Chapter 647

Pedro saw him look dignified, lips slightly hook, thoughtful smile asked: "holly, this is the ultimatum?"

"Not bad!" Holly nodded and said in a deep voice: "Pedro, just because we are friends fighting together, I want to remind you that we are survived by licking blood on the edge of the knife. Women can only be used for icing on the cake. Think about it for yourself. Is it worth killing the future for a woman?"

"Holly, don't worry, I won't ruin the future for a woman..." Pedro shook his head and a meaningful smile floated on his lips.

On the contrary, her appearance is likely to help him build a bigger business empire!

Seeing that he was still smiling, Holly shook his head, sighed, dropped a "it's best" and left Pedro's farm club.

There was still silence in the club room. Pedro fiddled with the hands of the gramophone and listened to the "no, I don't regret it at all" on the vinyl record. He took a sip from his glass and hummed the French song again.

"No, I don't regret it at all. It's the same to me whether people are good or bad to me..."

Pedro closed his eyes and thought of the short moment he had whispered to her around his arm in the palace of freedom. He thought of her stiff and lovely reaction and the faint blush on her neck. His lips could not help rising slightly.

Long time no see, her reaction is still so interesting, he can't wait to meet her!

He drank the rest of the wine in the glass, put down the glass, and put his hand on the aching wound, as if only in this way could he remind himself of what he had experienced.

Holly asked him if he regretted. Of course, he would not, and he would never regret anything he had done. Feng Xun's shot was certainly powerful, but since he was not dead, he would never flinch

The Revenge of this shot, as for the seventh day of the summer, he will not give up!

"No, it's nothing. I don't regret it at all, because my life and happiness, from today on, will start all over again with you..."

Pedro sings here, originally slightly closed eyes suddenly open, a pair of green eyes in the silent night with hunting light.

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"Feng Xun, Feng Xun, where are you?" In the mist, on the seventh day of the summer, he could not see the scene around him clearly. He could only call Feng Xun in fear to find his familiar figure.

However, Feng Xun's figure never appeared. Instead, a tall figure stood in front of her.

On the seventh day of the summer, he raised his head, and when he saw someone coming, he suddenly opened his eyes in horror, and his voice trembled slightly: "Pedro, how can it be you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Pedro's lips rose slightly in the misty package that he couldn't see clearly. His voice was exactly the same as what he heard in the freedom Palace during the day.

On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't want to talk to him much. She turned around and ran. However, she didn't run two steps and ran into a man's arms. She was used to apologizing, but she heard a familiar and deep laugh. She looked up and saw that Pedro was still there. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Wait a minute. He was just behind himself. How did he suddenly appear in front of him?

"You... You get out of my way..." the seventh day of the summer pushed him hard. Looking in other directions, he saw one tall figure after another coming out of the fog.

One is Pedro, the other two are Pedro. All the men who surround her are Pedro!

How can it be like this? She must be dreaming. She must have been dazzled!

"There's only me here. Feng Xun can't save you. Where else do you want to escape?" One of them, Pedro, said with a low smile, reverberated in the mist, so frightened that she could not help covering her ears, shook her head and said, "no, it's impossible. Get out of here, get out of here."

She roared, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, only to find that it was another nightmare. When she woke up, her heart was still beating!

She took a long breath, reached for her heart and found that her back was all wet with sweat.

On the seventh day of the summer, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it. It turned out that it was more than ten o'clock in the morning. It seems that Feng Xun didn't wake her up when she left this morning!

She pushed open the bathroom door, turned on the tap and washed her face with cold water. Looking through the mirror, she was a little embarrassed because of the nightmare. She found that her face seemed to be thinner, and there was a faint black and blue color under her eyelids. She looked listless

During this period of time, the successive nightmares made her not think about herself. Recalling the strange dream just now, she could not help shaking her head and laughing bitterly in the mirror on the seventh day of the summer.

Was it yesterday in the freedom palace that I suspected that I met Pedro, so I had such a strange dream?

She didn't tell Feng Xun about it because she couldn't be sure whether Pedro appeared unconsciously or whether she had hallucinations because she was attacked by nightmares one after another?

If it is true that there are so many bodyguards, how can Pedro hide his tracks?

If it doesn't really happen, then the problem will be more serious

Early summer seven patted his forehead, dare not continue to think deeply, quickly turned on the tap, took a bath, let himself become sober.

Just after taking a bath and leaving the bathroom, the mobile phone rings. She gets through the phone, and a strange female voice comes into her ears.

"Hello, is that Mrs. Feng?"

"I am, don't know you are?" The seventh day of the summer asked suspiciously.

"I'm MEG, the female instructor employed by Rosen. I received your husband's notice this morning that I plan to visit you and communicate with you about the basic situation. I wonder if Mrs. Feng is free today?" The girl voice on the other end of the phone is neat.

On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded and replied with a smile: "it's you. I'm free today. Now I'm at home. You can come here at any time!"

"OK, I'll come here now!" MEG nodded quickly. Before the seventh day of the summer had time to ask if she had an address, MEG hung up.

The seventh day of the summer can only shrug, although did not meet with the female instructor, but just through a simple phone call, we know that the female instructor must have a unique style!

However, since it was introduced by Rosen, she had no doubt that she must have great skill!

On the seventh day of the summer, I changed into a sportswear and went downstairs. I had a simple and convenient breakfast. Just after a cup of coffee, Meg, the female instructor, arrived.