C1033 You Might as Well Kill Me
C1033 You Might as Well Kill Me
Her cowardly action made Lee Nanfang very unhappy.
Now, she kneeled down to Yang Xiao.
Lee Nanfang didn't care.
It was because Hua Yeshen said, "After I was abandoned by my family, I was adopted by the King. Without the King, there would be no Hua Yeshen. My lord, my reborn parents. "
As a person, one must know how to be grateful.
The kindness of having children and raising children was the most redeemable kindness one could repay.
Especially the favor of upbringing.
Lee Nanfang was deeply moved by this, so in his heart, the mother who raised him was many times more important than raising his birth parents.
Then Hua Yeshenyin was grateful for the king's support. Ying Ying's action of kowtowing was necessary in his view.
Of course not.
However, Yang Xiao slightly turned to the side, showing that he did not dare to accept Hua Yeshen's kowtowing. He said coldly, "Although you were raised by King Xuanyuan, you are not me."
Sister Yeshen was already in her early thirties, but Yang Xiao?
No matter how you looked at it, she wasn't more than twenty-three years old.
A twenty-three year old who had to bring up Beautiful Young Woman in her thirties — how awkward, how awkward.
Hua Yeshen said softly, "My lord, in the heart of the Night God, no matter which king he is, he will always be the benefactor that raised the Night God."
"That makes some sense."
Yang Xiao's expression turned a little better, but his voice remained cold. "But we raised you just so that you could become a moneymaking machine that can be exploited by anyone."
After a pause, her tone also slowed down, "You have also contributed a lot to us over the years. However, there are also things that people are dissatisfied about. That is, when can you repay me with the one hundred million that you gave to that scumbag? "
With that, she looked at Lee Nanfang from the corner of her eyes.
He looked calm, as if he didn't know what Yang Xiao was talking about.
This was the most common reaction of a debtor who did not pay his debts.
"A hundred million isn't a big deal …"
Just as Hua Yeshen said that, she was interrupted by Yang Xiao in anger: "Who said it doesn't matter anymore? Do you think This King is very rich, like how all of you try to deceive others and commit great treason, and view money as dirt and dung! "
The more he spoke, the angrier Yang Xiao became. He took a step forward, lowered his head and said fiercely, "Night God, do you know that if This King wants to use a better phone, he has to throw away his dignity as a king to steal it?"
Wu Tie, who had gone mad from poverty, completely ignored Lee Nanfang when he was angered by Hua Yeshen's "one hundred million is nothing" and just wanted to grab her by the neck and make her suffer.
Until Lee Nanfang's surprised voice sounded, "Holy shit, that can't be, right? The great King, who has lived for a thousand years, is actually a pauper? "
"You are the pauper! Your entire family is poor! "
Yang Xiao suddenly came to his senses and became angry from embarrassment. He screamed and jumped in front of Lee Nanfang. He grabbed Lee Nanfang's neck and started to shake it.
This was too embarrassing.
The grand Raging Flames King Xuanyuan held the life and death of his tens of thousands of followers. The current Unrivaled Expert was so domineering that he didn't want anything anymore. How could he be a pauper?
Lee Nanfang only said this to her when he was courting death.
Since he was courting death, how could Yang Xiao, who got angry out of embarrassment, have the nerve to refuse him?
Lee Nanfang often suffered the pain of having a cheap mouth again.
When Yang Xiao "revealed his true feelings", shouldn't he look at his nose, nose and heart, pretend not to exist and ask three questions after the fact?
Why did it seem like he was urging them on? He wasn't mocking them, he was just mocking them from the bottom of his heart!
Why did he only say what he was thinking and turn the great demon into a rage out of embarrassment?
When Yang Xiao, who was like a rolling mat, rushed over, Lee Nanfang also made a timely dodging move.
But the devil was simply too fast.
It was so fast that before Lee Nanfang could turn around, his neck was grabbed and violently shook like a rattle.
No one wants to be held by the neck like a rattle.
Especially the proud Boss Lee.
Of course he would resist — but all of his resistance was useless against Yang Xiao, who was almost crazy.
He rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and thought angrily: "Other than me, what other book's male owner would be as weak as me? The author who deserves to die on a woman's belly, just wait. "
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Sister Yeshen was kneeling on the ground. Seeing that her groom was about to be strangled to death, she hurriedly got up and tried to stop him.
"Get out of my way!"
Yang Xiao, who felt he was too embarrassed to face others, was too willing to ignore a servant's advice.
The mature Beautiful Young Woman flew out screaming, crashed into the west wall, and fell onto the bed.
The blanket covering her body was lifted, exposing her delicate body to the air.
She wanted to get up and continue to prevent the king from killing her true love.
However, just as he turned around, he felt a sharp pain in his midsection and fell back onto the bed.
The only thing he could do was to cry and beg for mercy, "My King, my King, please let him go!"
How could Yang Xiao care about her.
Just a moment ago, he had disliked her and wanted to tear five holes in her head.
At this moment, what was the need to raise Black Dragon up, then chop Lee Nanfang's head off with a "kacha" sound, dyeing it red with Xuanyuan Deity, restoring Diurnal Male and Night Female's body, commanding thousands of sons and daughters to restore their Sui Empire and other grand aspirations, all of that was f * cking hell.
Yang Xiao was like strangling Lee Nanfang!
Kill him, strangle him, strangle him!
Only strangling her could make up for the fact that Lee Nanfang saw her as a pauper.
There was no way to discuss this matter.
Yang Xiao would worry whoever came to persuade him.
Lee Nanfang was almost strangled to death. He could even feel his soul and could even groan in pain as he got out of his body.
The Black Dragon that was hidden in his dantian's aura sea howled miserably as it shook its head and wagged its tail, scolding Lee Nanfang for being a bastard and scum. Don't you think you can control your stinky mouth?
Often, when a person was on the verge of death, their brain would become incomparably nimble.
If he continued to be lazy and didn't move, then there would be no more opportunities in the future, wouldn't there?
In the midst of his incomparable pain, Lee Nanfang suddenly thought of something. He immediately stretched out his right hand and tried to pry open Yang Xiao's Ghost Claw as he drew a few fingers in front of her eyes.
He finally understood why Yang Xiao didn't want to talk about Zhan Fei and the others and kept hinting at him.
After all this time, he talked about how the great king, who viewed money as dirt, was bewitching him into talking about cooperation.
For the first time, Lee Nanfang felt that he was just a pig.
Yang Xiao, who cared a lot about face, had already hinted so clearly that he didn't expect it at all.
Only when he was about to be strangled to death did he suddenly come to his senses.
Isn't this shameful?
Fortunately, it was not too late.
Lee Nanfang's finger, which was constantly gesturing in front of Yang Xiao, finally caught her attention. He somewhat recovered some rationality and sent back some strength. He panted heavily as he asked: "You, what do you mean by this?"
Lee Nanfang opened his mouth.
His mouth opened widely, but no words came out.
Yang Xiao became impatient again. He increased his strength and shouted at him: "Speak up!"
Speak of your head.
Your father's neck is about to be broken by you, can I say anything?
Lee Nanfang cursed in his heart. He could only point his finger at his own mouth to indicate that he couldn't speak.
Yang Xiao finally understood.
His hand strength had been greatly recovered, and he sneered, "Hmph, useless. Speak. If you don't give a proper reason, you're dead tonight. "
"Co-operation. The two of us, let's work together, cough! to work together to develop your invention. "
Lee Nanfang coughed with difficulty and said, "I will pay. You. You. "Fifty percent, no, forty-six percent."
"Who's four, who's six?"
Yang Xiao was elated when he finally heard what he wanted to hear the most.
Even though she was forcefully suppressing the joy in her heart and speaking viciously, even a blind person could clearly see the joy in the corners of her eyes.
"Of course, I am the sixth, while you are the fourth."
For some reason, when Lee Nanfang said that, he suddenly thought of his aunt.
Once upon a time, his aunt seemed to have talked to him about business. The words that she said were imitated by him like a ghost: "I'll pay, I'll pay the managers, I'll pay the basic workers." You only have the skills, so you should be able to take more than forty percent of it. "
"No!" If you wish for me to do so, I can only produce 40% of the skill. That definitely won't do. "
Yang Xiao flatly refused and sneered as he pretended to work harder.
"If you have something to say, then say it. Don't be rude."
Lee Nanfang hurriedly said: "Then tell me, how much do you want in order to be satisfied?"
"Eight, you two."
Yang Xiao's answer was very straightforward.
Lee Nanfang immediately shook his head: "You better kill me."
"Do you really think I don't dare? Humph. Then I'll suffer a bit. Me seven, you three. "
"You might as well kill me."
"I-I'll six, you four."
"You might as well kill me."
"I, I am so annoyed. Scumbag Lee, I'm warning you. "
Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Fifty percent, no less."
"You might as well kill me."
"Alright, then I'll help you."
Yang Xiao's hands that were pinching Lee Nanfang's neck were just about to use more strength when he heard the guy say, "Fifty percent. Consider it as me being afraid of you."
"Hmph." Eat a toast and drink a forfeit. "
Only then did Yang Xiao let go of his hand in satisfaction. The murderous aura in the room was quickly replaced by a joyful one.
She thought to herself, "This idiot." In fact, I'd agree if he had to ask for four or six, or even three or seven. The people outside do business, and their standards are quite average. "
While Yang Xiao was secretly pleased with himself, he did not expect Lee Nanfang, who was bending over to rub his neck and cough, to be also pleased in his heart: "Damn, in fact, if you insist, I will also agree."
Do you really think I'm stupid enough to throw away my life for a mere stinky thing?
An ignorant country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. Even though he has the advantage, I still gave him fifty to fifty percent of his pride … .Alas, his IQ is quite worrisome.
After the factory was built, how Boss Lee managed to achieve 20% of your profit through the two accounts.
However, based on his experience as a country bumpkin, he reckoned that 20% of the profits would be enough to make him mad with joy. "
Hua Yeshen, who was kneeling on the bed, stared blankly for a long while with her mouth half open. It took her a while before she finally realized what was going on.
Compared to the couple who thought themselves to be the "elite of the shopping mall", if they really joined hands to deal with Hua Yeshen, they could still be crushed into pieces.
That was why Sister Yeshen was in a daze.
She didn't understand.
She was the elite of the shopping mall that Raging Flames had spent a lot of money to cultivate. Why did the king ignore her existence and negotiate with Lee Nanfang so arrogantly?
"It seems that in the King's heart, I am nothing more than a servant who cannot bear the burden. However, even if she did kill me, I wouldn't tell her that she wanted eighty percent of it, and Jack would agree. Moreover, Nanfang will then take the opportunity to extort something from her. "
As expected, just as Hua Yeshen thought of this, she heard Lee Nanfang cough and say, "My King, I have a condition."