Old eight's mouth was almost worn out, and the other party understood.
After confirming the order, the old eight cursed: "I suspect that dongbala is mixed up like this. It's all caused by the translator. His good business was almost spoiled by him."
After complaining, old eight suddenly hit a smart one: "boss, what about the pro guard?"
Knowing that someone had kidnapped the Wei family, Mr. Wei didn't even think about it. He directly contacted the pro guard and asked them to charter a plane.
How long has it been? Did the pro guard get on the plane?
Old man Wei patted his leg: "Oh, call quickly and tell them not to come."
Unfortunately, the call was a little late. The pro guard boarded the plane in the shortest time and was on its way to Manro.
Old man Wei regretted: "Hey, how do you live here? Old eight, call dongbala and ask him to send some more tents."
"Oh! Good!"
……
After learning that the pope had "hijacked" everyone, except Jiangnan group, several other major companies were very calm. Employees ate and drank what they should eat and drink, and there was no emotional disorder.
When the Wei family guard arrived in manluo, it happened to be the next evening. Under the leadership of master Wei, the team went around the sheep pen.
The original intention of master Wei is to let the pro guards see the terrain. If there is a conflict, the pro guards of the Wei family will not fall into the disadvantage.
Yes, of course. No conflict is better.
"Here comes the death guard." The second fell and sat on the ground with his eyes straight.
The pro guard is a force raised by the Wei family in the dark. It is easy not to let them out. In the memory of the second child, the pro guard appeared three times.
The first two times were to rescue the hostages. The last time seemed to be Wanyan's wedding. He was called over and had a wedding wine.
"Second brother, this time we have more or less bad luck. The pro guards always don't keep alive."
The fourth witnessed the pro guards rescue the hostages. Where is rescue? It's like letting the kidnappers and hostages die together.
Go up for a shuttle, then dada, then boom - the hostages are gone and the kidnappers are gone.
"Ah, life, it's all life." The second man grabbed a handful of withered grass on the ground and threw it to the front: "do you think the Pope's brain was squeezed by the door? It's not good to catch who as a hostage, but to catch us?"
The old four sat beside him with a sad face: "who said no? I guess the boss is discussing how to blow us."
"As far as I know the boss, I should throw smoke first, then grenades, and then another dada. Fourth, what are you doing?" The second looked at each other in surprise.
The fourth took out his wallet from his pocket, took out his ID card and shook it: "tomorrow is the last day. Let's put our ID in our mouth and don't lose it."
"What's in your mouth? Isn't it different to put it in your pocket?" The second one doesn't understand.
"How can it be the same? What if the legs are gone?"
The second man suddenly realized: "what he said seems to be reasonable."
……
The setting sun slowly fell to the top of the mountain in a very slow manner, and the night of manluo came.
Jiang Xiaomi obviously felt Lou tianqin's difference.
He seems to have changed.
It's not change, it's convergence.
All the things floating on the surface are converged to the bone, like a sharp sword wrapped in a layer of cloth. Although it covers the edge, it can not cover the awe inspiring sharpness.
Lou tianqin sat on the chair, his fingers pounding the wooden armrest, making a clatter sound.
Jiang Xiaomi and Acheng walked carefully for fear that if the voice was loud, it would disturb him.
"What's the matter, young master?"
"I still want to ask you." Jiang Xiaomi looked back at the man in the room.
A Cheng thought, "did the Pope send food again today?"
Jiang Xiaomi hesitated for a moment: "it seems so. What's the matter?"
"Just ask."
In manluo's days, it was almost Pu Shixun who was busy alone, and Lou tianqin enjoyed his success.
However, where everyone could not see, Lou tianqin seemed to be holding back a big move.
What's this trick? No one knows.
Lou tianqin didn't go to dinner. Jiang Xiaomi filled a bowl of rice with some meat and vegetables. She quietly brought them up. She saw Lou tianqin sitting there motionless. Jiang Xiaomi thought about it and simply put the food at the door.
"You remember to eat!"
Lou tianqin twisted his fingers and looked calmly ahead without answering her.
Before long, the cell phone next to me rang.
"Hello? How's it going?" Lou tianqin asked coldly.
Wanyan Jiatai, who was far away in East Asia, held the phone excitedly: "Xudong has negotiated the price with the Nordic, and the Nordic promised not to cooperate with Pope Manro."
Park Shixun is in the Ming Dynasty and Lou tianqin is in the dark.
This is the real two pronged approach. This operation not only broke the Pope's reputation, but also his future life.
Lou tianqin finally showed a long lost smile.
"OK, I see."
Wanyan Jiatai asked, "boss, when will you be back?"
"It should be fast, the day after tomorrow at the latest."
After hanging up, Lou tianqin glanced at the food at the door, and the man stood up on the handrail.
"Little paparazzi, bring a glass of water." Lou tianqin shouted in the room.
After a while, he heard the trampling sound of the stairs. Jiang Xiaomi handed over the half cup of water, with a surprise on his small face: "how are you?"
Lou tianqin raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "what do you mean by me?"
Jiang Xiaomi pursed his lips and his eyes were full of worry: "you've been in a daze all day. Ah Cheng and I are scared."
Lou tianqin raised his glass and took two drinks. Then he looked at her with a funny face and asked, "where are you scared?"
"You touch it, my heart is several times faster than usual."
Lou tianqin put down his water glass and reached for it, but he didn't touch his heart at all, but went all the way down. Jiang Xiaomi said, "what are you doing? Is that the heart?"
The evil Lou tianqin is back again.
Lou tianqin hooked his finger and motioned Jiang Xiaomi to get closer.
Jiang Xiaomi covers his heart and dislikes full.
She won't be fooled.
Lou tianqin leaned forward: "call me dad, I'll tell you a secret."
Jiang Xiaomi sneered: "do you think I'm stupid? I've seen this passage, okay?"
As long as he called his father, Lou tianqin would definitely reply to her: you are not my own.
Lou tianqin shook his finger: "I promise, it's not what you think!"
Jiang Xiaomi said suspiciously, "there are other answers?"
"Don't you always complain that I don't do anything in mano? Call me dad and I'll tell you what I've done these days."
Jiang Xiaomi looked up and down at him. It was dark and the oil lamp in the room gave out a faint light. Lou tianqin was in it, his facial features were blurred and looked a little unreal.
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