Winter Tibetan gloomy glanced at the opposite father and son. His eyes leaped with fierce light, and his body exuded an unbeatable killing. It was actually a flustered look. Can not help but slightly tilt back, as far as possible to open the distance with winter.
In the heart of the fox, Dong Zang is like a madman without a moral bottom line. It is possible to show sharp fangs at any time!
"What are you doing?" Winter hides and squints at the father and son, and his face is ugly. "He has done so many things in secret, but you are completely ignorant?"
Linghu singled out a cigarette with a blank expression, and said: "We are not a locust in his stomach. It is impossible to understand everything he has done. Moreover, this is not within the scope of our work."
Winter Tibetan suddenly sat up and saw the fierce light: "So you think I should reflect on myself?"
"I didn't say that." Linghu alone still has the temperament of the older generation. Even if the winter eyes are sharp and full of killing, he just understates all of this.
"I see you more and more back in the past year! Northeast King!" Winter Tibetan shouted.
Xinao Village is a miraculous outburst, leaving Dongzang a big face with no light. In addition, Xiao Zhengyi was humiliated at the symposium. Dong Zang has already regarded Xiao Zheng as a murderer. In fact, in public and private, he has enough reason to kill Xiao Zheng.
If it is not the time, Dong Zang will not wait for even a minute!
In his world, the best way to destroy an enemy is to take off the enemy's head. Just like treating Changyishan.
After a brief silence, Linghu analyzed from a professional perspective: "The success of Xinao Village is only temporary. Soon, the Lin Group will act. Even if it is only a low-key implementation, relying on the terrorist channels of the Lin Group, It will also successfully suppress the development momentum of Xinao Village."
"He has become the village head!" Winter Tibetan shouted. "You talked to me about the size of the village?"
"The established facts cannot be changed. What we can do is to change the development track." Linghu is not humble.
Winter Tibet is about to attack. There was a mild and terrifying voice coming out of the door.
This is a sound that seems to come from outside the sky, as if it is ringing in the ear. Suddenly, it is unpredictable.
At the moment when I heard the sound, the fox and father, including the winter collector, stood up from the sofa. Looked at the door of the living room.
Who is the comer?
Why is it so prudent for the arrogant winter collection? Who else can make the Northeast Wang Linghu alone and awe?
Be aware that even in the face of the mysterious winter, he maintains the pride and dignity of the strong.
Linghuzhu was the only uninformed person among the three. When he realized that his father had taken an unprecedented fear, he looked at the door with great curiosity.
That is a woman.
The black hair is not bound by any restraint, and it is soft and draped behind it. It seems to be messy, but it falls like a waterfall. On her vaguely beautiful face, she only had a glamorous red on her lips. shocking.
She was wrapped in a purple cheongsam. Although the curve is exquisite, the bumps are good. But the fox bamboo does not dare to take a look. Because whether it is the Shangyao he has contacted, or the honesty of Dongbijun. Can't compare with this woman in front of me.
She is like a woman who should not exist. Stepping on the calm steps, slowly came to the living room.
The fox bamboo was slightly lifted and stunned. He found that the woman's eyebrows had a reddish mark. It is half moon shaped. Like a birthmark, it is like a beggar. Not big, if you don't look carefully, it's even easy to ignore. It is such a mark that is the crowning touch on the woman's face.
She must be a beautiful woman. Beauty has blurred the face.
She is also a very temperament woman. Such as the Republic of China, like a Jiangnan woman.
In the end, she was a woman who made Dong Zang and Ling Hu the only fear and even taboo.
Because she is the golden of autumn.
autumn harvest!
"Sister." Winter hides slightly down, and the tone is respectful. "How come you?"
"If you don't come again, the fox predecessors should be irritated by you." A faint smile appeared on the face of the autumn harvest. Then turn to Linghu. The voice is very magnetic. "Predecessors. I apologize to you on behalf of Dong Zang."
"Missy is not polite." Linghu was respectful. "Little Master is in a hurry, but also to complete the task as soon as possible. Everyone can understand."
The autumn harvest gently nodded and was no longer a guest. The scarlet lips are slightly upturned, sticking out a white, silky arm, and the fingers are scarlet, like the hands of the devil. Handed to the front of the fox bamboo.
"Lake the fox?" smiled after the autumn.
She is laughing. But in that smile, there is the temperament of the world. I dare not refuse.
"Hello Miss Da." The fox bamboo bends slightly, and when it touches the hand, it only feels that the white palm of the autumn harvest is cold and biting. It’s like ice.
"I can't be a big man." The autumn harvest smiled.
Linghuzhu did not even dare.
After hitting the face, the autumn harvest signaled everyone to be seated. Then, Dong Zang personally made a pot of tea for her. Then half of the **** sits on the sofa. An attitude of being humbly taught. I saw the fox stunned.
What kind of temper in winter, in the recent frequent contact, the fox bamboo is clear. In his eyes, Dong Zang is simply a big devil, and he does not put anyone in his eyes. In front of Missy, but as if it were a primary school student, it would be no better to be humble.
And by the name of the father, one is Missy, one is a young master. In theory, they should be a family. But Dong Zang is calling him a sister.
That is to say, winter Tibetan is very likely to be the righteous brother of Missy!
But even so, Dong Zang does not have to be so mean. Unless, Missy has immeasurable energy!
This point, the fox bamboo has no doubt.
Just because Missy inadvertently revealed the momentum, it is enough to shake the first few of the northeast of the fox bamboo to the atmosphere!
In the autumn, the scarlet lips took a sip of tea and lifted up the unfathomable beauty. He said slowly: "Predecessors. You will do things directly afterwards. You don't have to report to Dongzang."
The only thing that Linghu heard was that he shook his head gently: "Communication is still necessary."
Some attitudes, he can show. Because he has this capital. But there are things that he has to do. Because he has no ability to resist.
"I said no. I don't need it." The autumn harvest slowly put down the teacup, and the eyebrows were actually with a looming smile.
Linghu was the only one who heard the words, and his heart was inexplicably a sense of powerlessness and frustration.
But soon, he recovered his mind, but just nodded and said: "Yes. Missy."
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