The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Faced with everyone's comments, Yan Tao raised his eyebrows in a casual and evil manner.

He came here to hide from people and gain some money by winning a bet.

As for what passers-by A, B, and C think...

He didn't care at all.

If Master Yan is offended, he will be kicked out at worst.

Send you to the west.

"Zongzong, let's go."

The two walked towards John's office one after the other.

Yan Tao knocked on the door first. Through the glass door, John glanced up at her. He frowned at first. After taking a clear look, he lowered his head to sort out the case files.

It was as if he had not seen this person.

Such an approach is no different from an insult.

The police officers who were watching secretly gathered together when they saw this.

“Sure enough, the team leader’s eyes were sharp and he could tell at a glance that it was Joshua…”

"Tsk, the team leader hates bastards like Joshua who rely on connections the most."

"This time something happened when the case was put aside, and the director scolded him like crazy. I don't know how to get angry this time..."

"In my opinion, our little Joshua is really in trouble..."

The police officers were still busy with their work, pretending as if nothing had happened. At the same time, their eyes were drifting to the other side, looking at the excitement in various postures.

Na... was ignored.

Master Yan is more patient than expected.

The handsome face turned away and raised a brow at Master Qin, who had cold eyes.

Then he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand for the second time, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The knock on the door was very clear in the already silent office.

Not too hastily, it rang ten times.

John frowned, without raising his head, he raised his hand and threw a pen against the door.

His tone was manic, "Damn it, didn't you see that I'm busy? If you have anything to do, stand at the door and wait!"

His expression was a mix of complete impatience and command.

very good.

Yan Tao's cool peach blossom eyes moved for a moment, but there was no expression on his face, but the smile on his lips was so cold that it chilled people's hearts.

The police officers didn't know when they lay down in one place.

They were divided into two groups to watch the excitement.

Police Officer A: "I guess he will stand there obediently."

Joshua's temper was so fierce that he would never dare to go against John.

Officer B: "I bet he's going to go crazy."

Police Officer A: "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

Police Officer B: "Okay, how much is the bet?"

Police Officer A: "Give me one hundred dollars alone. If I lose, the whole group will be treated to a treat."

A group of people had just decided on the lottery when they suddenly felt something exploded at the other end of the office.

Mixed with the scattered debris, it hit things.

The whole ground shook.

The melon-eaters turned their heads in shock.

Only the young man's slender legs were seen hanging in the air.

The glass door of John's office was shattered into countless pieces by the force of the collision, and fell to the ground with a crash, shaking the ground.

The scene with countless pieces of glass flying out is handsome and spectacular.

Police Officer A swallowed: "I lost..."

Officer B swallowed nervously: "I, I... I feel so handsome for no reason..."

John, who was sitting firmly in the office, was startled, and his fat body instantly jumped up from the office chair.

Almost thought it was an earthquake.

After being confused for a second, his eyes fell on the glass on the ground.

When I came back to my senses, I immediately understood.

He slammed the table and said in a furious rage, "Joshua, are you crazy?"

"Haha~"

The young man's breeze-like laughter rang in everyone's ears, with a slight chill.

Yan Tao raised his leg, stepped on the glass, and walked into the office with a casual expression.

He smiled and said, "Since you are deaf, I don't mind helping you straighten your ears and restore your hearing. To prevent you from becoming a deaf-mute."

The smile on the young man's lips seemed to be a clear mockery and provocation.