Under the huge reward, there must be brave people. Under the stimulation of money, the eyes of the people in the rejuvenating society are red, and their right hands hold a sharp blade, and are once again forced to Jiang Guangrong.

Jiang Guangrong's face became very pale due to the pain and blood loss of the wound, and his right hand began to tremble. If these young people.

Qin Yanran saw the middle-aged woman's appearance, her hands clenched into small fists, her body bent slightly, becoming very stiff, and the expression on her face suddenly became ugly. "It's her!"

Jiang Guangrong looked back at Qin Yanran in confusion, "Yanran, do you know her?"

"Oh, no..." Qin Yanran quickly shook her head and said, it was her, it was a woman. Didn't she know that it was dangerous here?"

Jiang Guangrong said nothing, but turned his head and looked at the middle-aged woman suspiciously. Qin Yanran was right. At present, the middle-aged woman was alone, as if he had not seen the battle here. When she came, she called for food. If something happened, there must be a demon.

Gao Xiang looked at the middle-aged woman with displeasure, "Sister, we are dealing with some private matters. Please avoid it. If we hurt you, we will be irresponsible!"

It seemed that the middle-aged woman did not hear Gao Xiang's voice. She just tapped the table with her right finger, "Where is the boss? Give me the menu!"

"Hello! Brother Xiang is talking to you. You are deaf, a man in blue from the Revitalization Society is very angry with the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman still ignored the party's revitalization conference, but called the barbecue stall owner again to bring a menu.

The man in blue was angry and kicked the middle-aged woman "Crazy, you don't want to be embarrassed, do you?"

When the man in blue was about to kick the middle-aged woman, the middle-aged woman finally moved. The middle-aged woman was as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, she stretched out her right hand and grabbed the man in blue.

The man in blue opened the middle-aged woman's right hand like pliers, but no matter how the man in blue opened it hard, his face turned red, "Let go, smelly watch!"

The middle-aged woman suddenly turned her head and stared at the man in blue. There was a lot of poison in her two small eyes. The middle-aged woman stretched out her right leg like lightning and swept the man in blue to the ground. She grabbed the thing tightly wrapped in the cloth with her left hand and smashed it on the man in blue.

"Click"

Everyone present heard a terrible burst. The person in blue had no time to snore and then fell to the ground and died on the spot.

When Jiang Guangrong saw this scene, he couldn't help but breathe. The middle-aged woman was a hidden expert! I just didn't know if it was an enemy or a friend. At this time, Jiang Guangrong felt that Qin Yanran was holding in his left hand and began to tremble. Jiang Guangrong felt that Qin Yanran was very scared. He gently patted Qin Yanran on the back with his left hand. Qin Yanran took a deep breath, his eyes wide open, staring at the middle-aged woman.

Gao Xiang was also shocked by these middle-aged women. He did not expect that this middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance was an expert. Gao Xiang couldn't help guessing the identity of the middle-aged woman. At first, Gao Xiang thought that the middle-aged woman was Jiang Guangrong's helper, but when he saw Jiang Guangrong, he looked at the very middle-aged woman with a vigilant look. Obviously, Jiang Guangrong didn't know the middle-aged woman either.

Gao Xiang said in a low voice, "This sister, it's only my subordinates who offended her. It's right for me to teach him a lesson. I will compensate my sister. But I have a big disagreement with the person in the corner, so I hope you can sit here and eat barbecue without any interference. How about that?" March Chinese

The middle-aged woman looked at Gao Xiang coldly, with a sneer on her face, "Your man was killed by me in front of you, you don't care, you compensate me. You really have no blood. If you were the person in the corner, I'm afraid you would catch that person and chop me!"

Gao Xiang was immediately angry. The middle-aged woman's words hurt Gao Xiang's heart. His people were killed in front of the other side. How could he be indifferent? Only he came here with a mission. He didn't want to cut corners. If he couldn't kill Jiang Guangrong because he was angry with the middle-aged woman, Gao Xiang could not imagine how Wu Shang was punished when he went back.

Of course, Gao Xiang's subordinates also knew that Gao Xiang was a righteous man and understood Gao Xiang's difficulties. They all glanced at Jiang Guangrong, intending to kill Jiang Guangrong directly regardless of middle-aged women.

Jiang Guangrong saw the fierce eyes of Amin from the Huichunhui people and understood the plan of Amin from the Huichunhui people. Jiang Guangrong once again protected Qin Yanran tightly, squatted down slightly, ready to start the war.

Seeing Gao Xiang not speaking, the middle-aged woman continued to laugh at "If I killed all your men, would you remain indifferent? Alas, your people, Amin, are really sad and strong. They even follow you like losers.

“Glass.

"Don't ask who I am," the middle-aged woman said coldly and expressionlessly that this child named Jiang was my target. I want to kill him with my own hands. Whoever touches him will be my enemy!"

"Ah?" Gao Xiang had the impulse to lift the stool next to him and smash the middle-aged woman to death. You said you should kill him, you should kill him. This is a big deal. Who killed him? If you don't agree, you have killed more than a dozen people. What about you?

However, Gao Xiang quickly calmed down and took a deep breath, "Since you want to kill Jiang Guangrong, let it go. Let's go!"

The other members of the Younger Association were frightened by the middle-aged women. After hearing Gao Xiang's words, they dared not stay here anymore. They followed Gao Xiang one by one.

The middle-aged woman did not stop people from rejuvenating her, but just looked at Jiang Guangrong in the corner lightly, "Boy, guess where did I come from?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded, "I think you are the Miyamoto family in the South China Sea of ​​the Eastern Kingdom!"

"Smart." The middle-aged woman also nodded, "But there is one thing you didn't guess. My name is Gong Benzhe, and my son's name is Gong Benzhenyi!"

"Are you Miyamoto's mother?" Jiang Guangrong finally understood the origin of Gong Benzhe's dance. He wanted to avenge her son.

Miyamoto stood up, walked aside, picked up the teapot and plastic disposable cups and placed them on the floor, and returned to his original seat. While pouring tea for himself, he said, "I am here to avenge my son. If you kill my son, I will make you pay!"

Jiang Guangrong smiled. Although he smiled, he still hugged Qin Yanran with no defense. "It was the Ice Leopard Commando in the Northwest Region of Xia Kingdom that killed your son. If you want to take revenge, go find Qin Duanyang, the captain of the Ice Leopard Commando. What are you looking for me? I understand. Qin Duanyang, the captain of the Ice Leopard Commando, comes from the Qin family in the Northwest Region. You dare not cause trouble for him! So you vent your anger on me, a soft persimmon. It is very interesting. You can go to Qin Duanyang to take revenge. You can go to the Qin family to make trouble!"

As soon as Jiang Guangrong finished speaking, Qin Yanran reached out to Jiang Guangrong's back waist and twisted it hard. Jiang Guangrong almost cried in pain. However, Jiang Guangrong was also a very patient person. Although it hurts, there was no difference on his face. Jiang Guangrong thought that he hugged Qin Yanran too hard, which made Qin Yanran very sad. Jiang Guangrong realized that although it was for peace, it was really impolite to hug Qin Yanran like this. Jiang Guangrong immediately let go of Qin Yanran, held the stool with both hands, and leaned his left shoulder against the wall to tightly block Qin Yanran.

Miyamoto Takuaki danced when he heard Jiang Guangrong's words, but he didn't overreact. He glanced at Jiang Guangrong coldly, "I chose you as a soft persimmon. What can you do for me?"

Jiang Guangrong couldn't speak. Didn't he say that all good masters had their own self-esteem? But Miyamoto's current style does not take this trick at all.

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Chapter completed!