The flying man leaned over and used a knife to cut open his coat, fearing that he might play some tricks. After taking out his cell phone, he flipped through the [photo album] with disposable gloves.
"Master Ze." After the flying man retrieved the photo, he quickly printed it out with a precision instrument...
"Shit!" Moser cursed, holding the photo tightly in his hand.
"I was really ordered by someone! I just came to see if the plan succeeded... I didn't expect... I just injured this lady's arm..."
"From what you said, do you want my baby's life?" Moser glanced coldly at the man kneeling on the ground, playing with a pistol in his hand.
"No...no! I don't dare! Lord Ze, please forgive me, please forgive me!" The man begged for mercy.
Mosze said nothing, his arms tightly protecting Ning Xin in his arms. Anyone who touches his treasure will either die or be disabled!
The flying man knew how to deal with it, and the two men in suits quickly took the man who was chattering and begging for mercy away!
"Hey - Ian, what did you say in that man's ear just now?" Ning Xin was very curious. She didn't expect that Ian's words could make the man turn pale with fright...so scared that his legs were weak!
"Yes, I also want to know, what did you say?" Ye Annuan was also extremely curious.
"Ze asked me to tell that man that if he doesn't recruit her from the real side, let him taste what it's like to have a beautiful woman but not be able to hold her!" The meaning of the words made Ning Xin and An Nuan burst into laughter...
That means... let him be a eunuch!
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In the hotel, Mosze stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the beautiful night view from high to the distance...
He took his mobile phone and dialed the number of Pliers: "Secretly arrest Huang Silian in the gang and put him in the underground prison."
The pliers were in a fog, but when I received a call from Moser, I didn’t dare to feel sleepy anymore, and immediately became energetic!
After receiving the order from Mosze, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied: "Yes, Master Ze, please don't worry, I will definitely get this done!"
Ning Xin wiped her wet hair and walked out of the bathroom wearing Fatty Lan's pajamas, "Well——"
She touched her arm when she was arguing with Ze just now, and the slight stinging sensation made her frown. In addition, her arm was stained with water, and there were red marks on the gauze...
"Come here!" Mosze was slightly unhappy. His deep eyes had just glanced at her arm. When he saw the blood seeping out slightly, he frowned in distress, his tone slightly unhappy.
"Come here, come here, no matter what!" Ning Xin pouted unhappily, she is a patient!
"There's really nothing I can do about you!" He hugged her and sat on the sofa, gently untying the gauze on her arm circle by circle...
"Be careful next time you take a shower. What if the wound gets infected?" His tone was doting, but his facial expression was serious.
Ning Xin suddenly laughed...the silvery laughter puzzled Moser.
"What are you laughing at?" Moser asked, but his eyes were still fixed on her wound.
Ning Xin answered with a smile. Although the wound was very painful, she did not show it on her face. She still had a beautiful smile on her lips: "If the trapeze artist and the pliers saw such a scene, would they laugh at you?
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He moved his gaze from the gauze to her stunning face. Ning Xin smiled sweetly at Mosze, leaned over and kissed his cheek: "Thank you..."
"Is this how you express your gratitude? Honey, this is so insincere!" Can you just say thank you with a kiss on the cheek?