"Why, are you going to kill him?"
Toyoda Xiumin heard an obvious killing intention from Fangyuan.
Fang Yuan asked faintly, "if you tell me that your boss's family usually eats GM food, I will worship him very much and believe that he serves the people wholeheartedly."
"He never uses it."
After Toyoda Xiumin blurted out this sentence, he said, "in fact, even if you kill him, you can kill a running dog at most. You can't move the big people standing behind him -- those people are the real beneficiaries of GM crops. When our boss dies, a new boss will stand up and continue to serve them. "
"Then come out and kill one."
Fang Yuan answered with a smile.
Hideki Toyoda frowned and said, "you're a little angry."
"Still a little silly."
Fang Yuan frankly admitted it.
"I think genetically modified food is not as terrible as you and we think," Toyoda said
"Who can guarantee that if you eat that thing all year round, there will be no terrible consequences?"
Fang Yuan asked.
"Everything is groping."
"After more than 20 years of groping, aren't Americans jumping and swearing?"
"Someone is deliberately discrediting the iron mountain empire."
Toyoda Xiumin shook her head and changed the topic: "are you really the fabulous square?"
"Of course I am. I shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the world - I didn't admit it to you on the plane because I always like to keep a low profile... Ouch."
Fang Yuan's chest was strong. When he was about to pinch out a savior, he covered his stomach with his left hand. Ouch, he said, "my stomach hurts. These red wines must be fake and shoddy. Go to the bathroom first and talk back!"
Without waiting for what Toyoda Xiumin said, Fang Yuan turned up the stairs and ran to the bathroom.
After seeing his back turn the stairs, Xiumin Toyoda's eyes were cold.
She felt that she had to do something: she didn't like this area. She lived in the world for too long in the image of that man, which disgusted her.
"A good man, why do you want to die?"
Toyoda Xiumin murmured and put the wine glass on the railing of the stairs. When she was ready to lift her feet up the stairs, she heard a commotion at the door of the hall: "ladies and gentlemen, please stay and show me your invitation!"
She looked back -- she saw the square.
Fang Yuan was wearing a silver gray suit, lined with a white shirt, with a black bow in his neck. His inch long hair must have been waxed, otherwise it wouldn't be so bright.
Men who think they dress like dogs always have exaggerated self-confidence.
Especially when there are several bodyguards in black suits with big arms and round waist behind them, if they don't aim their nostrils at the chandelier on the ceiling, it will certainly affect his outstanding and brilliant image.
Fangyuan!?
Just like hearing the sound of Fang Yuan (the one who went to the toilet) just now, there will be a kind of whole-body over-current reaction, so Xiumin Toyoda has this feeling again.
And in an instant, it is certain that this is the real circle.
In her subconscious mind, the real circle should be like this, with no one in her eyes.
Only this arrogant appearance can match his momentum of saving the water shadow when he knew he was dead in the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty.
Only a man with real ability is qualified to be arrogant. It's like the Xibei goods just now. It looks like dementia.
He, he did not die, he did come!
During the morning meeting, Hua Lengxi once reminded everyone that someone could steal the No. 01 report from the top secret archives of the iron mountain empire.
That man is the area of the white exhibition hall with a pseudonym of stealing saint.
Then he tried his best to prove that Fang Yuan would not die easily with the family history of the flower family.
As for Fang Yuan, why did he help Xibo group to steal the report from the iron mountain Empire? At that time, everyone ignored this problem.
Afterwards, Xiumin Toyoda, who found hualengxi terrible, recalled this problem.
However, she had a deep fear of hualengxi and didn't dare to ask easily.
It was definitely influenced by the tragic family history of the flower family that Xiumin Toyoda subconsciously felt that Fangyuan might really appear at the reception to prove that the story of Hua Lengxi was not nonsense.
Especially after that idiot Fangyuan came here.
Now, the real Fangyuan, with the image and temperament that he should have been like this, let Toyoda Xiumin's heart jump, subconsciously look at hualengxi.
Some distance away, Toyoda Xiumin can't see the change of hualengxi's face.
But Chu Nannan, who was held by Matthew, was stunned and shouted, "Fang, Fang Yuan, you --"
Hideki Toyoda, who had already determined that this area was genuine, became more determined about his idea after seeing Chu Nannan's reaction with his own eyes, and immediately turned his back to his back.
A small pistol was pinned to her back waist.
She took out her gun, not to kill Fang Yuan, but an instinctive reaction when she met the enemy.
But just as her right hand lifted the back of her suit, her eyes were black.
power failure.
When a grand dinner was held in the headquarters building of the iron mountain Empire, there was a power failure.
With the sudden darkness in front of me, there were those noises (whispering, laughing, clinking glasses). The sudden appearance of Fangyuan didn't attract many people's attention, just as few people knew what he was doing), just like being cut off by a sharp knife.
This is the reaction that people should have when they suddenly enter the dark from the light.
Of course, this kind of daze time is very short, not even a second, there will be a surprise sound: Oh yeah, why did the power failure happen?
But just when this surprise was about to appear, Toyoda Xiumin heard the bell.
Bell in the dark: bell, bell.
The bell is very light, but very clear. It is also unusually ethereal and floating. It seems like an invisible swimming dragon. In a very short moment, it appears from somewhere in the dark and flies around Nuo Da's hall.
It gave everyone the illusion that the bell rang from behind.
The ethereal bell suddenly appeared, attracted everyone's attention again, and stifled the surprise that was about to blurt out in his mouth.
Similarly, this is also people's instinctive reaction, just because the bell suddenly appears, but don't care why it appears, and who shakes the little silver bell in the dark.
Pop!
Just when the surprised voice delayed by people finally blurted out, an extremely loud and crisp slap spread all over the whole corner of the hall.
"Ah!"
It was a cry of surprise mixed with the pain of hundreds of people.
"Who -- who slapped me in the face?"
After really feeling that his dentures were slapped in the face, Matthew raised his hand to cover his cheek and gave an angry roar.
After the bell rang and before the slap rang, Chu Nannan could detect that someone was pinching her on her proud left.
The sudden attack made her scream after a moment of Stupidity: "ah!"
But then she shut up.
In the dark, someone took the opportunity to eat tofu severely. According to sister Nan's temperament, the next reaction should be rage, jumping feet and scolding. Which bastard is impatient.
Now she feels sweet, especially when someone whispers in her ear, "Oh, it's much bigger now than in the afternoon." at most, she pretends to gnash her teeth: what's the matter? Just touch it and go away?
But no one knows that sister Nan Nan is very eager to be touched now -- the security personnel in the hall immediately took out a small flashlight (this thing is a must-have and must be carried with her at any time) and shouted something disorderly.
Some said to protect Mr. Matthew, some said to send the electricity quickly.
The person who went to send the electricity shouted to give way, rubbed Toyota Xiumin's shoulder and rushed to the stairs.
Toyoda Xiumin took the opportunity to stick it on the wall, and the pistol had been held in his hand.
If, after seeing the extremely windy Fangyuan appear, Toyoda Xiumin is not sure that he is Fangyuan, then when the bell in the dark rings, she is 100% sure: Fangyuan is really not dead, he is coming.
Among the hundreds of people present, only Xiumin Toyoda had heard the bell.
Up to now, she can't forget how many brave northern guards and zombie soldiers will fall into the abyss when the bell rings.
The bell at that time was like the magic weapon of death harvesting life. Every time it rang, someone would be killed.
Now, the familiar (or unique ring tone -- after escaping from the underground ancient city and returning home, Xiumin Toyoda studied the ring tone specially, tried to shake at least hundreds of silver bells, but couldn't make that ethereal and evil sound) rings again
When the bell rings, someone will die.
Who will die tonight?
When Toyoda Xiumin thought of this, she suddenly thought of what Hua Lengxi said: all the men who have heard of the tragic history of the flower family will not live long.
In that case, four of the five directors, except me, could die -- Toyota Xiumin felt trembling when she bit her lips hard.
In fact, she is not afraid of square.
Even if he had a silver bell when death came.
She was afraid that it was the evil curse of the family history of the flower family, and that there was a flower on the other side that would not die.
Bang -- after this silent sound sounded, people who were a little flustered by Matthew's scream felt bright in front of them.
After another chorus of exclamations, everyone closed their eyes.
The electricity is back.
When the light drove away the darkness again and made people rejoice, Ott had mixed into the crowd more than ten meters away from Matthew, clenched his numb right hand, and felt very happy in his heart.
He swore that he would never forget Matthew's slap when the light suddenly went out.
This is definitely the happiest time in Ott's life.
Is there anything better than the old man who takes the woman he loves?
No, not anymore.
Unfortunately, he didn't pull his chin off.
When Ott breathed out gently, his eyes showed gratitude and worship, and looked at the door of the hall.
At the door of the hall, Mr. Fang Yuanfang, an uninvited guest, still stood there with his hands on his back and his nostrils facing the sky and accepted Mr. Ott's worship: Thank you, Fang Yuan.
In addition to the surrounding area, Ott really couldn't think of anyone else to help him do what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do.
It's just that this guy seems too good.
Just now, he had a pair of legs attached to his moustache, which would make him a proud young master.