After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 362 Uninvited Guest: Bei Ming Feng

Ming Nanjin heard the breathing outside and held the dagger tightly in his hand. The dagger seemed to be integrated with him in his hand, exuding a cold aura. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at the door, and all the muscles in his body were tense, entering a state of high alert.

Jiang Shiyu stood in the living room, looking at Ming Nanjin standing behind the door, his body tensed up. Jiang Shiyu unconsciously clenched his fists, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, his eyes followed Ming Nanjin's movements, and his heartbeat was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Jiang Shiwen also prepared the knife in his hand. The knife flashed with cold light in his hand, and his eyes were firm and resolute. If something really happened, he would rush to help Ming Nanjin at the first time. Jiang Shiwen's breathing became rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed to accumulate strength for the upcoming battle.

Yan Zeyu, a guy with poor fighting ability, could only squat behind the sofa. His body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the door, full of fear and tension. At this time, the best way for him to help Jiang Shiwen and Jiang Shiyu was to not cause trouble. Yan Zeyu's heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He tried hard to control his fear and keep himself quiet.

Ming Nanjin glanced at the three people behind him, and after making sure that they were all ready, he placed his hand on the door handle. His fingers exerted a little force, and his joints turned white due to tension.

The moment the door opened, Ming Nanjin rushed out at an extremely fast speed, his figure was as swift as lightning. Before the person outside the door could react to what happened, he was subdued by Ming Nanjin alone. Ming Nanjin's movements were clean and neat, and he twisted the other person's arm behind his back in an instant, making him unable to move.

"Ming Nanjin, Ming Nanjin, wait a moment!" A terrified voice came from the person in Ming Nanjin's hand, and the voice was trembling and begging for mercy.

When Ming Nanjin heard this familiar voice, he frowned, and a wave of doubt and anger surged in his heart. "Bei Mingfeng? What are you doing here?" Ming Nanjin's hand still did not let go of Bei Mingfeng, and the dagger in his hand was tightly pressed against Bei Mingfeng's neck. The sharp edge of the dagger had already cut a fine blood mark on Bei Mingfeng's neck. Bei Mingfeng only felt a pain in his neck. Now he did not dare to move, because he knew that the current Ming Nanjin was completely different from the original Ming Nanjin.

Jiang Shiwen, Jiang Shiyu, and Yan Zeyu heard that Bei Mingfeng was coming and rushed over immediately. Their footsteps echoed in the room, full of urgency and tension.

The fastest runner was Yan Zeyu, who stood up from behind the sofa, supported himself with one hand and jumped over from behind the sofa. His movements were agile and impulsive, and his face was full of anger.

"You bastard Bei Mingfeng, what the hell are you doing here? I'm going to beat you to death!" Yan Zeyu wanted to rush up and slap Bei Mingfeng. His eyes were wide open as if they were going to spit fire.

Fortunately, Jiang Shiwen stopped Yan Zeyu. "If you slap someone like him, he might just fall to the ground and blackmail you for money. It's better to stay away from him." Jiang Shiwen said coldly while looking at Bei Mingfeng who was controlled by Ming Nanjin at the door. His voice was steady and rational, and he held Yan Zeyu's hand with strength.

When Yan Zeyu heard this, it seemed to be true. If he was really blackmailed, he would be at a huge loss. His rationality returned a little, and he stopped his impulsive steps.

"Hmph, you're lucky, Bei Mingfeng. If he really does something excessive, it won't be too late to slap him then." Yan Zeyu said viciously, his eyes still fixed on Bei Mingfeng.

At this time, Bei Mingfeng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

"Ming Nanjin, I... I have something important to tell you." Bei Mingfeng's voice trembled as he tried to explain why he came.

When Yan Zeyu heard Bei Mingfeng say that he had something to discuss with them, he laughed so hard that he almost choked. The laughter echoed in the room, full of ridicule and disdain.

His body was shaking with laughter, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. Nothing good would happen if this guy came after them.

"What can you tell us? You are just a dog beside Bei Ming Mo. Why bother to come to us? Why don't you continue to eat shit beside Bei Ming Mo? We are not as disgusting as Bei Ming Mo. Go away. Dogs are not welcome here. We only talk to people."

Yan Zeyu really didn't give Bei Mingfeng any face when he spoke. His voice was high-pitched and sharp, and every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing straight at Bei Mingfeng.

His eyes were full of disgust and contempt, as if Bei Ming Feng was the dirtiest and most disgusting being in the world.

Yan Zeyu folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned forward slightly, stared at Bei Mingfeng in an extremely oppressive posture, and continued: "Do you think we will believe you? You are a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy. You usually follow Bei Mingmo to do evil things. Now you have the nerve to come to us and pretend to be a good person? It's really ridiculous!"

His words came like a string of cannonballs, not giving Bei Mingfeng any chance to refute.

Bei Mingfeng's face turned pale when he heard this, and his pale face looked particularly haggard under the light. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Yan Zeyu's momentum.

But he really couldn't say a word, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and all his excuses were blocked in his throat. He now knew that only Ming Nanjin and the others could help him do what he wanted.

"I came here to tell you about Bei Ming Mo. Don't you want to know about Bei Ming Mo? I will tell you everything I know."

Bei Mingfeng suppressed the anger and humiliation in his heart and tried to keep his voice steady. His eyes revealed a hint of eagerness and desire, hoping that Ming Nanjin and the others would believe him.

However, his hopes were instantly shattered by Jiang Shiyu's words.

"Are you here to be a spy or do you want us to help you with something? Yan Zeyu just said that we only communicate with humans. Dogs can just go to the telephone poles on the side of the road and pee. Don't come to us to poop or fart. Sorry, we have things to do."

Jiang Shiyu said this as he pushed Bei Mingfeng out. His movement was ruthless and full of power.

Jiang Shiyu's face was filled with indifference and disgust. His gaze pierced Bei Mingfeng like a sharp sword and said, "Do you think we will easily believe your lies? Bei Mingmo's running dog, don't waste our time here!"

His voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air around him.

Bei Mingfeng was pushed by this sudden move, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground. He showed an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he had not expected to be treated so decisively.

Jiang Shiyu also took Ming Nanjin back to prevent Ming Nanjin from having too much contact with Bei Mingfeng. He held Ming Nanjin's arm tightly and said, "Don't get entangled with this kind of person. It's not worth it."

Ming Nanjin had been staring at Bei Mingfeng's every move from behind. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he did not miss any of Bei Mingfeng's slightest movements.

If Bei Mingfeng dared to move, he would definitely die here today.

Ming Nanjin's face was gloomy, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists, and his joints turned white due to the force. If Jiang Shiyu hadn't acted in time, he might have really attacked Bei Mingfeng.