Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 873

  One of the service records caught Li Qiao’s attention. He was once employed by the Burmese Emperor and the commander of the Supreme Army to conduct an original disguise transaction.

  The highest commander of the military is Bo Mingyin, and Li Qiao has seen him at a cabinet banquet.

  Naji, behind his back, has ties to senior officials in Myanmar.

  After reading all the news, Li Qiao looked up again, and saw that there was already a mess in the North Square.

   Liuyun and Mochizuki fought with each other's thugs. He Chen and Shang Yu were still light and graceful, looking at each other from Naji.

Naji smoked a cigar, pressed the submachine gun under his hand and pressed it back. He raised his head at Shang Yu in the air, and said arrogantly: "Shang Shaoyan, good Nanyang, you don't stay here, but you are going to Diancheng to find death. Let’s count the old and the new hatred together today."

   "There are so many nonsense to find revenge, what Bo Mingyin taught you?"

   Suddenly, a light and cool voice came from the side, and Naji looked sideways and blinked a triangle, "This chick is good."

  After that, he turned his head and looked at the men next to him, biting his cigar and sneered, "Take it home later and let me have fun."

  Li Qiao's eyebrows are cold, and the corners of her lips are curved like nowhere.

   And Shang Yu's aura around his body also changed abruptly, his eyes deep and sharp, and he shot Naji with his hostility.

  Even He Chen licked his back molars, and drew the gun from his back without saying anything. He didn’t even look at the trigger that was pulled directly, and said, "I will wash your mouth."

  Who is Li Qiao, and their younger siblings, how can they allow others to make trouble?

  The bullet shot straight towards Naji and hit the cigar in the corner of his mouth impartially.

  The tobacco leaves were blown up, and the strong impact also cut the corners of his mouth.

  Naji was startled, his eyelids twitched several times.

  He spit out the cigar, reached out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, seeing the blood stain, he stared at He Chen angrily, "Are you **** looking for death?"

  Shang Yu's posture is upright, silent and powerful, surrounded by hostility.

  He raised his foot and walked towards Naji, his steps were steady, his dark eyes were frightening and gloomy.

   Seeing this, the thugs tried to come up and stop them, but they were all intercepted by He Chen halfway, and the attack was extremely vicious with one punch and one kick. Li Qiao couldn't help but slap his tongue.

  It is no wonder that Shang Yu said that she could not beat He Chen, but now it seems that what she said is true.

  At this time, Naji squinted slightly, and quickly handed a look at his hand, and then the submachine gun was aimed at Shang Yu's chest again.

"You take one more step, don't blame me, you're welcome." Naji spit out blood and pressed the corner of his mouth again, "Shang Shaoyan, this is Diancheng, not Nanyang. You replaced the batch three years ago. The original stone cost me billions. Today, you will either keep your life or... you can leave this little girl with me, hahahaha!"

  Naji ignored Shang Yu's gloomy expression, still not afraid of death, uttering wild words.

  If you rely on Bai Mingyin's position, it is a bit overstatement.

  This Naji looks like a third-rate little person, but he can accurately learn about Shang Yu's movements.

  Even Bo Mingyin can’t do whatever he wants at the border.

  Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows slowly, looking at Shang Yu's figure, her thoughts were slightly confused.

  At this moment, the man is already standing half a meter away from Naji.

  The man in the flower shirt directly raised his gun against Shang Yu's shoulder, rolled his apple, and warned: "Stop."

  The man lowered his eyes and glanced at his shoulders, with his thin lips slightly to the side. In the next second, he lifted his long legs and kicked them on Naji’s abdomen.

"Well……"

  Naji didn't expect Shang Yu to suddenly start his hand. He was short and round, kicked, and retreated uncontrollably before hitting the front of the car.

  The man who raised the gun didn't react, and when he looked intently, he saw that Naji had already kneeled on the ground with his stomach in his hands.

  He pulled down the safety of the submachine gun and loaded it, but before the muzzle of the gun was facing Shang Yu, the man held the head of the gun. With the help of a flick, the submachine gun changed ownership.

  Shang Yu held the submachine gun with one hand, not looking at the shirt, pulled the trigger, the gun sounded, and wailed.

  The flower shirt was shot in the leg, tucked his knees and wailed on the ground.

   And Naji next to her, covering her stomach with her hands, stood up with a sullen expression.

  He glanced at the gun in Shang Yu's hand, leaned forward and said sarcastically: "If you dare to shoot at me, that Mrs. Xiao will not let you go."

  Three years ago, someone told him that in dealing with Shang Shaoyan, as long as Mrs. Xiao is mentioned, he will be able to turn defeat into victory.

  Now, Na Ji’s old trick is repeated, a pair of small triangular eyes staring at Shang Yu, waiting to see him change.

  He verified it that year and it really worked.

  However, Shang Yu's subsequent performance was unexpected.

  The man didn’t react, and his dark eyes fell on Naji’s face as if, his nose fluttered and his tone was gloomy, "What did you just say?"

Na Ji’s eyes smashed into Shang Yu’s deep as cold pupils, and his mind was blank for a moment. It took a long time before he stammered and said: "Xiao, Madam Xiao, if you dare to hurt me, someone will report to her immediately. If you don't believe me, try it."

  Shang Yu's lips curled up with a deep smile, "Then try."

  As soon as the words fell, his muzzle hit Naji's forehead.

  An instant helpless whisper in the air, "Shang Shaoyan, you are almost done."

  The person here is Bai Yan.

  But Naji didn't have time to take care of it, staring nervously at the muzzle on his forehead, his heart was shocked, and he almost stopped breathing.

  Three years ago, he was able to survive in the hands of Shang Shaoyan, relying on the three words "Mrs. Xiao".

  Suddenly not working today?

  Knowing this, even if he got the news that Shang Shaoyan was in Diancheng, he would not rush to make trouble.

  (End of this chapter)