High-priced giants: billionaire president's daughter

Before the car came to a complete stop, Nan Fengxiao got out of the car with a gloomy face, his tall and straight body was still the focus in the night.

Nan Fengxiao walked directly to the other side's car, pulled the door a few times, but didn't open it.

Nan Fengxiao took a few steps back, with his straight and slender legs, he was already greeting the opponent's luxury sports car.

After kicking a few times, Nan Fengxiao didn't stop until the car door deformed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, the whole body was emitting cold air, and the surrounding air had already frozen.

Soon, a man got out of the car, at least [-] in height, comparable to Nan Fengxiao.

Before Lei Ting could clearly see the man's appearance, he saw that the man had already wrestled with Nan Fengxiao.

He raised the gun, then put it down silently.Because that man had already been kicked to the ground by Brother Nan, and he was clutching his chest, looking very painful.

Nan Fengxiao stepped forward, not intending to let him go.

Stimulated by the strong lights of the two sports cars, Nan Fengxiao looked even colder.Lei Ting looked at it, and felt that Brother Nan didn't look like a businessman at this time, but like a big brother who covered the sky with his hands.

"Stop, stop!" The man raised his hand, admitting defeat.

Nan Fengxiao glared at him, then stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

The man took advantage of his strength to jump up, and his skills were not bad, but when he met Nan Fengxiao, he could only be regarded as not bad.

It was only when Lei Ting approached that he could see clearly.

The man has black hair, exquisite facial features, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes that charm all beings.He also wore a red gemstone earring on his left ear, which kept shining under the light.

He is a foreign man, to put it bluntly, an Englishman, his blue eyes are the best sign.

Nan Fengxiao clapped his hands, put on the coat brought by Lei Ting, his movements were full of domineering.

"Looking for death!" Nan Fengxiao sneered and wanted to leave.

"Ah—" The man patted the dirt on his body in disgust, and looked at Nan Fengxiao's back with displeasure.

"Xiao, I'm just trying to see if your skills have regressed, won't you be so tasteless?" The man spoke British English very fluently, mixed with unproficient Chinese.

"Look at how many scars you have on your thighs, and then ask me if my skills have regressed." Nan Fengxiao said arrogantly.

After the man heard this, he staggered and almost fell down. When he touched his thigh, it was really painful.

"Damn, can't you be gentle? I've been with you for two years, and I still don't have any feelings for you?"

Nan Fengxiao frowned, these words sounded so uncomfortable.

"Get out!" Nan Fengxiao threw out two words without any room for maneuver.

The man dragged his half-limped legs, and his eyes didn't know how many times he had killed Nan Fengxiao.

Damn, he really doesn't miss old love?

"Oh, Xiao, do you still want your gun?"

Nan Fengxiao tightened his windbreaker, coughed lightly, "Follow!"

The man slapped the air hard. He delivered the goods all the way from the UK anyway, so couldn't his attitude be better?

Lei Ting opened the door for Nan Fengxiao, consciously waiting outside with the driver.

The British man shook his sore arm angrily, and loaded the car in front of him with contempt in his eyes.

Reluctantly, he turned his head and glanced at his beloved car, the car that hit Nan Fengxiao was not damaged, but Nan Fengxiao kicked the car door and deformed it.

He just proposed it from the manufacturer, and it hasn't been sold on the market yet. There are only two cars in the world, and the one in front of him is one.