The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 310: Lessons

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The sudden change of Junci shocked He Jiankang.

But after all, he was a person in the imperial capital, but was shocked by the sudden release of Jun Ci.

The boy in front of him is obviously not as cowardly as he was just now.

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

I am afraid that others will be frightened, but he Jiankang He has been in the imperial capital for such a long time.

"Huh?"

He Jiankang sneered: "Then do you know who dares to negotiate terms with my Lord, what will happen to him?"

This is a threat to her.

Before Jun Ci could answer, He Jiankang proudly raised the corners of his mouth, as if showing off something terrific: "They are all dead!"

"His Royal Highness, he is farting, he has never killed anyone."

Jun porcelain: "..."

How embarrassing to be exposed by Guru in an instant.

However, even if there were no lives, Jun Ci probably estimated that this He Jiankang was definitely not a good thing.

He Jiankang was still empty. After speaking, he glanced at the knife in Jun Ci's hand.

The knife light is too glaring.

The smile on the corner of the boy's mouth in front of him was enough to confuse people, but in this fascination, a frightening cold began to appear.

"He said this sentence, it seems that I won't sell my face, so I am willing to give a clear answer here."

Jun Ci's words paused, and then he said word by word: "What are you?!"

After she said this, the knife was thrown violently from her hand.

"Bang!"

The blade flew along He Jiankang's head, and directly inserted into the armchair behind him.

Surely, at that moment, He Jiankang stood upside down. Unexpectedly, Junci said that he would do it with his hands, and his frightened footsteps stepped back. When he was about to scream, Junci was already lightning. Tucked the tablecloth on the table as if.

Fortunately, there is nothing on it now. The only candlestick fell on the carpeted floor because the tablecloth pulled away. It only made a muffled noise, which could not attract the attention of people outside.

Not to mention, this clubhouse is soundproofed.

Jun Ci took out the tablecloth and covered He Jiankang's mouth with his palm.

She wanted to keep her clean hands from touching this fat and ugly face.

"What kind of thing are you Jiankang? You dare to negotiate terms with me?"

Obviously looking slender palms, but with huge explosive power, he firmly covered He Jiankang’s mouth and pressed his entire head, so that he could only show his eyes, because he could not breathe, and his face was subconsciously struggling. It became more and more red, and one hand could only struggle unconsciously.

"Since you said that those who negotiated terms with you are dead, do you know what will happen to those who negotiate terms with me?"

He could only see the cool and murderous low-melt voice, as if it was about to soak his bones, bringing the feeling of cold to bone pain to his limbs.

He Jiankang felt for the first time what is meant by a real threat of death.

He couldn't even think of why this teenager would shoot him directly.

He originally just wanted to bring people over to threaten him with a lesson, but he didn't expect that this would threaten his life.

The nose is completely unable to breathe. He Jiankang’s face is now covered with a pale blue-gray because of suffocation. His already fat face is now hideous and terrifying. At the moment He Jiankang will lose his intuition completely, A trace of sarcasm flashed in Jun Ci's eyes, and then he let go.