Chapter 127

"I've never had much patience. I'll give you ten seconds to consider." Yeling's voice was as cold as a knife, "either kneel down or die."

Five seconds passed.

At this moment, Yeling's mobile phone rings.

He looked at the caller ID.

The Little Princess.

Yeling took his cell phone and answered the phone. All the bosses were stunned. At this critical moment, do you answer the phone?

You answer the phone?

Zhong ran was also stunned.

At this critical moment, why don't you answer the phone?

Ten seconds later, shall we shoot.

Dizzy!!!!

In this case, the emperor Lao Tzu's phone should not be answered.

You obviously don't want them to die, just want them to kneel, but ten seconds later, in case they are still hard, wouldn't it hurt your dignity if we didn't shoot.

Zhong ran followed Yeling for so many years, and it was the first time to encounter this situation.

I answered the phone at all times.

It's a fool.

"What is it?"

Shen Qianshu, "I want to kill."

Yeling raised her eyebrows. Ten seconds later, all the leaders in the conference room fell to their knees.

This night Ling is answering the phone. No one knows whether the people behind him will shoot. He doesn't know for sure. Death is always the most feared thing.

Yeling, "don't be impulsive."

Shen Qianshu, "don't talk nonsense. I need people."

Shen Qianshu thought Ye Ling wanted to persuade her. Ye Ling said faintly, "Ah Da is in China. If there is anything, let him do it. If there is any pot, let him carry it. Don't do it yourself. He will contact you immediately."

Everyone, "..."

Dashao, if you treat ADA like this, he will cry.

Yeling paused, "dirty!"

Zhong ran was stunned.

Dirty?

I don't want Shen Qianshu to kill because it's dirty.

Young man, you are really mindless.

He once again reshaped the three outlooks.

Love Ah Da for a second.

What's the matter with this feeling of spoiling the sky?

He must be blind.

Zhong ran quickly contacted ADA and asked him to find Shen Qianshu.

Zhong ran thought, Miss Shen's influence on the eldest young master is really... Unusual.

Yang Xiaohua and the man didn't have a house in city a, so they rented a rental house. The house was not big or small, more than 90 square meters, and it was messy. The young master of children's painting hated it so much that his eyebrows were hanging up, and he had already painted a villain in in his heart and beaten Yang Xiaohua violently 18 times.

The house sent out a smell of mildew. In those days, he, Shen Qianshu and Lin Xiaojuan were crowded in a room of more than 50 square meters. They were not so messy, the garbage was not cleaned up, and the sofa was so dirty that it seemed that they had not washed it for several years.

Yang Xiaohua and the man stood in the room and looked at him pleasantly. The children's painting had calmed down. After all, it was a little movie king. He was good at acting. He didn't cry or make trouble. Except for a little young master's temper, he looked quite good.

He supported the windowsill, sat on it, swayed his legs, and a murderous look passed in his eyes.

When he was kidnapped for no reason, he didn't have such a great hatred and murderous spirit in his heart.

relatives?

To his blood relatives.

Even if his mother crawled out of the coffin, he would only recognize Shen Qianshu.

His life was bought by Shen Qianshu.

Yang Xiaohua looked at him very pleasantly and gave him an ice cream. The children's painting looked at the sugar cone keaido with disgust and took it. He didn't intend to have a hard time with keaido. He licked the ice cream and cocked his legs.

He is a child made up of powder and jade, and his screen image is also a good baby, which is very distressing. Even if he has just seen his violence and cunning, in the eyes of adults, children are always children, and Yang Xiaohua doesn't pay attention to him at all.

"Tong Hua, I'm your aunt. I won't hurt you." Yang Xiaohua said.