"Mr. Jiang, don't you really want to enter the box and enjoy it? I think I will meet all your requirements." Irene gasped with charming eyes, as if Jiang Yue's kneading had brought her some
It felt like the plump buttocks were rubbing between Jiang Yue's legs through his clothes.
"No rush." Jiang Yue squinted his eyes while listening to the conversation in the box.
At this time, Fang Yaling was sitting in the living room extremely unhappy, facing Ren and several CIA personnel.
"Miss Fang, please tell us where Mr. Jiang went?" Ren asked patiently.
"How do I know? If you have the ability, go find it yourself and ask me what I am doing!" Fang Yaling answered unceremoniously, seeming to be in a very bad mood. Of course, no matter who it was, no matter who it was, they would not be in a good mood if they were called up for questioning in the middle of the night.
good.
"I think Miss Fang should know our methods. Even if you don't say it, we can use some special means to make you say it. However, we don't want to do that. Please don't make it difficult for me." Renn waved his hand slightly.
, motioning to the side.
The CIA personnel on the side immediately placed a silver suitcase on the table and slowly opened it. There were many medicines and needles in it to tell Fang Yaling that even if she didn't tell them, they would still have a way to make Fang Yaling tell her.
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"Whatever, but let me remind you, if you really dare to do this, I guarantee you will regret it. Not everyone can bear Mr. Jiang's anger. It will not only be you, but also the US government. I
I don't think you know how serious the consequences will be!" Fang Yaling pulled the blanket on her body to block the spring light leaking from her sexy pajamas.
"Miss Fang, I think your threats are useless to me. No matter what the result is, I won't care. What I care about now is just where he is. If you don't tell me, then we will take some measures."
Means, I think this is not a good result for you." Renn was unmoved and stared at Fang Yaling. Even the CIA personnel on the side took out the needle and sucked out some green liquid.
Potion, looked at Fang Yaling, waiting for her answer.
"We really have no relationship with those robbers. Even if you know where he is, it will be of no use." Fang Yaling didn't understand why Renn kept looking at them.
"That's my business, Miss Fang. I'll give you one last chance to tell you where he is." Ren spoke slowly.
"Nightclub." Fang Yaling felt a little timid as she watched the CIA people approaching with needles, and then said what Jiang Yue told her.
"Nightclub?" Ren was startled, then said, "Impossible. If he really went to a nightclub, there is no need to get rid of our tracking."
"Do you like to be watched when you are having sex with a beautiful woman?" Fang Yaling sneered, "If that's true, perhaps Mr. Jiang's fame will reach new heights, and I think the click-through rate of that video will definitely increase.
More than the war on Wall Street.”
"I really want to know, with such a beautiful Miss Fang here, why would he go to the nightclub?" Renn asked doubtfully.
"I think it would be more appropriate for you to ask him this question in person!" Fang Yaling's pretty face turned pale and she said angrily, "I'm sorry, but if you know the answer to this question, please tell me by the way.
I really want to know too! Huh!"
Fang Yaling said, stood up, wrapped around the thin blanket, and put on a posture to see off guests.