Chapter 1218： Brother, who are you?

In principle, the financial client has the right to change the "business requirements".

What was said over the phone.

The boy couldn't help laughing: "It's not about money... reputation? Are you talking about reputation with pirates?... Well, if you want to tell my father, just tell me. I eat everything, but I don't eat threats. "

After saying this, he was ready to hang up again.

The phone seemed to have said something quickly.

The boy's face was solemn again, "...why? Why must her life be taken?"

Not knowing what was said over the phone, the boy slowly put down the phone.

"Little Fourth Master, what do you say over there?" All his men looked worried.

The boy sat down slowly.

His voice is very low.

"They want me to tear the little girl."

"What?" The subordinates also frowned. Maybe it was because of the influence of the teenager, or maybe the capacity was too innocuous, so when they heard that they were about to tear up the capacity, they felt a little bit unbearable.

"Little Fourth Master...you, tear it?"

The boy stood up without saying a word and walked towards the room where Rong Xueling was detained.

He kicked open the door of the room, scared Rong Xueling on the bed to sit up.

"What are you doing?"

Rong Xueling was full of complaints.

The boy locked her here. This room is much worse than the capacity room, and there is no bathroom.

She was obviously a friend of Xu Yueshan's, but the other side treated her like this, which really made her angry.

What is the fate of capacity? Even the gangsters treat her differently, just because she is the real family member?

"When are you leaving?" The boy ignored the resentment in her eyes and asked directly.

"Huh?" Rong Xueling was taken aback.

"Aren't you taking the girl away? I asked when you plan to leave?" the boy asked.

"Well, is it okay to leave at night?" Rong Xueling asked, it's daytime, and it's easy to show flaws when going back in broad daylight.

"Yes." The boy replied, then turned and left.

He ignored his subordinates in the living room, who was watching him, and went to the room with capacity.

The volume is holding the quilt, curled up on the bed, a small ball, which looks lovable.

The boy walked over and sat down by the bed.

He found that the volume was facing the window of the room, his eyes widened, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"What do you want?" the boy asked her, "Would you like to drink water?"

The amount of capacity gave the boy a sideways look.

Every time he shows up, the sure thing he must do is to let her drink water.

Please, she has no fever, okay?

"Little brother," she turned over and looked at the teenager, "what's your name?"

"You don't need to know my name, and you can't know it." The young man's face became cold a bit. "If you know my identity, I really can't let you go."

"Okay..." He buried his head in the quilt angrily.

The boy couldn't help touching her smooth black hair.

"So little brother, how old are you?" Feeling the warmth of the boy's palm, the volume raised his head again.

"Six or seven years older than you." The boy did not hide this time.

"Ah, you are not that old," the capacity eyes were shining, "you look so tall."

"You are too short, Xiaodouding." The boy couldn't help but smile.

"I'm not short!" Retorted unconvincingly, "I am the tallest in our class, my dad is taller, my mum is taller, and my aunt is taller. I will definitely be very tall in the future. of."