Several naked blondes screamed and got off Cruise and Kiva Singer's bodies, grabbed the sheets to cover their bodies, curled up to the corner of the bed, and looked at the intruder with trembling eyes.
The figure's eyes were filled with fear.
The person who broke in through the window was a man. This man was tall, with a face shaped like a Chinese character, tiger eyes and a hawk nose. He looked to be in his thirties. After scanning the few people in the room with his bright and substantial eyes, he finally landed on
On Cruise's face, he asked with a sneer: "Are you Cruise, the chief executive of Wilson Company?"
Under his intense gaze, Cruise felt cold all over his body. He did not bother to cover his body with anything, pointed at the man with the Chinese character face and said tremblingly: "You...who are you? Why did you break into my room?"
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Although he didn't know the identity of the person who came, he broke in through the window. He was obviously very skilled and the person who came was definitely evil. Cruise was also very smart. While talking, he made a gesture to Kiva Singer who was standing aside.
With a look in his eyes, Kivasinger had been working with him for many years and immediately understood what he meant, so he slowly stretched out a hand and touched the delicate little **** under the quilt.
The man with a square face turned a deaf ear to Cruise's questions and turned a blind eye to Kiva Singer's little moves. He sneered and waved at the frightened blondes who huddled together, telling them to get out of here.
After the blonde figured out what he meant, she breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped herself in sheets and fled in panic.
The oriental man with the Chinese character face seemed to have a strong murderous aura in him, so that several golden girls were extremely frightened. After they escaped from Cruise's room, they just wanted to leave here as quickly as possible, as far away as possible.
No one thought to call the police or anything.
"You, don't move. Raise your hands!"
The man with a square face watched several blond girls leave. Before he could turn around, he heard Kiva Singh's arrogant and proud voice behind him. He slowly turned around and found that Kiva Singh had an extra cup in his hand.
He pointed the golden little gun directly at his chest.
"Can you speak Chinese?" The man with the Chinese character face looked at Kiva Singh with strange eyes.
"Of course, Cruise and I have spent several years in China, so it's not unusual to know a little Chinese!" Kivasinger said with confidence.
"That's great!" The man with the Chinese character face grinned and said, "Since you understand our Chinese language, it will be much easier for me to do things."
"Tell me. Who are you?" Seeing that Keevasinger had "successfully controlled" the other party, Cruise wiped away his panic, calmly picked up a cigarette on the bedside, lit it, and then smoked
After a few mouthfuls, he looked coldly at the man with the Chinese character face and asked in blunt Chinese.
The man with the Chinese character face smiled and said: "You really want to know? Well, let me tell you, I am Ye Manwu's person."
"Ye Man Wu?" Cruise and Kivasinger looked at each other, both a little surprised.
Cruise asked strangely: "What did Ye Manwu ask you to do?"
The man with the Chinese character's face had a cold look in his eyes. Then he slowly released his murderous aura and said word by word: "Kill you!"
Cruise's pupils suddenly shrank. Then he laughed loudly: "Kill me? Hahaha... You should pray for your own survival! You are the killer invited by Ye Manwu, right? I forgot to tell you one thing, Ye Man
Wu may have been killed by the people I hired now! You just wait to meet in God's place."
Kiva Singh on the side said: "No, no, no. Cruise, you are wrong. Orientals don't believe in God. You should say, 'Just wait to meet at the King of Hell'!"
Cruise smiled and said: "No matter who he is, he will die today anyway!"
The two of them chatted and laughed happily, as if they regarded the man with the Chinese character in front of them as a piece of fish on the chopping board, who could be slaughtered by themselves.
The man with the Chinese character face was neither frightened nor angry. He moved his right hand slightly, and there was already a stack of white paper in his hand. On the white paper, there were densely written characters from both the United States and China.
"Mr. Cruise, before I kill you, I hope you can sign your name on this contract!" The man with the Chinese character threw the stack of white paper in front of Cruise and said calmly.
Cruise was startled. He picked up the white paper full of words and looked through it. His face became increasingly weird. Suddenly he laughed "haha" and pointed at the man with the Chinese character face and said: "Madman! You are a fucking madman."
! Then Ye Manwu is also a lunatic! Even when he is about to die, he still wants to sign such a contract with me... Damn it, once this contract is signed, I will be selling the company to a woman named Ye! Do you think I am a fool?
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The man with the Chinese character face had a mocking look in his eyes, squinting at him coldly, and said: "If you offend Ye Manwu, it proves that you are a fool! It's not up to you whether to sign this contract or not! Now I'll give you two
A choice: First, if you take the initiative to sign this contract, I can consider it
I'll give you two a good time and reward you with a whole corpse; secondly, if you refuse to sign this contract, I will throw you down from this building... Of course, before that, I have a way to make you sign this contract.
Signed...Mr. Cruise, please think about it!"
The room where Cruise currently lives is on the 33rd floor. If the man with the Chinese character had thrown them down from here and fell to the ground, their bodies would probably not be intact.
Cruise laughed angrily and said: "I will give you two choices: first, if you are willing to kneel down and call me grandpa, I will reward you; second, if you are not willing, I will also kill you."
Throw it from here!"
The man with the Chinese character face shrugged and said helplessly: "Well, it seems that I am playing the piano to a cow. Mr. Cruise, since you are unwilling to cooperate, then I have no choice but to take action!"
"Kivasinger, shoot! Kill this madman!"
As soon as the man with the Chinese character finished speaking, Cruise yelled sharply.
"flat!"
There was a gunshot, and Kiva Singh pulled the trigger of the cell phone without hesitation, and the bullets fired out of the chamber flew straight to the chest of the man with the Chinese character face.
After the gunshots were fired, what made Cruise and Kivasinger unbelievable was that the man with a Chinese-shaped face did not fall down after being shot. He still stood there as straight as a javelin, with a sarcastic sneer on his face.
One of his hands had been stretched out flatly, blocking the bullet's flight path.
The hand stretched out by the man with the Chinese character face was originally tightly clenched. Under the stunned gazes of Cruise and Kivasinger, he slowly opened his clenched palm and made a crisp "dang" sound.
There was a loud noise, and a metal object the size of a grain of rice fell to the floor. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a deformed bullet.
"His!"
Cruise and Keevasinger gasped at the same time, looking at the man with the Chinese character's face, they saw that they were looking at God.
With a fleshy palm, he actually caught the bullet fired in anger. This Chinese is definitely not a human! (To be continued...)
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