I am Han Sanqian

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Han Sanqian Su Yingxia!Seeing that Mo Yang wasn't afraid of himself at all, Han Sanqian couldn't help feeling his forehead with a headache.

He and Mo Yang had long been considered brothers, and this guy was not afraid of him, it seemed to be a matter of course.

And once Han Sanqian had indeed agreed to Mo Yang, letting Dao Twelve take his place, and then he could wash his hands in the golden basin and spend his ordinary little life with Liu Fang.

These three years should have been a lot of suffering for Mo Yang.

"Don't get excited, I didn't expect to be away for three years." Han Sanqian said.

"Say." Mo Yang grabbed Han Sanqian's shoulders and said, "What have you done in the past three years?"

"I killed a killer organization, and it is the world's top, do you believe it?" Han Sanqian said. Although the Black Sheep Organization does not have a true sense of destroying the group, but without the gold medal killer, the Black Sheep Organization is like a one. It's not too much to say that the tiger without its fangs is extinct.

Mo Yang's eyelids jumped, he knew that Han Sanqian would not lie to himself.

But the world's top assassin organization would be wiped out, which still made Mo Yang a little unbelievable.

"What deep hatred?" Mo Yang asked curiously.

"Like you, if you don't put me in your eyes, I have to play with them, but they should know that they regret it now. On Huangquan Road, I guess they are beating their chests." Han Sanqian said.

Mo Yang's body was obviously stiffer, and Han Sanqian's words were innuendo, as if to warn him about his fate.

"This...I can be the same as those guys, we are brothers." Mo Yang smiled very reluctantly and said to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly, Mo Yang, when he should be counseled, was not at all ambiguous.

"Of course it's not the same. If I changed to those people and dared to take my shoulders, I would have died." Han Sanqian said.

Mo Yang released Han Sanqian for the first time. Although he was aggressive when he came, he has completely lost his arrogance. After all, the person standing in front of him is a guy who just killed the world's top killer organization.

"By the way, when are you going to deal with my matter? Liu Fang is still waiting for me to marry her. If I don't get rid of my current identity, she won't agree." Mo Yang said with a distressed expression. I tried my best to persuade Liu Fang, but Liu Fang didn't get in, so he didn't listen to his excuses at all. Only Moyang Jinpen's hand-washing can change a demand.

"Are you waiting, or is she waiting?" Han Sanqian asked with a smile.

Mo Yang was not afraid of embarrassment, and said, "I am me. Don't you know, I can hold hands with her. In the past three years, I have almost been suffocated. Without a bridal chamber, my energy has nowhere. Release."

Mo Yang used to be a nightclub motor, and he couldn't stand it without a woman to accompany him all night. For him, the past three years was really hard.

Han Sanqian is still quite looking forward to the marriage of these two people. This is by far the most important thing in Mo Yang's life.

It is also a beautiful thing to watch your brother get married.

"Tomorrow, you just hand over everything to Dao Twelve." Han Sanqian said.

"You think this is a business, you can get it with one bite at a price. He is a new face. How many people are dissatisfied with the upper ranks. If these people are not resolved, how can his position be stable?" Mo Yang looked disgusted. Looking at Han Sanqian, he seemed to be complaining about Han Sanqian's incompetence.

With regard to these things on the Dao, Han Sanqian was very clear that the things Mo Yang was worried about did exist, but in the face of the strength of the Dao Twelve, these problems were not a problem.

Those who are dissatisfied, those who are beaten up, and those who make trouble, directly let others evaporate. This is a way to know the way.

"Do you know what his identity is?" Han Sanqian asked Mo Yang.

Mo Yang looked at Dao Twelve. He had contact with Dao Twelve three years ago, but Mo Yang still didn't know the true identity of Dao Twelve.

"Does it matter?" Mo Yang questioned.

"Of course it does matter. Your worries are not a problem at all in front of his ability." Han Sanqian smiled.

Mo Yang had long known that the Twelve Swords were uncommon, and when he first met, he felt a hostile aura on Twelve Swords, and this kind of aura was not someone who licked the blood of the sword, it was impossible.

"Tell me, what's his identity, frighten me," Mo Yang said.

"Killer, top killer." Han Sanqian whispered in Mo Yang's ear.

After Mo Yang heard this, his eyelids jumped. Although he is the boss in the gray area of ​​Yuncheng, he almost always plays with profit-related methods. Although there are some dark side things, it is still worse than the killer professional. A lot.

"It seems that my worry is indeed superfluous." Mo Yang smiled bitterly. With such an identity, it is not a trivial matter for him to win the gray area of ​​Yuncheng. Whoever refuses to accept it will bury it in the soil, one by one. , Bury a few more, who dares to have an opinion on him?