Chapter 1080

Beiming was so upset that he didn't know what to say. He picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, but the tea didn't taste like that. After a sip, he couldn't drink any more.

He put the cup down, still in a fretful manner.

Dongfang Yu said: "although this can stabilize the stock price, it makes the night master understand that you still don't want to believe him."

"How do you make me believe him? I don't believe it. I can't believe it. " Beimingxiong's face became more heavy.

These days, he thought a lot. Although he could see the feelings of coco girl clearly, some things were hard to change for a while.

He couldn't see through the northern night, and really didn't know what was in his mind, so some decisions were too late to make.

A person who is too smart and difficult to figure out may be his most powerful help, or may become his biggest crisis. He wants to believe it, but he can't get through the bottom of his heart.

"What about Liancheng? Have you found him yet? " The North Ming male suddenly asks a way.

Dongfang Yu knew that he didn't want to talk about it any more. After a silence, he said, "I haven't got in touch yet. However, master Liancheng's mobile phone just turned on. It's just a busy tone."

"That bastard must have blocked all our phones." Beimingxiong's face sank, and he suddenly looked angry: "I don't want to answer the phone, what do I do when I turn on the phone?"

Dongfang Yu doesn't know what to say. He doesn't understand the action of Beiming Liancheng. Since he blocks everyone's phone, what's the meaning of turning on the phone?

Every call is a busy tone, and it's not just his call. When he calls in with a few mobile phones, he will be prompted that the other party is on the phone at any time. What's the point of turning on the phone?

There were two people with sad faces and full of worries.

Beiming night, however, after leaving Beiming's home, quickly went down the mountain and came to the street. After a few laps in the traffic, the car suddenly hit the steering wheel and speeded up. In a twinkling of an eye, it was already on the road around the city.

From the ring road down, and turned two intersections, the car behind only lasted half an hour, and finally was left far away.

He stopped the car by the side of the road and looked at the vast motorcade ahead. His eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, were getting darker and darker. At last, there was no light.

He can never stop what the boss wants to do, but in the past, the boss never deliberately hid something from him, but this time, he kept everything from him

Boss, he never wanted to fight against him more. As long as he told him, he would do it for him. But when did he start to exclude himself from the scope of his trusted people? What did he do wrong that he was no longer willing to believe him?

Leaning on the back of the chair, Beiming Liancheng closed his dark eyes tightly.

The head is very heavy, the whole body, the whole person is heavy, suddenly I feel that I can no longer see the way forward.

It turns out that the so-called putting down is false. The smiling faces and the soft voice comfort are also false. One is his brother, the other is his mother. Why do they unite to cheat him?

Even if what they have to do is enough to destroy the whole world, why can't they believe that he can make up for them in this crumbling world?

He can, but why not give him a chance and just throw him out?

Tell him, what is all this for?

Few people can match the drag racing technology of Beiming night. Even if he is an expert like Beiming Liancheng, it's easy for him to get rid of it.

Getting rid of the people in the rear, he didn't have any pleasant brilliance in his eyes. On the contrary, his face was even more bleak.

He stopped the car in a small courtyard. He came out and strode towards the main house.

In the main room, a woman in her forties came out and saw him and immediately said, "Sir, are you here?"

"What about people?" Without stopping half a step, he stepped in, across the hall, and went straight back.

The middle-aged woman followed him all the time: "I'm in the guest room in the back. Don't worry, sir. It's OK. I'll get better soon."

Beiming night nodded, came to the middle-aged woman pointed to the guest room, knocked at random, then immediately pushed the door into.

There was a man lying on the bed inside, with bandages on his waist, left hand and two legs. A handsome face was not only pasted with medical tape, but also had scars on several places outside.

Seeing Beiming night, not only he, but also the middle-aged man standing by the bed, who was changing his dressing, was just about to open his mouth. Beiming night had already swept away his cold eyes and stopped them from speaking.

He went to the bedside and scanned the man lying on the bed, then immediately fell on the middle-aged man's face: "how about it?"

"It doesn't matter. The leg bone and hand bone are broken. Now after connecting them, as long as we have a rest for a while, we can get better slowly." The middle-aged man replied."Sequelae?" The northern night asked again.

The middle-aged man's face was a little heavy. After hesitation, he said, "in the future Action is probably not as good as it used to be. "

"It doesn't matter. It's lucky to be able to take back this life. As long as you can run and jump around in the future, you should be lucky. How dare you ask for so much?" Dong Li smiles and points his uninjured right hand to the next position: "sit down, sir."

Beiming night did not sit down, no waves of vision still fell on him, carefully examined some.

The sight made Dongli feel a little uneasy. He coughed and blushed and said, "Sir, you will make me uneasy if you look at me like this."

"What's the trouble?" The northern night glanced at him.

Dongli scratched his head and said with a smile: "first, I'm afraid you'll feel sorry for me, and you'll say something to compensate me. This will make people feel uncomfortable and embarrassed..."

"Dream." It's a cold night in the north.

Dongli grabs his head again and laughs more happily: "then I'm afraid you won't use me anymore because you think I'm useless."

"Yes, I don't have to waste people." Beiming night's face is flat. People can't hear the words without any temperature. Is he serious or joking with him.

Dongli's face suddenly collapsed, and the smile on his lips was gone. In an instant, he had a sad face: "Sir, can't you be so merciless? Anyway, it's a work-related injury. How come it's also a meritorious person? Don't abandon me, OK

Beiming night still went to one side and sat down, with no expression on his face, and said, "well, toss yourself well. If it doesn't work, I want you to delay yourself."