Chapter 310 Lessons

Jun Ci's sudden change shocked He Jiankang.

But after all, he was a person hanging out in the imperial capital, so he was just shocked by Jun Ci's sudden aura.

The young man in front of him was obviously not as cowardly as before.

Play pig eat tiger?

Others might have been frightened, but He Jiankang, who had been in the imperial capital for so long, was not frightened!

"Ah?"

He Jiankang sneered: "Then do you know what will happen to those who dare to negotiate terms with me, Mr. He?"

This is intimidating her.

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

"Your Highness, he is farting. No one was killed in his hands."

Jun Ci: "..."

How embarrassing it is to be exposed by Gulu in an instant.

But even if no one was killed, Jun Ci could probably guess that He Jiankang was definitely not a good guy.

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

The sword light was too dazzling.

The smile on the lips of the young man in front of him was enough to confuse people. However, in this bewitchment, a chill began to appear that made people tremble.

"It seems that I can't do it without saving face for what Mr. He said. Then I am willing to give a very clear answer to Mr. He here."

Jun Ci paused for a moment, then said word for word: "Who do you think you are?!"

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

"boom!"

The blade flew along He Jiankang's head and was inserted directly into the Grand Master's chair behind him.

Sure enough, at that moment, He Jiankang stood on his head. Unexpectedly, Jun Ci would take action as soon as he said it. He stepped back with trembling fright. Just when he was about to scream, Jun Ci had already struck him like lightning. The tablecloth on the table twitched.

Fortunately, there was nothing placed on it. The only candlestick fell to the carpeted floor due to the tablecloth being pulled away, making only a muffled sound and not attracting the attention of anyone outside the door.

Besides, this clubhouse is soundproofed.

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

She wanted to keep her clean hands away from this fat, ugly face.

"Who do you think you are, He Jiankang? How dare you negotiate terms with me?"

The palms that looked slender, but possessed huge explosive power, tightly covered He Jiankang's mouth and pressed down his entire head, leaving him with only his eyes exposed. Because he couldn't breathe, his face became increasingly pale as he struggled subconsciously. Turning red, his hands could only struggle unconsciously.

"Since you said that everyone who negotiated terms with you is dead, do you know what will happen to the people who negotiated terms with me?"

He could only hear the cold and murderous low-alcohol sound, which seemed to be soaking into his bones, giving his limbs and bones a feeling of coldness to the point of bone pain.

For the first time, He Jiankang felt what a real death threat was.

He had no idea why this young man would attack him directly.

He originally just wanted to bring someone over to threaten him and teach him a lesson, but he never imagined that this would pose a threat to his life.

He Jiankang's nose was completely unable to breathe. He Jiankang's face was now a layer of bluish-grey due to suffocation. His already fat face was now terrifyingly ferocious. At the moment when He Jiankang was about to completely lose his intuition, Jun Ci's eyes A trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes before she let him go.