When there was a sudden power failure, someone gave Matthew a mouth while it was dark and knocked out his teeth.
When he spoke to the square, the faithful bodyguard picked up his false teeth, cleaned it with white wine, and stuffed it into his mouth again.
However, Matthew didn't say much. His mouth full of dentures was slapped down by Chu Nan again.
Compared with Ott, Chu Nannan is a girl after all, with less strength, but the damage to Mr. Matthew is 10000 times heavier than the slap he was slapped just now.
Ott smoked him in the dark, but Chu Nannan not only knocked out his teeth, but also severely smoked all Mr. Matthew's dignity on the ground in front of so many distinguished guests.
Matthew never dreamed that Chu Nannan, who should be a plaything in his eyes, dared to slap him in the face of the public, and was suddenly fooled.
So many people at the scene seemed to be fooled. Everyone stared at Matthew and held their breath. In the dead silence in the great hall, only sister Nannan twisted her body smartly and held her head high, just like the milk swallow returning to the forest, and threw her arms around.
In fact, some of Mr. Matthew's bodyguards are still awake.
I know they should stand up and take Chu Nannan, who dares to invade Mr. Matthew.
But the problem is, Fang Yuan, oh, no, it's the presence of the stolen saint.
If the square is just a square, even if he has 800 black suits behind him, Mr. Matthew's bodyguards will roar and jump on them and tear them to pieces.
Fangyuan is not just Fangyuan. He is also stealing the holy white exhibition hall.
Stealing saints doesn't kill people, but how do you explain the sentence "the blade of mercury pours on the ground, and the wonderful hand falls to the ground empty and empty"?
The reputation of stealing saints has not only left a deep impression on Matthew. As long as he eats the bowl of food of bodyguards, no one has never heard of it: in other words, this guy has been listed as the most wanted criminal all over the world, but he has never succeeded.
What so many countries haven't done, I hope these bodyguards can do it -- Cha, what a few jokes, or pretend to be stupid and then roar a few times, so as to avoid the disaster at the beginning.
"Small circle --"
Under the gaze of hundreds of silly people, Chu Nannan jumped into her arms. She looked like a pear blossom with rain and poor. People wanted to open their arms, hold her in a warm embrace, pat her on her shoulder and say don't be afraid. What if the sky falls with me?
But when Chu Nannan was about to jump into his arms, Fang Yuan took an oblique step backward, stretched out his hand to hold her arm, forced a smile and said, "Shang, Nannan, first stand by and watch and see how I can help you teach the old man a lesson."
Chu Nan was stunned and said with a smile, "OK. Xiao Yuan, don't kill anyone. I'm very timid. "
"Don't kill, hey, how can I kill?"
When Fang Yuan smiled, Chu Nan was already standing behind him.
At this time, the little star in front of Matthew disappeared and finally woke up. Then he bent down and coughed a series of coughs, spitting out blood foam from time to time, looking like a poor old man.
But no one helped him, including the bodyguards around him.
Because everyone knows that if you help him at this time, he will be pushed away -- he must use this way to maintain his dignity.
To say that Matthew is a big man who can afford to put down after all. When he straightened up after coughing for a while, he had taken out his handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He could smile and say to one of his bodyguards, "please help me wash my dentures?"
"Ah -- good, good!"
The bodyguard woke up as if from a dream, quickly nodded and promised, bent down to pick up the braces and flew away.
Matthew didn't look at Chu Nan.
No matter how much harm this woman has caused him or how many people he has lost, she is a small ant that can be crushed to death with a small finger, anytime, anywhere.
He only cares about the area around her.
This is the dangerous person who needs his attention. He hung all his body hair except sweat when stealing a famous painting years ago.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang. I didn't know she was your girlfriend. Here, please accept my sincere apology. "
Matthew stared at the surrounding area. When the latter smiled contemptuously and wanted to move away his eyes, to everyone's surprise, he slowly bent down and bowed to apologize.
The smile on Fang Yuan's face was dull.
Chu Nannan beside him was really stunned.
But then, you suddenly understood a lot: Matthew, you played very well. With the act of "swallow your anger" and "correct your mistakes" as an apology, you reversed the humiliation I just brought you, won the sympathy of others, and re established your outstanding image.
But you know, your set doesn't work in front of the real circle!
It's just that this Xibei goods can be restrained by your hand.
If he is really around, he won't be at a loss because of your current intelligence. Even if he doesn't slap you in the face again, he will have to satirize you.
Alas, no matter how much you look like, you are still much worse than that little bastard -- Chu Nannan looked at the area where her face was normal when she thought of here.
When he first appeared, Chu Nannan thought he was really around.
Just when I heard him say "why", I felt something wrong: that guy disdained to use such formal words. He was always old-fashioned and deadly.
Let Chu Nannan determine that he is not square. When she threw her milk swallow into his arms like a forest, he dodged and dared not hold her in his arms.
Well, that bastard just ate my aunt's tofu when it was dark. Now he takes advantage of me in full view of the public. Isn't it more to his appetite?
It's just an attractive Xibei goods to cover the real area and do something.
But this guy really looks like him. Who is he?
When Chu Nannan subconsciously looked at yaksky, the palms of his hands were full of sweat, and his heart was pounding. He had to make 10000 times of effort to keep his composure.
Because he knew very well that so many bodyguards at the scene did not dare to touch him, but they were shocked by my uncle's past reputation.
Even if he shows a little flaw, according to the fierce eyes of Matthew, an old fox, he can definitely see that he is a Siberian. With a big hand, Mr. yaksky and his men will definitely die miserably.
Fortunately, my uncle's cosmetic surgery is really powerful.
Matthew had raised his head when yaksky took a faint breath.
Without waiting for the old man to say anything, yaksky, who finally understood his current role, smiled calmly: "Mr. Matthew, you're too polite. I happen to be a very generous person, so I'll forgive you this time. "
"Thank you, Mr. Fang."
Matthew took the denture back from the bodyguard and put it on. After smashing his mouth, he became clear: "Mr. Fang, what's the second thing you came here tonight?"
This is the response of an old fox with rich experience: after being beaten and humiliated by a woman, he not only didn't get angry, but made a sincere apology, so as to recover the image that was about to collapse in the eyes of everyone; When he stopped at a good time, he quickly turned off the topic and completely diverted everyone's attention.
Yaksky praised one in his heart before he said, "the second thing is business."
Old Matthew had a cold flash in his eyes and asked with a smile, "what business? Mr. Fang, do you want to cooperate with the iron mountain Empire? "
"Hehe, I never disdain to do serious business."
Yaksky tried his best to imitate the way Fang Yuan spoke, raised his chin and the swallow with his nostrils facing the sky, showing his arrogance and shamelessness -- but he received many women's obsessed eyes: This is stealing, this is a man!
Rao is Matthew, an experienced old fox, but in front of such people who regard shamelessness as fun, they don't know what to say, so they can only smile awkwardly: "so, what's Mr. Fang's business?"
"Well, Mr. Matthew, you are really old."
Yaksky didn't answer, but he sighed and shook his head with a look of regret.
This guy is deliberately delaying time to help Fang Yuan steal the top secret report.
Just, can Fang Yuan succeed?
Chu Nannan, standing next to yaksky, looked anxiously at the stairs and listened.
She was ready to rush at the fastest speed as long as there were shouts and gunshots.
According to the skills she learned in the police school, it really doesn't matter in the eyes of bodyguards of the iron mountain Empire - but if she takes the opportunity to turn around and run away when she is in danger, she can't.
There was a sight that flashed from Chu Nannan's sight when she subconsciously looked at the stairs.
She subconsciously caught that look and saw a girl in a white suit, lowering her head and quietly retreating back.
No, this woman is not simple. She sees something from my face!
Chu Nan's heart sank immediately.
Yaksky didn't find out what Toyoda Xiumin had seen from the anxiety on Chu Nannan's face. He still pretended there and said with a smile: "Mr. Matthew, I say you're old because you seem to forget what I came from."
Matthew asked subconsciously, "you don't rely on Theft -- oh, sorry, please forgive me for being a little direct."
"It's all right, because I'm a thief. If you have to describe a thief as a great Xia, I will feel that it is the greatest disgrace to me. "
When yaksky said this slowly, he smiled and said faintly, "I'm here tonight to talk to Mr. Matthew."
"What?"
When Matthew's gray eyebrows were picked, he felt that the skirt behind his back was pulled down, and a woman's low voice sounded, "this stealing saint is false."
"What, is he fake?"
Matthew was stunned, subconsciously blurted out this sentence, and looked up at yaksky.
What's the matter? What's the matter? Damn it!
Chu Nannan jumped in her heart and reached out to layaksky's arm to let him run away. When she saw him look up and laugh wildly, "ha ha, ha ha, you said I was false?"
Shit, how did he see it was a fake uncle?
In yaksky's wild laughter, his brain was spinning rapidly, hoping to find a way to deal with it.
When a liar is about to be exposed, laugh wildly to get time to think of a solution -- this is Fang Yuan's advice to yaksky.