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Chapter 732: Counterattack

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    0732 Counterattack

    The towel tightened around Hanal's neck. Poor Hanal, his face, which was as big as a millstone, immediately turned red. His bulging eyeballs and bulging veins seemed to be about to explode.  Similar!

    Isabella was frightened. She screamed, staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Liao Yang held her chair in time.

    "God, what are you doing!"

    She panicked.

    ¡°We are dealing with some internal issues, so don¡¯t panic, ma¡¯am.¡±

    Paul¡¯s face looked as if he was just disposing of a piece of garbage.  Over there, Hanal's head was so strangled that his eyes seemed to pop out, which was very frightening.  But he continued to lower his head to taste the food, cut off a tender and juicy piece of lamb leg, and put it into his mouth.

    ¡°Liao, help him quickly!¡±

    Isabella pulled Liao Yang and asked him for help, but Liao Yang was indifferent.

    "Feel sorry."

    He refused coldly.

    "Why, he is going to die!"

    Hanal stretched out his hands, grabbed the maid's arm, and struggled desperately, reminding Isabella of the pigs that were about to be slaughtered!

    The maid stepped on the table with her legs, increasing her strength and speeding up his death.

    "That's none of our business, ma'am."

    Liao Yang¡¯s answer is very simple.

    "I order you to save him!"

    "I can't do it, ma'am."

    Isabella wanted to stand up, but Liao Yang stretched out his hands and pushed her back to the chair.

    "No¡­¡­"

    Seeing Hanal stick out his tongue, Isabella was in great pain and couldn't help covering her face and crying.  And Hanal couldn't hold on for long. He breathed out his last breath. When the maid let go of the towel, his face hit the plate in front of him hard, bumped the wine glass, and spilled the red wine inside.  The tablecloth was stained red.

    "Damn it!"

    Paul couldn¡¯t help but cursed, ¡°You still soiled my table!¡±

    "Sorry, sir!"

    The maid was so ashamed that she knelt down and apologized to Paul.

    "Be careful next time, I hate waste."

    When Paul was speaking, Bit had already snapped his fingers. Several maids came forward and took Hanal¡¯s body away. At the same time, they quickly replaced the tablecloth with a new one and decorated the table with a completely new look.

    Isabella sat there blankly, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

    "What have you done, my God you devil!"

    ¡°It¡¯s just some business.¡±

    Paul looked indifferent, "I have been a reporter for several years, haven't I seen dead people?"

    "But you are committing murder!"

    Isabella questioned Paul, her fingers were trembling slightly and her voice could not remain steady, "I want to expose your facelet the whole world know your evil deeds!"

    ¡°Here, it¡¯s not called murder.¡±

    Paul said slowly, "I am the law here."

    "you¡­¡­"

    Isabella wanted to say something else, but Liao Yang gently patted her shoulder to signal her to calm down.  But Isabella was so emotional that she couldn't control herself several times.  But Liao Yang's hands were like iron hoops, able to pin her down on the chair every time This made her grateful and a little annoyed.

    This Liao is really cold-blooded.  Why could he remain indifferent to a person being killed?

    "Your bodyguard is pretty good"

    Paul couldn't help but look at Liao Yang a few more times. A nerve in his heart couldn't help but jump. The scar on his face seemed to be aching He was really too worried, and he actually worried about a little bodyguard.  .

    "You invited me here just to let me see this?"

    Isabella tried her best to be calm, suppressed her emotions, and asked Paul, "Look at your inhumane behavior?"

    "Don't you want to interview the real me?"

    Paul smiled and reminded Isabella, "This is the real me, Miss Reporter."

    "You are the devil!"

    "I don't think so."

    Paul seemed very calm. He sat in his seat and shook the beautiful red wine glass in his hand. The red wine was swirling around in the glass.

    "To the enemy, I am a devil. But to the people of this city, I am an angel."?¡±

    "What about me?"

    "Then it depends on your choice, Miss Reporter."

    Paul took a sip of red wine, and then continued, "This is also the purpose of inviting you here today."

    "Have we finally come to the topic?"

    Isabella¡¯s heart was pounding. She felt very uncomfortable, but she endured it and mustered up the courage to stare at Paul, ¡°What do you want to do to me? I¡¯m just a little reporter.¡±

    ¡°Oh, no, dear Isabella, you are more than just a reporter.¡±

    Paul put down his glass and showed a smile that was far from friendly. "Otherwise, why do you think I would agree to you interviewing me? Young people like you are passionate, impulsive, and ambitious. But you have no brains. What's going on?  You are not willing to think about it carefully, this is your biggest failure!"

    "You may be disappointed, I'm just a reporter."

    Isabella emphasized, "Do you want me to write two articles praising you?"

    ¡°In this city, people everywhere are singing my praises.¡±

    Paul sighed softly, "I am sincerely talking to you, but you are not candid enough, Miss Isabella. This will not help our cooperation at all."

    "I can't imagine how you and a reporter can cooperate. And even if you can, I don't want to cooperate with you!"

    "I don't need your cooperation in this matter."

    Paul didn¡¯t care, ¡°As long as the people behind you are willing to cooperate with me.¡±

    "Sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

    "Of course you understand, Miss Isabella Rebecca."

    With a confident smile on his face, Paul said, "Send hello to your grandfather, the Secretary of Defense of the United States, for me."

    ""

    Isabella remained silent, but Liao Yang was slightly surprised. It turns out that this reporter still has such an identity?  What did Paul want to do after he captured the granddaughter of the Minister of Defense?

    "You just need to stay here as a guest. Here, you are the most distinguished guest, and no one will neglect you."

    Paul seemed to have won. He told Isabella, "I will talk to your grandfather about the rest."

    ¡°My grandfather was a man of honor.¡±

    Isabella finally spoke, she emphasized, "He will never make a deal with the devil!"

    "Everyone has a weakness. The only weakness of that ruthless Defense Minister is you, my granddaughter."

    Another servant came in and changed a dish for their table, "You are so stupid to interview someone like me. Isabella, you are simply the lucky star sent to me by God. So.  , even the gods are on my side, aren¡¯t they?¡±

    "I won't let you succeed!"

    Isabella looked at Liao Yang.

    "Oh, my God, Miss Isabella, you are stupider than I imagined!"

    Paul showed a sarcastic smile, "Do you think this person can save you?"

    "Can I trust you, Liao?"

    Isabella's body trembled slightly, and then she looked at Liao Yang with an almost pleading look.

    "certainly."

    Liao Yang smiled back, stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

    "madness."

    Paul frowned, annoyed by the high praise he had just given to the bodyguard, "Kill him."

    As soon as the words were spoken, before those combat maids could make any move, Liao Yang had already taken action.  He took out the plate in front of Isabella and slapped a combat maid behind him on the head who was about to draw a gun!

    Snap!

    The plate shattered and the battle maid fell down.  And Liao Yang grabbed the fragments of the plate and quickly cut the neck of the other battle maid!

    Poof!

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    The maid opened her eyes wide with fear and put her hands on her neck, but she couldn't stop the blood from spurting out.  The blood splashed on Liao Yang, making him look like an evil spirit.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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