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Chapter Three Thousand and Nineteen Unruly(2/2)

"Originally, I wanted to thank her properly and promise her that the danger in Pakistan has been lifted and there will be no more danger of dirty bombs."

"But she insists on going back with a dirty bomb to achieve meritorious service."

"Qiqi disappeared at the Tulip Restaurant, and she didn't even bother calling the police. The red lady has been doing evil for so long because of the Pakistani government."

"They found the person for me, the Eight-faced Buddha and I resolved the crisis, and everyone was settled."

"In the end, they forced me to get a dirty bomb, and they also used the death of 3,000 people to pressure me."

"Tell me, isn't she looking for abuse?"

"And she even threatened me with a needle hidden in the cotton. If I didn't give her this dirty bomb, she would still hate me and fight against me."

"For such a master who is ambitious and powerful and can become an enemy at any time, either kill her or make her surrender."

"It would be a pity to kill her, and rescuing Qiqi was somewhat successful, so I decided to let her join me."

"At the same time, I plan to teach her a lesson to let her know the dangers of the world, and also let her know what it means to make a comeback against the wind."

Thinking of the cold-blooded and smooth-hearted Benara, Ye Fan's lips curled up in amusement.

Song Hongyan also put her arms around Ye Fan's waist, her fingers lingering on his tenderest waist:

"Although you provoked her into fighting with the Jin family tonight, you also forced her to agree to owe you a favor."

"But there is still a long way to go before we can conquer her."

"Both her character and her achievements show that she is an unruly and fierce horse."

"How are you going to ride this horse?"

Song Hongyan's voice was soft: "To convince people with virtue, or to show off your power?"

Ye Fan bit the woman's ear and said: "The ancient road is enough to warm the intestines!"

Song Hongyan pinched Ye Fan's waist and smiled sweetly: "Which ancient road is so hot?"

The smile is as beautiful as a flower.

Ye Fan responded quickly: "The ancient way of being warm means treating people sincerely. I am ready to impress her with my enthusiasm."

Song Hongyan exhaled like blue: "How hot is it?"
Chapter completed!
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