"Your Highness...I..."

"Three seconds." The prince looked ahead and didn't even look at the man under his feet.

The headwind has been in the royal family for a long time, and he is a reliable person in the clan.

Later, the Vietnamese ghost old man captured his family's weakness and forced him to betray the royal family.

He dropped a batch of goods from the royal family and gave them to Gui Lao. In fact, the value of these goods is like a fly's legs in the eyes of the prince, and is not valuable.

However, rules must be established. No traitors are allowed to appear in the past, nor in the current royal family.

"Your Highness, I say all that the address of Gui Lao in Vietnam is fake. In fact, he has a village house in his hometown in the countryside. It looks inconspicuous, but the decoration is very luxurious. There are three wives and children living there. In China, his home is an inn called Wutong Tree in S City, Y Province. The boss's wife is his lover."

Neifeng said the address of the ghost old man hiding in one breath, and then felt relieved...

"What should I do with Your Highness...?" Xing Tang's man asked in a low voice.

"Give him some pleasure."

Leaving this sentence, the prince left with the bodyguards, just as the prince stepped out of Xingtang's door.

There was a muffled gunshot from the back of his feet, and he fell to the ground against the wind...

The so-called gangsters are always standing in prison and one foot in the coffin, and there is never the word "peace".

"Your Highness, where are the family members of the wind? Do you want to be together...Crack." Xiao Wu felt that there would be endless troubles if he didn't eliminate the roots.

Everyone means that the family members who are facing the wind will be cracked together.

The prince couldn't tell anything about it, and after listening to Xiao Wu's words, he was expressionless.

It was the best way to deal with it together.

But at that moment, a petite figure in the game flashed through my mind.

In an instant, I felt compassion.

"Send it abroad."

"Your Highness... you should protect his family when you face the wind?" Xiao Wu was a little angry.

The royal family will be punished with the traitors, and it will not be that easy even if they want to die.

But His Highness had just given mercy to the traitor, Nefeng, a pleasure.

Now we have to send his family abroad to avoid being chased by Vietnamese ghosts.

"Do as I told you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The prince's words are imperial edicts in the royal family. No matter whether they are right or wrong, no one dares to interfere, no one dares to ask or question.

Those elders in the clan want to control the affairs of the young master and the clan, such things will never be born in the royal family.

After the former patriarch passed away, he wanted to quell the civil strife.

The prince, who was only 7 years old, killed seven self-reported elders and dozens of branch owners who led the trouble in the Twelve Halls of Blood Blades.

He was never afraid of blood in his hands, he wanted to tell those people.

The past has passed, and the present is my world—

After leaving the royal family, the prince got on a black Hummer.

"Your Highness, where are you going now?" Xiaoqi asked in a low voice.

"Practice boxing." Two words coldly threw out.

The prince's Hummer was in front, followed by two black Mercedes-Benz Gs, with extraordinary momentum.

As we all know, Your Highness will practice boxing only when he is in a bad mood, and he must have a supplementary practice.

Almost all of the seven bodyguards have trained together, and they also know that His Highness is really terrifying.

So when you get to the place, your highness goes to change your clothes.

Seven bodyguards surrounded the door with a serious expression.

"Today, who will accompany Your Highness to practice boxing?" Xiaoqi asked everyone...

Everyone didn't say anything. To be honest, no one wanted to go, and they were afraid of being abused.

I heard that the waiter who was practicing boxing last time spent three days getting out of bed.

"Brother, how about? How many stones, scissors and cloths are we? Who will lose and who will train?" Xiao Liu suggested.
Chapter completed!