Xiaoqiang's industry."

He stretched out his hand and shook the woman's chest: "Ten billion, we can fight for ten years less."

"what--"

Zhang Qianqian did not respond directly, but groaned, pretending to be painful and fell into Nalanba's arms: "The prince is so powerful..."

"You said, Yao Feiyan would sacrifice her body to save Yang Xiaoqiang?"

When Nalanba heard this, his face trembled: "She is a smart woman, of course she doesn't cut meat to feed eagles."

"I don't expect her to give her arms, but as long as she is unwilling to change, we can make a big fuss and expand her conflict with Yang Xiaoqiang and shareholders."

He touched the woman's thigh: "Think about it, Yang Xiaoqiang's life and death are at stake, Yao Feiyan has the opportunity to die to save others, but he can't save him for his own benefit.

"How desperate and painful Yang Xiaoqiang is, no matter how deep the relationship between the two is, it will break down. Those shareholders will also accuse Yao Feiyan of being ruthless and unjust."

"If Yao Feiyan really cuts the meat to feed the eagle, and sacrifices herself to rescue Yang Xiaoqiang, even if she does not resent her, Yang Xiaoqiang will be spurned by thousands of people."

Old Nalanba smiled cunningly: "Shareholders will also despise Yang Xiaoqiang, when you kill it, you will definitely meet everyone's expectations."

"The prince's trick is so poisonous."

Zhang Qianqian smiled charmingly and said: "But I like it. As long as I can clean up that **** Yao Feiyan, I like it."

"If it weren't for her, I would still be Mrs. Yang, and I still control 20% of the red shares."

Her pretty face had an unspeakable resentment: "As a result, I was swept out because of that slut, and I got a bad name for cheating."

"Don't worry, you will be the president of the Red Clothes Group in at most one year."

Nalanba's smile was very profound: "When the time comes, you will only see surrender eyes, and there will be no harsh ridicule."

"Whoever refuses to accept it, take the money to smash it, refuse to accept it, cut off their heads, I don't believe that they will take their own lives for the dead and worthless people."

Zhang Qianqian snuggled in the man's arms and smiled, "Thank you, Lord Nalan."

Then, she exasperated again: "Also, the prince wants to promise me one thing. After playing Yao Feiyan, he must hand her to me to deal with. I must torture her for three days and three nights before I can vent. The hate in my heart."

"Don't worry, I will give her to you."

Nalanba happily agreed, "Although she is beautiful and lovely, she is still insignificant compared to Qianqian."

His eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of Yao Feiyan's tough figure, there was a gleam of desire in his eyes, but he soon returned to calm.

Although women are good, they are nothing compared to tens of billions.

Nalanba raised his head, looked ahead and asked: "By the way, where is Yao Feiyan now?"

Zhang Qianqian smiled: "It must be in her private boxing gym."

"Although we are vulgar people, we have to understand etiquette."

Nalanba faintly said, "Give her a meeting gift."

"Tell her, I'm here."