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Nie Jia held an empty bottle in his hand. When one bottle went down, it clicked, which was unusually crisp.


Lin Haoran is worthy of being the protagonist of this world. His physical fitness is outstanding. After Nie Jia slammed the bottle like this, his head was tilted, blood was flowing from his forehead, and he was standing there straight.

"You, think, die?" Lin Haoran gritted his teeth and turned his head word by word, looking at Nie Jia, his eyes were full of angered ferocity.

Lin Haoran was fascinated by blood. He never imagined that Nie Jia would really dare to do something to him. Once the bottle came down, it gave him a splitting headache and completely angered him. The arrogant aura of the superior was lifted, he stared at Nie Jia viciously, like a jackal aiming at a rabbit, his body full of fury aura that was terrifying.

Is Nie Jia afraid? of course not.

Lin Haoran was angry, he was even more angry than Lin Haoran.

Nie Jia threw the debris in his hand and stepped back two steps to open the distance between the two. Lin Haoran thought he was timid and wanted to escape. A plaything that turns into anger and beats people, turns into anger? Are you ashamed too!

Lin Haoran let his anger and unwillingness completely swallow his reason. He didn't realize that the young man in front of him did not have the cowardice and fear he had before, but instead he had a bloodthirsty indifference in front of him. He just wanted to take him back into his hands, give him a hard lesson, make him obey and kneel, and let him admit his mistakes and make him suffer!

But when Lin Haoran's fingertips failed to touch a single hair of the young man, he was grabbed by the opponent's backhand, and when he twisted it, he heard a muffled click. The severe pain made Lin Haoran cry out in pain. Immediately soaked in cold sweat.

Those who had been knocked down by Nie Jia before, who were not in a coma, couldn't care to hold their heads and scream in pain, they all lay on the ground and stared at the scene in shock.

President Lin's arm... let that kid

break ... Nie Jia stood in the same place without moving a single step, and broke the protagonist Gong's arm with one hand. He looked at Lin Haoran's forehead covered in cold sweat, and touched it indifferently. At the corner of his lips, he let go and threw Lin Haoran's wrist out, and all that was left in the room was a shocking scream.

"Mr. Lin, President Lin, are you alright!" Several people hurriedly helped the pale Lin Haoran up, and quickly called the emergency number.

"Nie Jia!" Lin Haoran's face was covered in cold sweat, and his lips were trembling. He looked at the indifferent young man standing in front of him, gnashing his teeth.

"If you have something to do in the future, don't bother me. I see you hitting you once." Nie Jia pointed at Lin Haoran and turned around and left the box.

A few people looked at his arrogant back and dared not speak, but only waited until the door was closed and Nie Jia really left before scolding angrily.

Usually, they also saw this kid being brought by President Lin. He couldn't fight back or scold him. He looked really good-looking. Many people were thinking about it. It was rare that Boss Lin was willing to play with them today. I thought...it turned out to be a wolf in a rabbit's skin.

Looking at President Lin's folded arm, they suddenly felt that it was too light for them to be hit by a wine bottle.

Nie Jia went to the underground parking lot along the route given by kk, got in the car, he opened the sun visor and took a look. It should be because Shi Chen tampered with the data. . Nie Jia smiled sweetly in her heart and drove out of the large parking lot.

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