Mr. Qi, Your Cover At Risk

When Wang Xiang heard this, his face distorted by pain showed inconceivable.

He roared, "Master Jing... I said it all... Why can't you let me go."

What responded to him was Qi Ye's playful chuckle, but Si Jingyun didn't give him another look.

"If you want to be content, you can live when you send it to the police station. Isn't that letting go?"

Wang Xiang's body was stiff, and he looked at him with the expression that you are speaking in human words.

Damn, you let me go now, I can still live, and sent to the police station is not falling from one pit to another pit.

Besides, Lord Jing would be so kind, and I'm afraid he didn't want to torture himself in another way when he sent it to the police station.

Qiao Ye let go of his feet and looked at him covered in blood, feeling a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing where to start cleanly.

I knew earlier that I should only draw the lower body.

Qiao Ye frowned and dragged Wang Xiang away directly, and everyone could vaguely hear his pained cry.

Zheng Weihua watched him leave, his face became even paler, and the fear in his eyes was clear.

Before Si Jingyun could speak, he trembled and said, "Master Jing, I was wrong."

listen.

Si Jingyun squatted down slowly, pinched his neck under his fearful gaze, his deep pupils were as cold as frost.

"Tell me what's wrong."

Being strangled by someone's neck, Zheng Weihua's face instantly flushed red. He felt that it was becoming difficult for him to breathe, and he couldn't help raising his hand to pull the man's hand away.

who thinks.

As soon as he moved, he heard the man's calm voice, "I don't want your hands, I can help you."

Just one sentence.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move immediately, "Jing...cough...Master Jing...I shouldn't...be blinded by the lard...can you...can...put...hand...let go...let go."

It was obvious that he could finish the words in one breath, but because he was strangled by his neck, it was abruptly broken.

The man watched him struggle with interest. After a while, he slowly retracted his fingers, took out a handkerchief and wiped it slowly.

Zheng Weihua breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the hand holding his neck was finally taken away.

In his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little smug. Look, Master Jing is still worried about his own identity, and he doesn't want Wang Xiang's idiot to lose half his life and be sent to the police station.

But the next second he rolled back and fell directly to the ground, and before he could regain his senses, the man's foot kicked him fiercely again.

Then Si Jingyun put one foot on his hand and said casually, "Did this hand hold her in the first place?"

What?

Zheng Weihua hadn't figured out what he meant, and the pain immediately swept through his body.

"Ah, my hand."

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, Zheng Weihe is now sweating coldly on his face, his lips trembling as he looks at his hands and feet.

"It doesn't seem to be this one, so let's change it."

Si Jingyun's calm voice seemed to say that the weather was fine today.

next second.

Zheng Weihua's other hand was also crushed. Looking at the calm man, he wanted to faint.

"Tsk, looking at Lord Jing's strength, his hands are probably going to be scrapped." Qi Ye sighed with emotion.

"I'm afraid it's not enough to just waste my hands, but Master Jing hasn't hit him hard so far. I guess he wants Master Lu to solve it."

Xie Lingchuan touched his chin and analyzed lightly.

Hearing this, Qi Ye became more interested, "Wow, if you really let Mr. Lu solve it, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to live."

The conversation between the two did not avoid Zheng Weihua. After listening, he even forgot the pain in his hand. All he could think about was the appearance of Mr. Lu holding a gun.

...

"Sister Qi, where are we going?"

Xiao Yao looked at the girl beside him and asked curiously.

Lu Jinqi was wearing a mask, her delicate eyebrows were lazy, and she said casually, "JAC's office building."

After getting the answer, Xiao Yao and the others did not ask questions, and quietly followed the girl to the downstairs of a building.

Looking at the building with dozens of floors, Wen Yu sighed, "Sure enough, he is a rich man. This building costs about one billion yuan at least. Jianghuai sent it directly to make a bet without blinking an eye."

Xie Shuyao, who was holding the girl's arm, heard the words, Yingying laughed and teased, "Young Shao Wen will sigh with emotion to other people, don't forget that you are also rich."

Wen Yu touched the back of his head and grinned, "It's not that you don't have enough money to send a building."

In the words of his old man, when can we inherit the Wen family and when will we have freedom of wealth.

Precisely this time.

The corners of the girl's lips rose, and she said half-jokingly, "They're all rich people."

Having said that, Lu Jinqi walked into the building thoughtfully, looking at the surrounding environment with a pair of eyes.

not bad.

"Jianghuai's building is fine, what is Qiqi going to use it for?"

Xie Shuyao turned around and asked curiously with apricot eyes open.

"Sell it for money." Lu Jinqi said without any guilt, with evil spirits flowing from the end of his eyes.

what the hell.

Xie Shuyao and the three were confused, you really have such a shortage of money.

"Qi Qi, you're serious." Xie Shuyao was speechless.

Jianghuai wanted to know that the things he sent out were sold by Qiqi, and he was afraid that he would doubt his life.

Lu Jinqi hummed, with a playful voice, "No way, I'm too short of money."

A sentence caused the three people's lips to twitch. Do you have a guilty conscience when you say this? With an ATM as big as Lord Jing, what kind of money are you missing?

At this time.

Xiao Yao suddenly widened his eyes, thinking of her operation of asking for leave if she disagreed, and said, "Sister Qi, you have always been short of money since the beginning of school, so you won't go gambling behind everyone's back."

So all the money is lost, and it is so short of money.

What's outrageous is that Xie Shuyao and Wen Yu thought about his words carefully, and felt that it seemed to make sense, and then three faces staring at the girl for verification.

Lu Jinqi's eyes narrowed, and he laughed lightly. His dark and bright pupils looked at the three of them, and said softly, "Donate your brains to those who need them."

gamble?

It's just that they figured it out.

"Uh, I was joking." Xiao Yao shook his head angrily.

Lu Jinqi looked at him for two seconds, then lowered his head and sent a message casually.

Meng Xizhou, who was in the recording studio at this time, was stunned when he saw the news that suddenly popped up on his mobile phone, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

【K: You can prepare to sign the contract. 】

"Nanfeng, K's company is done."

Meng Xizhou looked at the man he saw and told him the good news with excitement on his face.

Song Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, the speed was quite fast.

Seeing the address on Meng Xizhou's screen, Song Nanfeng froze for a while. If he remembered correctly, this place is the most prosperous part of the capital, and any building is no less than 100 million.

And K actually bought a building here in a short period of time. Are young people so rich now?

half an hour.

He just laughed out loud, and Xizhou really encountered walking golden thighs.

"I'm here to book a ticket, and I'll go directly after the show is over tomorrow."

Meng Xizhou nodded, suddenly a little puzzled, "I remember that there is no schedule tomorrow."

"Just picked it up for you," Song Nan replied without raising the limelight, "I didn't expect her to be so fast."

listen.

Meng Xizhou stopped talking and devoted himself to practicing again, but Song Nanfeng grew up with him, so he knew his emotions at the moment, and couldn't help but smile.

"If you're tired, take a break."