"I heard that you and the Demon Lord are lovers. I would like to inquire on behalf of Elder Fu Qingyang whether the Demon Lord has given you a key fragment of the Yuhuaxianmen's treasure house?"

The atmosphere at the banquet fell into an eerie silence.

Sean and Osido looked at each other, their eyes full of: This kid is tired of living? Otherwise, why would he dance ballet in a minefield?

Everyone in Tianpu knows that Miss Chris hates hearing the word "Demon Lord" mentioned the most. The Demon Lord's romantic and lustful behavior made Chris extremely disappointed. When she and Winnie were jealous, she was imprisoned by the headquarters for a month.

, the devil did not visit the two lovers, nor did he learn a lesson, he turned around and plunged into Donna's body, and went to Wushan with her, where the evening and morning were covered with hoarfrost.

After being "released from prison", Chris broke up with the Demon Lord, and because of love and hatred, she could no longer hear the word "Devil Lord".

"Wake up, wake up"

In a daze, Zhang Yuanqing felt someone pushing him. When he opened his eyes, he felt his head was dizzy and he felt like he was in pain after a hangover.

"Minister Sean." He looked at the middle-aged man with short blond hair in front of him, and then at the dining table with messy cups and plates, and suddenly remembered that he was eating with Miss Chrissy.

Did you drink too much? Fall asleep?

"Did I drink too much?" Zhang Yuanqing's mind was not clear enough.

"You were knocked unconscious by the eldest lady." Sean Meade looked at him sideways.

"Did the eldest lady finally answer my question?" Zhang Yuanqing asked reluctantly. As he spoke, he reached out and touched the back of his head and felt a swollen bump.

Tsk, what a heavy blow!

"What do you think?" Sean Med looked at him expressionlessly, with a hint of pity in his eyes: "Don't mention the Demon Lord in front of the eldest lady. You know, the Siren is arrogant and irritable, and it is difficult to control himself.

temper."

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It seems that the key fragment of the Demon Lord is not in Chris' possession, so it is most likely in the hands of Winifred Elena. Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart that the beating was worth it.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing took Sean Meade's car back to the bank building, went into his room, and then used his star escape technique to reach Guan Ya's bedroom.

Guan Ya was wearing white training clothes, sitting cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the meaning of the sword.

"Today's dinner was not pleasant." Zhang Yuanqing told her about being knocked unconscious.

After hearing this, Guan Ya opened her eyes and said with a smile:

"This is a normal woman. I don't understand what those women who have been abandoned by the Demon Lord from beginning to end, but still miss them, are thinking. However, the Demon Lord is a lucky person, and his peach blossoms are strong and have not condensed into peach blossoms.

Otherwise, with his style, he would have died at the hands of a woman."

In his tone, he was very disdainful and contemptuous of people like Demon Lord, who had a chaotic relationship between men and women.

"How was your dinner today?" Zhang Yuanqing sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the Scorpio doll.

Guan Ya shook her head: "It's not very pleasant. Fu Xue's friend has inexplicable hostility towards me. He talks like a gun and a stick. He is obviously an ordinary person, but he is so confident. He seems to look down on me."

"Oh!" Zhang Yuanqing asked casually, not interested in his mother-in-law and her friends.

After Guan Ya complained, he added: "Fu Xue is here to discuss business. He wants to sign a contract with the Tianpu branch, set up a factory in New York County, and deliver institutional weapons to the lawful organizations in the second district. What do you think about this?

Please help me."

Business instinct is not difficult to talk about, but if the boyfriend can come forward, the cooperation will be promoted faster and more efficiently. After all, Jumang's reputation in New York County is already second only to the Lord.

"I will talk to Sean Meade tomorrow." Zhang Yuanqing nodded in agreement. He is also a shareholder of the Machinery Manufacturing R&D Company.

He stayed in Guan Ya's room for half an hour and said:

"I'm going out for a while."

He wants to see the president and report on his recent work.

Isle of Man, a five-star hotel.

In the luxurious suite, Chen Shu, who had just taken a shower, was wearing light-colored pajamas and standing by the window blowing her hair.

Amidst the slight noise of the hair dryer, a voice came from behind:

"Why did you come to New York County?"

A man wearing shit-yellow pajamas and a silver mask sat lazily on the bedside.

Chen Shu didn't look back, as if she had anticipated his arrival, and she didn't answer, just blowing her hair.

After a few minutes, her hair was dry. She put down the hair dryer, opened the refrigerator in the bedroom, and opened two cans of beer. "Motoko has come to New York County. I want to see him. Sooner or later, he will know those things."

The man took the can of beer and said with a smile:

"It's not necessary. He already knows the identity of the speaker in Jishi Society and Zhang Tianshi's back-up plan for the resurrection."

Chen Shu frowned: "That's not what I mean."

"You can't tell him what you want to say now, unless you want him to die. But I want to remind you that Motoko has already used the Mother Goddess' womb once and cannot be resurrected again." The man said solemnly.

Chen Shu was silent for a moment and nodded.

The man smiled and said, "Why are you calling me? My dear sister!"

Chen Shu spoke in a low tone: "Abe Marshall has lost contact!"
Chapter completed!