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Chapter 1144 What Are You?

Chapter 1144 What Are You?

"Song'er!"

The woman on the side also exclaimed in the same way, and then the barbed whip wrapped around her neck.

"mother!!!"

Seeing the woman's miserable state, the young woman screamed and threw herself down beside the woman. She looked at the woman whose neck was bleeding with tears, and then turned to kneel at King Naya's feet.

"Your Highness! I beg Your Highness to spare my family! I, I am willing to be His Highness's concubine, please Your Highness to spare them!"

"You?" King Naya looked down at the woman who had been covered by blood and dust at his feet, and sneered disdainfully, "It's just a broken flower, how dare you say such a thing!"

"Come on!"

Hearing King Naya's words, the middle-aged man standing behind him let out a long sigh of relief, and then summoned a few servants from the mansion, pointed at the young woman and ordered, "Drag this slave down and lock him up!"

"As ordered."

Hearing the middle-aged man's order, several servants hurried forward, trying to take the young woman away.

"Please Your Highness! Please spare my family!!!"

The young woman suddenly burst out with astonishing strength, and she hugged King Naya's calf tightly, crying hoarsely.

"Presumptuous! How dare you touch His Highness's body!" The middle-aged man turned pale when he saw this, "Hurry up and chop off her hand!"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Qiao couldn't help being a little surprised for a moment. After all, when he saw such a situation before, people would usually pull people away quickly. This was the first time he heard the words that people's hands should be cut off directly.

However, Chen Qiao carefully looked at the expressions of the servants in the courtyard, and saw that they didn't show any abnormal expressions to what the middle-aged man said.

"It seems that they often do such things..." Chen Qiao rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.

As soon as the voice of the middle-aged man in the courtyard fell, the servants immediately pulled out the scimitars hanging from their waists, and slashed at the young woman's shoulders without blinking.

Knowing that if he didn't make a move, this woman would have no choice but to die. Chen Qiao picked up a piece of tile from the roof, crushed it, picked up two pieces, and bounced it directly to the servant who was closest to the young woman. .

"Ahhhh!!!"

After screaming, blood flowed profusely from the servant's wrist.

All the people in the courtyard were frightened by the sudden change. King Naya looked around nervously, and the whip in his hand swayed from side to side because of his movements.

Immediately, more and more blood flowed from the woman's neck, and the man kneeling beside her knelt on his face and crawled over, trying to rescue his wife from the whip.

"Hurry up and do it!"

The middle-aged man was the one who came back to his senses the fastest, and he yelled at another servant holding a machete.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Just when the servant was about to act according to the order, his wrist was instantly pierced by a tile fragment.

The two servants fell down clutching their bloody wrists. The middle-aged man looked around with a very ugly expression, but he didn't see any suspicious person.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! I beg Your Highness to let my mother go!"

But the young woman ignored these changes and kept pleading with King Naya.

"Let her go?!"

As if enraged by what happened just now, King Naya looked at the young woman with a ferocious expression.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you all!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

King Naya had just finished his sentence, and then he let out another scream. Following the scream, he finally let go of the whip he was holding tightly in his hand.

Seeing this, the man immediately untied the whip wrapped around his wife's neck. Fortunately, the woman was not in any danger of her life.

"Someone! Somebody!"

After screaming, King Naya yelled angrily.

"Catch the assassin! Catch this bastard!"

When the middle-aged man saw that King Naya was injured, his originally sinister expression suddenly became tense, "Come here! Call the doctor right away! Quick!"

Hearing this, a servant immediately turned around and ran out of the yard.

"Who the hell is he! How dare you act so recklessly!" King Naya looked around angrily while clutching his wrist, but as far as he could see, everyone was already at the moment he was injured Already knelt down on the ground in fear.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, don't get angry," the middle-aged man cautiously persuaded, "The more angry you are, the faster your blood will flow. Please calm down your anger temporarily."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, King Naya closed his eyes one after another, took a deep breath and finally regained his composure.

"Go and search! Go and catch this bastard! I must tear him into pieces!" King Naya's voice became extremely cold.

"Yes!"

After a reply, more than a dozen guards and servants who were kneeling in the yard got up and ran out.

"Hurry up and drag these slaves down to me and execute them!"

After being injured, King Naya was in a worse mood, and he was in no mood to continue interrogating these people.

"Who is going to be executed?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind King Naya. He froze first, and then slowly turned to look in the direction of the voice.

Although this voice was not very high, but it was extremely clear, it also fell on the ears of other people in the courtyard. Where have I heard the same.

The man boldly looked up, but he saw a man standing on the back of the chair where King Naya was sitting, who looked like a god to him at this moment.

"General Chen!!!"

The man let out an exclamation, and looked excitedly at Chen Qiao, who was full of murderous aura in the night.

"Chen Qiao?!"

King Naya naturally also heard the man's exclamation, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he scrambled away from the dangerous chair.

The sound of the chair shattering echoed. A chair that was intact just now has become torn apart. Standing among the pile of fragments, Chen Qiao folded his arms, looking more relaxed than anyone else in the courtyard. .

At this moment, all the people in the yard forgot to breathe for a moment. The four members of the family kneeling in the yard were already heartbroken, but when they saw Chen Qiao, they burst out their desire for life again. .

King Naya fell to the ground, and it took a while before he was supported to stand up. Chen Qiao folded his arms and looked at the pale and frail man in front of him.

"It looks like it has no power to restrain a chicken, but who knows it is so vicious."

Chen Qiao's voice was very gentle, but to the ears of the Western Romans present, it was like a cold knife passing over their heads, making them all terrified.

"I heard that King Naya has been very busy these days. Tell me, what are you busy with? What exactly does your blind brother want you to do?"

Chen Qiao looked around, dragged a chair over again, and sat down safely before asking a question.

"What does it have to do with you?" King Naya asked through gritted teeth.

Chen Qiao raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Why have nothing to do with me? Don't you all want to deal with me?"

Hearing this, King Naya's expression froze, and after a while he managed to sneer, "To deal with you? What are you? Is it worth me to deal with you?"

Chen Qiao looked at the stern King Naya with a half-smile, "Are you really unwilling to tell the truth quickly?"

(End of this chapter)