Outright Favoritism Chapter 873: : Try it then

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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 something to do with the senior officials of Myanmar.

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

Liu Yun and Mochizuki fought with each other's thugs. He Chen and Shang Yu were still light and clear, and they looked at each other in the air.

Na Ji smoked a cigar, pressed the submachine gun under his hand and pressed it back. He raised his head at Shang Yu from the air, and said arrogantly: "Shang Shaoyan, good Nanyang, you don’t stay, but you want to come to Diancheng. Looking for death, it happens that we count the old and new hatred together today."

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

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

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

Li Qiao's eyebrows are cold, and the corners of her lips curl up like nothing.

The aura of Shang Yu's whole body also changed abruptly, his eyes were sharp, and he grabbed a brutal force and shot towards Naji.

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

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

The bullet shot straight at 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 stains, he immediately 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 steady, his dark eyes frightening and gloomy.

When the thugs saw this, they tried to stop them, but they were all intercepted by He Chen. They punched and kicked the offensive so fiercely that Li Qiao couldn't help but slap his tongue.

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

At this time, Naji squinted a little, and quickly gave his submachine a look, 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 vomited blood and pressed the corner of his mouth again, "Shang Shaoyan, this is Diancheng, not Nanyang. You replaced it three years ago. The batch of rough stones made me lose billions. Today, you will either save your life or...you can leave this chick to me, hahahaha!"

Naji ignored Shang Yu's gloomy look, and still uttered wild words not afraid of death.

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 Bai Mingyin can't do whatever he wants at the border.

Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows slowly, looking at Shang Yu's figure, her thoughts 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, his thin lips slightly sideways, and in the next second, he lifted his long legs and kicked him on Naji's abdomen.

"Um..."

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

The man who raised the gun didn't react, and when he looked intently, he saw that Naji was kneeling 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 was facing Shang Yu, the man held the head of the gun, and with a flick of his strength, 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.

Flower shirt was shot in the leg, tucked her knees and curled up on the ground wailing.

And Naji next to him covered his stomach with both hands and stood up with a grim expression.

He glanced at the gun in Shang Yu's hand, leaned forward and sarcastically said: "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, Naji’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 worked.

However, Shang Yu's subsequent performance was unexpected.

The man didn't respond, and his dark and cloudy eyes actually fell on Naji's face, his nose fluttered, and his tone was gloomy, "What did you just say?"

Naji’s eyes smashed into Shang Yu’s eyes as deep as cold pools, his mind was blank for a moment, and it took a long time before he stammered: "Xiao, Mrs. Xiao, if you dare to hurt me, someone will report immediately. Give her a try if you don’t believe me."

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 came from 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 so shocked that 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 long ago, even if he got the news that Shang Shaoyan was in Diancheng, he would not rush to make trouble.