Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

All the bodyguards in the dark have been with Qing Heran for ten years, and even close to 15 years. Everyone in the north knows that Qing Heran is the head of the sect, and the title of head belongs to him alone.

And during the decades of dominating the north, Qing has enjoyed countless emperor-level treatment to himself, and he does not allow others to compete with him, even if it is the so-called reputation.

Therefore, his prestige was able to skyrocket based on tyrannical and vicious methods.

His bottom line, everyone in the north must give in.

Even Chu Sifan back then didn't dare to take a tough stance to compete with Qing Heran. The Devil Guild can only be regarded as a powerful confidant in Qing Heran's heart.

It can even be said to be a subordinate.

Not the collaborator Chu Sifan thought he was.

"Mr. Tingchi's courage is the best I have ever seen, but if such excellent courage is not used wisely, wouldn't it be a waste." Qing's expression became more and more kind.

The smile in his eyes was bottomless, it had nothing to do with the word reserved, it became more and more wild.

In many cases, in the confrontation between the enemy and ourselves, the more the other party tramples on your dignity with a friendly appearance, the more it challenges your endurance.

"It is said that on the side of the Federation, they seem to call it violent?"

"The headmaster's words are an eye-opener for this junior, and I admire you, but... forgive me for taking the liberty. With the headmaster's experience, I shouldn't pay too much attention to the collection industry. How can I know so well?" Cheng Jialan The tone is dull.

Another meaning is-

You have long wanted to investigate me, why are you pretending to be a good person, and what reason are you looking for?

"It seems that Mr. Tingchi is ready to confront me to the end?" Qing abruptly looked away, not looking into Cheng Jialan's familiar eyes.

If he can be his son's counselor, the city must have one.

But she's just a woman, how dare she try to step on his son's head as a dominance?

"Chi." Suddenly, Cheng Jialan let out a cold snort. Hearing the sound, Qing's eyes froze completely, and he deliberately provoked her again and again. He really thought he didn't dare to kill her, did he?

"There is a saying that the younger generation would like to know. When I was in Southeast Asia, the natives there kindly told me that before killing me, it is best to see if there is any threat behind me. After all, anyone can do it. Is it?"

On the opposite side, Qing was so angry that he laughed back, did he really treat himself as a character?

The two eyes were facing each other, and the palms of the bodyguards guarding in the dark were already sweating. What kind of subordinate did the young master find?

The last person who dared to be so arrogant was 30 years ago. At that time, the leader had not yet secured the position of leader, and the people below were naturally very active, but not long after, those who made provocative words were distributed to Tibetan mastiffs as food by the leader. up.

Five Tibetan mastiffs at their prime were in the same cage, and the man who wanted to die was thrown in, and the boiled broth was smeared on his body, which is the best thing to excite the Tibetan mastiffs.

It is really to share the food on the spot, not to share the food for the Tibetan mastiffs in advance.

But that person was too self-sufficient to kill his life, but this woman was holding something that made the head of the sect turn pale.

The young master is very favored, but the head of the sect will never allow the young master to try to overstep. However, when the young master and the young master confronted each other, the young master died so tragically that it was hard for the head to have nothing in his heart.

It's just that it would be fine if the young master planned the move by himself, but the master actually found out that there was a female counselor beside the young master.

And the death of the eldest young master is closely related to this female counselor. How can the head of the sect feel at ease when outsiders cooperate with the young master to kill a lord in the north?

Now the head of the sect really can't kill her immediately, because no one knows what this woman is holding in her hand, maybe it is the secret that can put the young master to death, or it can temporarily restrain the young master and threaten the head irrefutable evidence.

It's all possible.

After a while, Qing smiled and nodded, that's great, he won't kill her immediately, but he will make her life worse than death.

"Chop off her hands and feet first."

When the words fell, Cheng Jialan's face was dull, she was not afraid, and she was sure that Qing would not achieve her goal, because...

"Bang!" After saying that, the bodyguard slashed down fiercely with a machete in his hand.

"Crack."

"Father is merciful." At the critical moment, Vincent opened the door and entered. He did not need any conditions to enter Qing's impressive territory, and entered without any conditions. He was the only person in the north who had such privileges.

"Just stand by and watch." Qing's eyes darkened impressively, and his tone was extremely gloomy.

"If you cut off her hand, it's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. What's the point?" Vincent raised his eyes and looked at Qing impressively, but he was not stubborn, but calm.

"So what do you propose?"

"Tie it up, lock it up in the basement first, after that, you have the final say?"

Before he finished speaking, Vincent turned around and looked at Cheng Jialan's lips curled up slightly. Seeing this, Cheng Jialan's expression remained unchanged.

Only the fingers on the side gradually clenched.

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time, take it away." After finishing speaking, Qing walked away impressively.

......

Ten days later, the basement.

"Knock knock knock."

"Your meal is ready." The food is served as usual, but Qing is not likely to poison Cheng Jialan in the food, because Vincent has spoken, and he will definitely give the youngest son face.

But the person who delivered the meal called several times, but there was no change from inside.

"Boom!" A few tens of seconds later, the door was knocked open, and the pupils of the person who delivered the meal suddenly constricted. Damn, this person ran away!

"Gather and search for people!"

Qing's bodyguards were all outside the basement. Hearing the news, they immediately assembled and started to act. But at that time, Cheng Jialan had already run to the northern border.

"Hoo hoo--"

"Hiss-" Seeing someone patrolling ahead, Cheng Jialan tore off the human skin mask on his face. When Vincent rushed in, he actually bumped into her wrist.

Then Cheng Jialan noticed that the other party seemed to have thrust something into her.

After being tied up in the basement, she realized that it was a compulsive cracking chip that could overcome any system and program.

No one is more familiar with this thing than Cheng Jialan, because she developed the chip by herself in iss.

She alone can't avoid so many bodyguards, just the monitoring and human body infrared signal detection equipment is enough for Cheng Jialan to bear.

But with this chip, as long as Cheng Jialan finds a device that can connect to most local signals, all problems will be solved.

The equipment is so easy to find, every bodyguard has it.

In just four hours, Cheng Jialan deciphered all the surrounding equipment and monitoring that would threaten her escape, and then she cut off the communication signal between the bodyguards.

Vincent's purpose was obvious. When Cheng Jialan was plotting to kill his elder brother for him, if she was able to grasp the secrets, Vincent would naturally be able to find out some of her secrets.

For example, the secrecy group iss that she established at Amazon.

From the initial temptation of both, to the temporary cooperation later, and now to the hidden attack and calculation of each other, every step of the way is thrilling, and every step is like approaching the edge of the abyss.

Cheng Jialan, who claimed to be in control of the overall situation, realized that Vincent had started to suspect her origins early on, probably because he knew from the beginning that Lan Tingchi's identity was fake.

This, she was very surprised.

Today's northern wind is bleak, and the closer you get to the edge of the cliff, the faster the wind will blow up.

"Captain Qin, we're almost there, but are your legs okay?"

"Where's the photo?" Bei Minglu asked coldly, the stubble on his jaw hadn't been trimmed for a long time, the blue color was very decadent, and the deep-set eye sockets could detect the tiredness of the client at a glance.

"This is definitely Miss Cheng."

Almost immediately after the other party's words fell, Bei Minghao anxiously grabbed the stack of photos, she was right, even though she changed her face, Bei Minghao had described her demeanor and those eyes many times.

It's his little thing, it's his blue.

He was too restless, and Bei Minghao's state had been suppressed to the extreme at that time, which made his movements look a little out of order.

The speed of flipping photos is fast and slow, dazzling fast, but slow to stare at a photo for more than 10 minutes.

Everyone was terrified, they couldn't imagine what would happen to Miss Cheng if Captain Qin failed to catch Miss Cheng this time.

"Click." Suddenly, Beiming's hand holding the photo trembled slightly. It was a photo of Cheng Jialan tied up and standing in front of Vincent.

No one understood Bei Minghao's mood at this moment. He wished that the baby in his mouth would be treated roughly by others. He said that he would help her succeed in revenge, but why didn't she believe him?

"Qin...Qin team, with Miss Cheng's means, people in the northern part of Europe can't do anything about her!"

"After seeing this man, everyone found an opportunity to shoot directly." The target of Bei Mingyu's trip to the north this time was Vincent, who was known as the legendary young master of the north.

"Yes, Captain Qin."

......

The mountain wind is bitter, and it is the coldest time of day in the north. Cheng Jialan now has a silencer gun in her hand, but the range is not far and the bullets are limited. She has to calculate before shooting.

Every bullet counts.

"Sa--"

"Cough, cough, cough." Suddenly, Cheng Jialan's throat was locked by the man behind him.

However, the strength of the opponent was not strong. In an instant, she directly pulled the trigger one second after the opponent made a move.

Immediately, with a puff, the bullet sank into the opponent's flesh.