After saying this, Jill Qingong directly connected the phone. This made Sinawa Yueli even more interested in Su Xiaoan. What kind of person can make even the boss of the mafia unwilling to do it?
, this matter is really strange.
Thinking of this, Sinawa Yueli fell into deep contemplation. At this moment, Aoying coughed softly, as if he had something to say.
"What's wrong? Ao Ying?" Sinawa Yueli frowned and looked at Ao Ying who was hesitant to speak, and then said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me as soon as possible."
"Uh... Master, 'Xiu Fa' is back." Ao Ying knew that 'Xiu Fa' was back when Sinawa Yueli just called, but he never had time to inform Sinawa Yueli. Now
Sinawa Yueli seemed to have nothing to do, so Ao Ying reminded him.
"Oh." Sinawa Yueli responded, then took out some of the materials on the table and threw them to Yao Ying and said, "Give these things to the fat man and let him deal with the three little devils by himself." This kind of thing.
If the fat man can't do things that even useless people can do, there is really no need for him to be his subordinate.
It's really embarrassing. All I do is go out with other big players to pretend to be B all day long. It's really useless at all.
"Master, don't you plan to meet Xiufa?" In any case, Sinava Yueli's grandfather had some friendship with him, so it seems a bit inappropriate to do this.
"What's so nice about that kind of fat guy?" Sinawa Yueli raised his eyebrows, as if he was very unhappy. "Just give him something and make it clean."
"It's the master." After saying that, Aoying took the things and walked out. Sinawa Yueli continued to lie on the sofa. Why are there so many stupid people around him? It really makes a very smart person like him live.
It's really not too easy.
Thinking of this, Sinawa Yueli planned to close his eyes and take a nap, waiting until the fat bald man solved Su Xiaoan's babies. But before Sinawa Yueli's eyes could close together, there was a scream,
In addition, the sound of heavy footsteps came towards him.
If he hadn't seen a fat man wearing a pink plaid shirt running over not far away, if he hadn't looked at his iconic bald head, maybe Sinawa Yueli would have drawn his gun right now.
I have to say that the gun I carry with me was obtained from someone else. I heard that this person can find the most precise parts from various mechanical guns, and then accurately make the best gun in this batch.
A handful to use.
The pistol in my hand was naturally made by that person, but no one knows who she is, whether she is black or white. But the only thing that is known is that she is a woman, and no one knows how old she is.
I know, because she often changes her voice into a child's voice of a few years old. The only thing that can be distinguished is probably a woman's voice.
"Brother! Big brother! You can't do this! You can't do this!" The fat bald man started shouting before he could reach Sinawa Yueli, "You absolutely can't do this!"
Seeing the appearance of the fat bald man, Sinawa Yueli became interested in what he said for the first time.