I am Han Sanqian

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Han Sanqian Su Yingxia!Han Sanqian’s anger instantly rushed to his forehead, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. Every time Han Nian’s cry was a great torture and pain to him, he would rather hurt himself than Han Nian. .

He knew that this was Nangong Falcon warning him in this way.

But he knew better that the compromise with Nangong Falcon would only make him more unscrupulous, and maybe he would do more to Han Nian in the future.

"Don't hurt her anymore." Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and said.

The voice of the man on the phone looked very proud and said, "You go to kneel in front of Nangong Falcon, I can consider sending her to the hospital, I don’t think you want to see this little guy continue to suffer, she is you after all. Daughter."

Han Sanqian took a deep breath, hung up the video call, and walked towards Nan Gong Falcon's room.

After Nangong Falcon returned to the castle, he waited for Han Sanqian in the room, with a very proud expression.

In his opinion, in this way, Han Sanqian would definitely be obedient. He couldn't wait to see Han Sanqian kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy, wagging his tail like a poor dog.

When he heard the knock on the door, Nangong Falcon knew that Han Sanqian was coming, but he deliberately delayed for some time before opening the door. He had to make Han Sanqian anxious, and he had to let Han Sanqian know who is the master and who is the master. It's a servant.

Opening the door, Nangong Falcon said faintly, "Why come to me in such a hurry?"

Han Sanqian didn't say anything about Nangong Falcon's well-known question, but instead told Nangong Falcon his intentions with practical actions.

Pinching Nangong Falcon's neck, Han Sanqian said with gloomy eyes: "Call your subordinate immediately and ask him to take Han Nian to the hospital."

This is completely different from Nangong Falcon's kneeling begging for mercy in his imagination. He never expected Han Sanqian's attitude to be so strong.

"You fucking let me go, believe it or not, I'll let him kill Han Nian right away!" Nangong Falcon said angrily.

"Do you dare? Kill Han Nian, what are you threatening me with, you can't threaten me, can you still get the right to inherit the Patriarch?" Han Sanqian said coldly.

Nangong Falcon did not dare to kill Han Nian, and he had never even thought about it that way, because this handle was very important to him, and Han Nian had to live well before he could continue to squeeze the use value of Han Sanqian.

But he hurt Han Nian, in order to let Han Sanqian learn a lesson, and ask Han Sanqian to be obedient in the future. If Han Sanqian was compromised at this time, he would steal the chicken instead of losing his rice.

"I'll give you one last chance and let me go." Nangong Falcon gritted his teeth and said.

Not only did Han Sanqian not let go, but on the contrary he increased the strength in his hands.

Nangong Falcon's face instantly turned red, and the breath he could inhale became less and less.

"I killed you. Even if your subordinates kill Han Nian, they won't be able to exchange your life. Are you sure you want to make such an exchange?" Han Sanqian's face was frosty, like a basin of cold water poured on Nangong Falcon's head.

Nangong Falcon subconsciously shook Han Sanqian's hand, but his struggling strength was completely negligible, but he was well aware of the fact that if he didn't compromise with Han Sanqian at this time, his life might really not be saved.

Nodding to Han Sanqian in a slight arc, this is the biggest explicit action he can make in his current state.

Han Sanqian let go of Nangong Falcon. Nangong Falcon greedily breathed in the fresh air. He finally felt that his life was picked up. He also knew that using this method to persecute Han Sanqian would never let him get any benefits. .

"Are you really not afraid that I would kill Han Nian?" Nangong Falcon said unwillingly. Originally, his intention was to make Han Sanqian bow his head, but he didn't expect to fall behind. This result made Nangong Falcon very helpless.

"You have no guts to do this, because I know exactly what you want, so don't do such useless things in the future, otherwise I will really kill you." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Nangong Falcon took a deep breath and said, "In this case, we have reached a consensus. From now on I will let my people take good care of Han Nian, and you, do your best to help me get the position of Patriarch, as long as I become Patriarch of the Nangong Family. , I let Han Nian go, how about?"

Han Sanqian shook his head and said, "From today, when I want to watch Han Nian, I should watch it whenever I want. You'd better inform your subordinates and answer my video calls at any time."

"Han Sanqian, don't go too far." Nangong Falcon said.

"Don't you want the position of Patriarch?" Han Sanqian asked lightly.

Nangong Falcon regrets that his intestines are all green. He now fully understands what it means to lose his wife and break the army. The decision to hurt Han Nian not only did not get the slightest benefit, but it gave Han Sanqian the capital to threaten him.

He knew the source of this threat, but he could not ignore the position of Patriarch.

"Okay, I promise you." Nangong Falcon said.

"Hurry up and notify him, I want to see the whole process of Han Nian going to the hospital." After speaking, Han Sanqian turned and left.

After returning to the room, Han Sanqian dialed the video call, and the other party answered without any suspense, but the man did not speak, and his previous triumphant tone was probably turned into unwillingness.

Han Sanqian looked at Han Nian in the video, the little guy sobbed very quietly, but this was the only way she could express her pain.

With tears flickering in Han Sanqian's eyes, he hung up the phone after seeing the whole process of Han Nian's medical treatment and nothing happened.

In another room of the castle.

Zhuang Tang's face was heavy, and he was silent for a long time without speaking. Gong Tian stood there tremblingly. It was a shame to lose to Han Sanqian, and he could not explain to Zhuang Tang. He was very worried that Zhuang Tang would hold him accountable.

"Master, I'm sorry, I took it lightly." Gong Tian said to Zhuang Tang with his head buried.

Zhuang Tang took a deep breath. His solemnity was not to be angry with Gong Tian, ​​but to Han Sanqian's strength. It was no longer his status that could determine Han Sanqian's fate.

In front of a great family like the Nangong family, Zhuang Tang, as a person of the apocalypse, has the supreme identity.

However, within Tianqi, Zhuang Tang is just a marginal person, otherwise he would not be able to do this kind of errands.

Zhuang Tang has never clearly understood how powerful this organization is above the secular, but he understands one thing very well. With his status, he cannot decide how to deal with Han Sanqian.

But if he informs someone of higher status about this matter, he won't even want to get the slightest benefit from Nangong's house. This is a great loss for him.

hide?

After this idea was born in Zhuang Tang's mind, he started to be afraid before he did it, because once the incident was revealed, there was only one fate for him, and that was death!

"Gong Tian, ​​money and fate, what is more important?" Zhuang Tang asked Gong Tian.

Gong Tian frowned, not understanding what Zhuang Tang's question meant.

But if he is allowed to choose, it must be fate, and no matter how much money is spent, it will be useless.

"Master, of course fate is more important. If fate is gone, no amount of money will be spent." Gong Tian said.

"You can get 100% of the money, but you only have a 50% chance of losing your life. How would you choose?" Zhuang Tang continued to ask.

"It's still to choose fate. It's torture to live tremblingly," Gong Tian said.

Zhuang Tang nodded and said: "In fact, many people in the apocalypse can't help but like money. Those people are clamoring that secular disputes are a naive game, but who doesn't want to enjoy glory? No one likes it. In my daily life, as a liaison between Tianqi and the world, I am more qualified than others to enjoy the good life brought about by money, but unfortunately I have more constraints."

Gong Tian heard it in the mist, he didn't know what Zhuang Tang was sighing, and he didn't know that Zhuang Tang's inner entanglement was because of money.

"Master, what does the real Apocalypse really look like?" Gong Tian asked curiously. As Zhuang Tang's apprentice, Gong Tian only lived on the periphery of Apocalypse. All he knew was that the Apocalypse was isolated from the world. But Gong Tian has never seen what kind of real body it is.

"It is impossible for you to know what the real apocalypse is in your entire life, because I don't know, but he, maybe soon will be higher than ours in the apocalypse." Zhuang Tang sighed.