The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The young man's words were clear, but in a loose tone, they seemed to be able to intimidate people's hearts. The young soldier's heartbeat involuntarily stopped.

He looked at Yan Tao in fear and panic, with a look of horror hidden deep in his eyes.

It was the shock and horror of being exposed unexpectedly.

However, it was all covered up by the excited expression on his face at this moment.

Aite knelt down on the ground with a plop, and his emotions suddenly became excited: "Marshal, what do you mean by this?!"

"Do you think it was your subordinates who captured Lord Xuanming?!"

"My subordinates were outside the door with them that day, and everything they did was in full view of everyone. How could they have the ability to harm Master Xuanming!"

In his excitement, his voice rose, as if his words were out of control. He was so excited that he forgot the respect and etiquette he should have for Yan Tao.

The palms of his hands clenched involuntarily, deeply.

Young Master Yan glanced at him casually, picked up the water glass on the side and took a sip to moisten his throat before continuing: "The acting skills are good, and he deserves to be trained by Yuan Jing."

Unprepared, his identity was revealed by him, but he was still able to calm down his emotions and pretend not to know.

The expression on that face, if she didn't know the art of physiognomy, she might have been deceived.

Aite took a deep breath, but did not answer. He turned to look at Yan Feng on the other side, "General Yan, my subordinates really did not harm Master Xuanming! How can I do that? Please help your subordinates." Please explain to the Marshal!"

Yanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He is a descendant of a branch of the Yan family and has a closer relationship with Yan Tao.

Therefore, he is managing the entire defense of Canglan Prime.

All security matters are personally in charge of him.

Xuan Ming has to handle the government affairs of the galaxy and Yunxiao fleet at the same time. His status is extremely valuable, and safety is particularly important.

Therefore, the soldiers responsible for Xuanming's security were all personally selected by Yanfeng.

Before actually entering the core area, he investigated the identities of all the guards and their relatives from the mainland for three generations.

He remembered this Aite.

His net worth is indeed clean.

Yan Feng thought carefully, but did not speak.

He has personally tested it, but he trusts the Marshal's judgment more.

What comes out of the Marshal's mouth is never wrong.

His answer was - he directly raised his leg and hit Ait right in the heart with a banging kick.

He kicked this kick without hesitation, and it was extremely heavy.

Aite was kicked in the chest by him, and his chest collapsed almost immediately.

Qi and blood surged in his body, and he spit out blood with a loud sound.

His complexion then turned gray and pale.

His whole body fell limply to the ground.

Yan Feng's kick came too fast and without any warning.

The other nine soldiers waiting in the room all turned pale.

He was shocked by Yan Feng's kick.

Yan Feng squatted down slightly, reached out and grabbed Aite's collar, and lifted him up into the air. A ferocious cold look appeared on his handsome face: "You still want to pretend?"

Yan Rong crossed his arms across his chest and looked on with cold eyes. Seeing his humble appearance, he silently shook his head: "I have been with the Marshal for so long and you still haven't changed your rough and reckless style."

"It's so classless."

Yan Rongliang swished, commenting on his brother's quick and decisive kick.

Of course, the review is a negative review.

Yan Feng's mouth twitched.

Cursing secretly in his heart: Yan Rong, you sycophant!

Shameless! !