Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Tsk tusk tusk." Hilton still lay idly on the table, flicking an invitation from Celt's desk in his hand.

He yawned and looked at the words on the invitation letter with teary eyes: "Why is the royal family again? The royal family has a lot of **** recently."

While talking, opened the invitation letter. After watching for a long time, he said faintly: "Fuck..."

Selter, who was sitting next to the office, glanced at Hilton, and for the first time heard this kind of calm vulgarity from the other's mouth... It felt... slightly complicated: "What's wrong?"

Before Hilton could say it, Reinhardt appeared behind Hilton with a somber face that had been somber for several days.

He stretched out his hand to take the invitation letter from behind Hilton, glanced at the content on it, and his expression suddenly became more gloomy.

"Who the hell! Sneak at me from behind! I'm going to see which little bastard..." Hilton turned his body over angrily at the beginning, preparing to stun.

But that face turned to meet Reinhardt's iceberg face, and immediately went down. At the end, I didn't know what I was talking about, and the confidence in the voice was seriously lacking.

Damn ah ah ah ah, why is the marshal behind me. That face was so dark that I felt my life was lost! ! [Screaming Groundhog]

#I scolded my immediate boss, who was standing behind me at the time, how long can I live? #

#I! Grievance 1 Sorrowful, but dare not say much (I am afraid that I will be beaten by the imperialists if I say too much)#

#Talking about reasoning, my brother didn't remind me when he saw it. What plastic brotherhood? ? ? #

When Hilton frantically brushed the title in his heart, he didn't even notice that Reinhardt had left the scene where the blood was about to be splashed with a cold face.

At this moment, Hilton is still refreshing himself on the forum, and his mind is full of all kinds of tragic deaths.

Celt looked at his brother who looked horrified and distracted, and sighed inwardly.

Today my brother is still so stupid. Hey, I don't want to say that he is my brother.

You Ying, who was sitting in the room, watched Reinhardt walk over with a calm face, saying that she didn't want to talk very much.

This guy keeps a calm face all day long, why? Do I owe him money? Still stealing others?

In a sense... Youying really robbed Reinhardt's people...

"An invitation letter from the royal family, let us go over and talk about what happened that day." After Reinhardt handed the invitation card in his hand to You Ying, he turned around and stopped looking at him.

You Ying snorted, squeezing the invitation in her hand: "Tsk? What does it mean to explain clearly? I didn't do anything at all, because they were too fragile. And..."

The lazy voice prolonged the tone, sounding with a hint of gorgeous danger: "Let me explain? Are they worthy?"

Are you worthy? You are not worthy!

The extremely arrogant words caused Reinhardt who was dealing with the matter next to him to frown.

Putting down the files in his hand, Reinhardt looked directly at You Ying for the first time. In the cold pupils, there was calmness and no emotion.

"This is the empire. Even if you don't have any sense of belonging, please put away your arrogance in your bones." Because such you will cause trouble to Qianjun.

Reinhardt swallowed what he didn't say afterwards.