Upon hearing this, Iverson's face looked even worse than taking a stool.

These idiots who are not good at succeeding and failing.

"You go to the cell to bring the person out and inform everyone to gather in the hall."

"yes."

When Iverson arrived at the hall, his eyes became even more gloomy when he saw the crowd of people.

He looked up at the man in the lead, with his signature purple eyes, and the identity of the man was self-evident.

"Quan Jingwu!"

"Iverson, when did you like hiding in a hole like a mouse?" Quan Yimo looked at Iverson coldly and said sarcastically.

"Quan Yimo, Ebul, you two are persistent enough. Is it fun to chase most of my earth?" Iverson looked away and looked at Quan Yimo and the others.

"I'm a little bored to play the game of cat and mouse, so let's end today." Quan Yimo said in a cold voice.

"Iverson, save me." Fortunately, Bai Jue had read the information given by Jian Qing before, and now he pretended to be Matt, and he was also very similar.

"Shut up," Iverson shouted impatiently.

They are all a group of idiots, and they ask him to clean up the mess for them every time.

Iverson knew that the one who had the most say here was Quan Jingwu. As long as he was restrained, others would not be afraid.

"Quan Jingwu, Jian Qing is in my hands. If you want your woman to be good, you have to listen to me."

Quan Jingwu's eyes were filled with chills, and with just one glance, the ice was three feet long, "Iverson, hand over the person."

"Ha!" Iverson looked contemptuous, "Quan Jingwu, have you not seen the situation yet? It's your woman in your hands now, what capital do you have to order me?"

"Iverson, how about we make a deal? We let Matt go, you let us go." Eble said.

Bai Jue echoed at the right time, "Iverson, promise him and save me."

"Hahaha!"

Iverson glanced at them and then burst into laughter.

He lowered his voice and a ruthless look flashed across his eyes, "Do you think I am stupid? Those two people are the best aces in my hands. Why do I want to make this deal with you, let alone--"

Halfway through his words, he paused and his eyes swept toward "Matt".

"You can only say that this idiot is worthless anymore, and you will naturally have to give up the useless chess pieces."

Bai Jue's eyes trembled, this man was really cold-blooded.

His face changed slightly, and he showed an angry and unwilling expression, "Iverson, how could you treat me like this? How many things have I done for you over the years? You are so ruthless and unrighteous to me, I will not let you go."

Iverson sneered, turned to look at Quan Jingwu and said, "Qiuan Jingwu, let all your people be withdrawn, immediately, otherwise it will be difficult for me to guarantee that your woman will be unscathed."

"Yeah?"

The cold sound was filled with disdain, and it came from the darkness with footsteps.

"Iverson, you can't guarantee that I'm unscathed, but I can guarantee that you're bruised and bruised later."

When everyone heard the familiar voice, their eyes lit up, and their solemn faces breathed a sigh of relief.

Iverson looked in the voice, and two figures walked out at the dim corner.

When his eyes touched the beautiful face, Iverson's face turned pale, "How did you come out?"

"Ha!" Jian Qingqi Ru Miye's eyes were frosted with frost, and there was a playful curve on the corners of his mouth. "It's thanks to Bian, otherwise we wouldn't have escaped so easily."

After the words came, Iverson's murderous aura surged all over his body.

He knew that this guy Bian would be bad.

Both of them pulled him back, and if he had known that he would have killed them.

Jian Qing walked to Quan Jingwu, looked up and met his deep purple eyes, and his eyebrows were bent, "Is this considered me winning?"

When distributing relief supplies, Jian Qing found that something was wrong with the man in the warehouse where they were allowed to enter. She guessed that Iverson could not wait to take action, and the target of the attack was her, so she simply used the trick and sent a message to Quan Jingwu before entering the warehouse to prevent him from worrying.

Quan Jingwu raised his hand and rubbed her head, smiling helplessly and doting, "Yes!"

Although she sent him a message, he was still worried about her, for fear that she would suffer a little harm.

The two of them had a big and small voice, enough for everyone to hear it clearly. Iverson was not stupid at all, and there was nothing I didn't understand when he heard this. He set up a plan to take Jian Qing away, but he didn't expect that she would completely expose his stronghold.

He thought he was a chess player, but he didn't expect that now he became someone else's pawn. Jian Qing is a woman who really hates her and wants to steal her.

Quan Jingwu reached out to Jian Qing, his eyes shot towards Iverson like ice, his thin lips opened, "Take it."

Before he finished speaking, Quan Yimo and others fought with people from Iverson's side.

"Bang bang bang--"

Gunshots rang one after another, and Iverson's men were already in a weak position. Just the number of people, the group of people was an overwhelming victory.

Seeing this, Iverson was not in a fight at all, and turned around and wanted to escape.

"Want to escape?" A cold voice came from behind, like a magic sound coming from ancient times, exploded in Iverson's ears.

A sense of coldness climbed up to his back, and Iverson dodged to the side, and the bullet brushed his arm and embedded it into the wall.

"Bang--"

Iverson's eyes were filled with gloom. He raised his gun and aimed at Quan Jingwu for a flash of fire, but every bullet failed to make his face look even more ugly.

Damn, no bullets.

Iverson threw down his gun and wiped a dagger out from his waist.

"Oh!"

A sarcastic sneer sounded, and a slender big hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

Iverson's pupils shrank, looking at his handsome face that was close to him, facing the pair of ice-hardened purple eyes, a feeling of oppression surged deep in his heart.

He is not having a good time, and he, Quan Jingwu, can't even think about it.

As soon as the dagger was swung in his hand, Iverson felt that the bones on his shoulders were torn apart, and the pain was so painful.

"Um--"

He snorted in pain and waved the dagger to Quan Jingwu's abdomen.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the sharp blade that was shining with cold light, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his red lips. "Overbial power!"

He raised his knees and kicked his wrists in military boots. Iverson groaned and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Quan Jingwu grabbed his collar, picked him up, and smashed him into the bumpy concrete floor. The heavy and dull sound attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing Iverson, who was cleaned up by Quan Jingwu, smiles rose on everyone's faces.

When encountering King Jing, he will lose his skin even if he does not die.

Iverson hit the ground face down, shaking a wave of dust.
Chapter completed!