This guy speaks seriously and calmly. If Yang Xinyi hadn't known his virtue for a long time, she would have thought what he was saying was true.

"What the hell are you willing to divorce?" Yang Xinyi's chest was so angry that she was undulating.

"Wife, you should know how great the harm caused to me by divorce, so I firmly disagree with the divorce. If you insist on divorce, I respect your choice, but you have to compensate me for my youth loss, reputation loss, and sperm loss. I don't need much, just one billion." Ye Xiong said.

"One billion, you might as well grab it." Yang Xinyi said angrily.

"If you don't agree, then you'll stay away. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go upstairs first." Ye Xiong said, and ran upstairs.

"Shameless."

Seeing his appearance, Yang Xinyi smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth.

The next day, Ye Xiong got up at around six o'clock and went downstairs sneakily without even having breakfast.

After stealing Yang Xinyi's car keys, Ye Xiong went straight to the garage and drove away the luxury car that was more than 8 million yuan.

This is so sneaky. First, he was afraid of seeing Yang Xinyi, so she asked her for divorce. Second, this guy knew that he would borrow a car from Yang Xinyi, so she would definitely refuse. In this case, he had to steal it out first.

Today, he was determined to sell his beauty and fuck He Mengji.

Last night, he studied the information given by Luo Weiwei. It showed that He Mengji had never killed a Chinese, even in the Middle East, and she had a look at Chinese. In addition, the bomb she threatened her yesterday, she could have made it real, but she didn't, just because she was afraid of hurting the innocent.

This He Mengji is not a person like his brother He Haodong who can use any means. She can kill people, but she has her own principles.

This is also one of the reasons why Ye Xiong wants to fuck her.

Why use force to solve problems that can be solved by hues?

In the luxury car that was more than 8 million yuan, Ye Xiong's hair stood up one by one.

Given the lessons learned last time, after Ye Xiong got in the car, he first removed the eavesdropping device and then breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yang Xinyi knew that he drove her special car to pick up girls, she would have to cut him down.

This guy first went to the big shopping mall, spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a set of clothes, then went to the beauty center to wash his face, combed his hair to the point of being greasy, and then bought a pair of sunglasses, then drove to the Fuhua Hotel in a car.

After He Haodong's death, the Fuhua Hotel has become a mess of sand. The gangsters from the West and North Gang have long been disbanded. The security guards are one in the east and one in the west, and no one notices him coming in at all.

It is so sad that the money fell and scattered.

Ye Xiong found a seat to sit down. At this time, a waitress came over and asked, "Sir, what do you need to order?"

"Come on hot milk, two beef burgers..."

"Are you the Demon King in the World?" Hearing Ye Xiong's voice, the waiter almost screamed in shock.

After making a big fuss in Fuhua Hotel twice, Ye Xiong became synonymous with the devil's king in the eyes of the staff of the entire hotel, and whoever sees him is afraid.

"You recognized the wrong person. I'm here to have a meal in a hotel for the first time." Ye Xiong pushed his glasses and blocked his eyes.

The Demon King of the World, who gave me this name is too old-fashioned, Ye Xiong complained.

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." The waitress breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Sir, look mature, steady and generous, how could it be that second-rate guy?"

"Isn't it the devil king in the world? Why has he become a second-rate again?" Ye Xiong's face turned dark.

"That guy has many nicknames, such as the Demon King of the World and the Second Rate, but two of them. What other pretentious offenders? The King of Soft Rice... Anyway, there are many, and I can't count them."

Ye Xiong was covered in black lines, but he didn't expect that he was so famous in the Fuhua Hotel.

Just after breakfast, a woman walked into the door. Her outstanding temperament immediately attracted Ye Xiong's attention.

Everyone has their own aura.

Some people conquer the public with their voices, and can shock the audience as soon as they make a sound, such as the famous host.

Some people conquer their opponents with their eyes, which makes people feel scared, such as the eyes of famous stars.

Some people conquer people with their temperament.

This is the feeling of the woman in front of her.

She is not pretty and her appearance is only average, but her temperament is afraid to be underestimated.

Ye Xiong has never met such a strange woman. Her eyes seem to be able to see through everything, making people unable to escape.

He seemed to notice someone looking at him, and He Mengji's eyes fell in the direction of Ye Xiong like lightning. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been discovered long ago.

This woman is indeed not simple.

Behind He Mengji was a flat-headed young man, emitting a strong killer on his body. The murderous aura was formed after countless killings. When Ye Xiong saw him, he knew that this person was not simple.

He Mengji got off after staying in the hotel for less than an hour, and the flat-headed young man was still following him.

It was not until she got down from the building that Ye Xiong stood up and walked towards the gate.

After He Mengji came out, she drove away in a car. Ye Xiong drove a luxury car and followed slowly.

"Master, someone is following behind."

Thirteen looked at Ye Xiong's Porsche from the inverted rear mirror.

"Stop the intersection ahead and see who he is." He Mengji ordered.

The car turned a corner and stopped. Thirteen got out of the car, walked to the side of the road, and stopped Ye Xiong's car.

"Get out of the car." Thirteen knocked on the glass door.

"Brother, what advice do you have?" Ye Xiong rolled down the car window.

"It's you?"

Seeing Ye Xiong clearly, Thirteen instantly became a killer.

"Cause, you can recognize it?" Ye Xiong took off his glasses, which was incredible.

The clothes he had changed to were from rich second generation, his hair was cut, and he was wearing big sunglasses. Unexpectedly, this guy could see him immediately. It seemed that he had studied him a lot.

"We haven't settled the score with you yet, but you're automatically delivered to the door and deserve a beating." Thirteen said that, and was about to kick the car door hard.

"Stop, I'll get out of the car and fight you." Ye Xiong said quickly.

If this guy breaks the car, Yang Xinyi will fight with him.

Ye Xiong parked the car on the side of the road, straightened his clothes, and then walked towards Thirteen with a smile.

Thirteen made a fighting gesture and prepared to take action.

"Slow down." Ye Xiong shouted.

Thirteen stopped instinctively and looked at him strangely.

The guy in front of him is so different from the rumors.

The rumored person who killed He Haodong was a cruel guy who was extremely cunning.

But now it seems that the guy in front of him doesn’t look like it, but rather a bit like a rich second-generation with a smooth tongue.

If he hadn't carefully studied Ye Xiong's appearance and was more familiar with his appearance, Thirteen would have thought he had recognized the wrong person.

"Do you want to fight?" Thirteen shouted impatiently.

If this guy didn't look like a good guy, had a good temper, and had a smile on his face, Thirteen would have taken action long ago.

As the saying goes, fists don’t hit people with smiley faces.
Chapter completed!