"Misunderstand?"

Ji Fan came to Paul step by step. Every time, Paul felt that the pressure was doubled.

When Ji Fan came to Paul, Paul had almost collapsed.

"I……"

Paul was just talking, Ji Fan suddenly stepped on.

Click!

Paul's right leg bone, a crispy break was coming immediately.

At the same time, Paul screamed a scream.

Ji Fan didn't stop there. He followed, stepped on, and stepped on Paul's left leg.

At this time, Paul's painful facial features were distorted and rolled on the ground.

"No no, Mr. Ji, I was wrong, please, let me spare me."

Paul begged for mercy, there was no arrogance that was just here.

Seeing this, the Qiao family behind him was stunned.

If you have seen it with your own eyes, who can think of the people of the Holy Angel Church who are going to the country and the entire Western magic world, there will be such a miserable side.

Especially Qiao Shouxin, he originally hated Ji Fan Huai and believed that it was Ji Fan's appearance, which caused him not to become the owner of the Qiao family. He also intends to use the Saint -angel church to get rid of Ji Fan, but he did not expect that the Holy Angel church was in Ji.

In front of Fan, so weak.

At this moment, Qiao Shouxin has scolded the 18th generation of the Angel Church.

After abolishing Paul's legs, Ji Fan did not continue torture. For such people, as long as he gave him enough fear.

What's more, how does Ji Fanzheng worry about the elixir? This cooked duck is sent to her mouth. How can Ji Fan let it go?

He stepped on Paul's head, lowered his head, looked at Paul coldly, and said:

"Now, I ask you to answer, say something wrong, I promise, send you to see your dear Saint Angel."

Hearing this, Paul begged for mercy.

"No, no, I must answer honestly."

"What position are you in the Holy Angel Church?"

"I am the vice chairman of the Basheng Branch."

"So the best, now, if you want to live, use the elixir to change it."

"Spiritual medicine?"

Paul's face was stiff.

"How? Don't tell me you don't?"

In Ji Fan's eyes, a cold light flashed in an instant.

"No, no, I have, I have."

Paul shook his head again and again.

"That's good, let your people get it now, remember, it takes more than 10,000 years."

"this……"

Paul heard the words, dumbfounded.

"Mr. Ji, the elixir of more than 10,000 years, all of which are in the president. I have no right to get it."

"This is your business. I only give you an hour and I can't see the elixir, then see your Saint Angel go."

Hearing this, Paul's face became extremely ugly. In his eyes, a decision flashed.

"Mr. Ji, I let people take it, you release your feet first."

Ji Fan heard the words and moved away.

Paul climbed up embarrassed, called a man, and murmured in his ears.

Later, the men hurried out.

Ji Fan said to Qiao Shan:

"Find a place to close him."

Qiao Shan, who was in a daze, quickly said:

"well……"

Later, Ji Fan checked Qiao Shan and others, and everyone sat in the living room to drink tea.

In less than an hour, the Paul's hand just ran out, with a metal suitcase, ran back.

Ji Fan asked Qiao Shan to bring Paul over.

Paul grabbed the suitcase and handed it to Ji Fan's in front of Ji Fan.

"Mr. Ji, this is all the 10,000 years of elixir I have collected in recent years, here are here."

"Open."

Ji Fan said lightly.

Paul quickly opened the box. There were three jade boxes inside, and each jade box was sealed.
Chapter completed!