"Master, that sound just now?" He Shan was trembling and sure that she had definitely heard a child's voice just now, but she didn't see anyone.

"Oh, that little devil is in my pocket." Wen Jiu, who was in a rare good mood, explained lightly, then looked up at the two portions of rice that He Shan threw away and said to himself: "You dare to bring all the dead things. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so brave?"

As Wen Jiu looked at He Shan stiffly turned her head to look at the thing she had just thrown away. After realizing that the community was already brightly lit at this time, illuminating the thing very clearly.

Without lifting it up in one breath, he hurried to the flower bed with one hand and vomited, and his posture was quite like he wanted to spit out his internal organs.

Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows when he saw He Shan's series of actions, and thought to himself that he was praising her just now, and he really couldn't stand the praise. Looking at the wriggling maggots on the ground, Wen Jiu drew a few strokes in the air and pushed them above the maggots.

The "sizzling" sound of fried meat was accompanied by a strong rotten smell. He Shan, who had just spit out the sour water, sucked in the smell and immediately held the flower bed and started to vomit.

The crisis was relieved, and He Shan waved her hand at Wen Jiu weakly and said, "Master, I would have known that it was a dead person. I wouldn't touch it even if I beat it to death. Who would touch such a disgusting thing!"

"You!" Wen Jiutou stared at the ball of water and replied to He Shan without thinking.

"Uh" seems like this, nothing wrong. He Shan, who realized that he had really walked halfway through the bag of maggots, looked pale, and hugged the local dog's arm tightly and said, "Master, what do you mean is there in my family?"

"Yeah." Thinking of another ghost, Wen Jiu even had a tone with obvious pleasure. A ghost costs ten thousand yuan, how can it be unhappy?

He Shan, who was obviously very happy, twitched the corner of her mouth, took out a piece of paper from her bag, wiped her mouth and said, "Master, let's go quickly, my mom is at home alone!" After saying that, He Shan's legs were no longer weak, and her face just now became ashen as she thought about the affairs at home.

Wen Jiu, who had no objection, reached into his pocket and rubbed the spirit body, while yawning, thinking that he would buy a recipe for this little ghost to learn tomorrow. In fact, she wanted to tell He Shan not to be so anxious because it was too late. However, as a gentleman, Wen Jiu felt that she should not tell her this bad news.

Just like the brightly lit here, the luxurious and quiet presidential suite in Wenhua Hotel is particularly lively today, and it is not entirely lively. In addition to the large number of people, the air is more solidified than before.

Helan, who was kneeling on one knee, lowered his head and said nothing. The huge floor-to-ground display was playing a picture of the same as the science fiction movie.

Butler Xuanyuan stared at the tip of his shoes as before, setting an example as part of the air.

Bai Han and Mai Zhen's expressions were not good, but their anger was not at the man kneeling on the ground, but at some restless fleas far away from the ocean.

Xuanyuan Jimo, who was still expressionless on his face, had a smile-like curve on his mouth, and his broad palm clenched into a fist and pressed it against his chest and said, "Helan, when is the strength of sp2o22 so small? I can't even penetrate here?"

"I don't know if I go back to the head of the family." He Lan, the head of the weapons research department of the arms family, was stuck in his throat.

In fact, there was no problem with Lei Luo's p2o22 used to assassinate the boss, because at the same distance, Helan used the ordinary pistol he had grinded in Lei Luo's hand to kill Lei Luo, and the bullet also pointed at his chest and killed him with one blow.

"Boss, Huo Ran's message came." Bai Han, who had been at the scene, said in real time: "The data has come."

"So." Xuanyuan Jimo gently tapped the handrail of the sand. He never questioned Helan's strength. If there was no problem with sp2o22, the one with the problem was the two yellow papers placed on his chest at that time.

"Tsk!" Bai Han looked at the data in front of him and said nothing. He handed the computer to Mai Zhen. The latter took it without thinking, scanned the data and said to Bai Han: "Is this no different from ordinary paper? Or did you read it wrong?"

Bai Han squinted his eyes, looked at Xuanyuan Jimo's back and said, "Boss, why don't you ask Huo Ran to check again?"

"Haha, Bai Han, do you have any time you don't believe Huo Ran?" Xuanyuan Jimo stood up, and the housekeeper Xuanyuan held two yellow papers on the plate and said, "Those old guys are also starting to jump around."

"It's time to clean up." Mai Zhen nodded in agreement, and the excitement in his eyes was as fascinating as the wolf who suddenly saw a meat-like wolf after being hungry for a few days.

"What else can I do except fight?" Bai Han looked at Mai Zhen's eagerness to try, patted the back of his friend's head and curled the corners of his mouth and said to Xuanyuan Jimo: "That's just shuffled. Will cleaning up the garbage now attract a group of hungry wolves?"

"What? You vampire are still afraid?" Mai Zhen glared at Bai Han in discontently and said sarcastically.

Bai Han's eyes darkened when he heard this. The vampire? The slightly curled corners of his mouth were flattened in an instant. The gloomy aura was covered with light yellow and soft silk covering his magnificent eyes. His sitting posture was gentle and elegant, which was almost the same as the legendary vampire, except that the pair of teeth were not long enough.

"Bai Han, prepare to master all the satellite defense systems on the main house within three days. I want you to control the residence on the Internet in all aspects." After saying that, Xuanyuan Jimo took off his silver-gray custom suit and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing that the boss didn't mean to scream He Lan, Mai Zhen looked at He Lan with some gloating pleasure and said, "Young man, who laughed at me a few days ago when I was driven to Africa and became a refugee?"

Helan looked at the bright smiling face that was leaning in front of him with anger, and felt warm in his heart. He still spoke angrily: "I stayed in the African prairie every day, I thought you had been assimilated."

"What is assimilated? I, Mai Zhen, are handsome and handsome. My pink confidant can be compared with me from all over Asia, Africa and Europe. How can those savages be compared with me?" Mai Zhen replied to his friend's words disapprovingly. As if in order to prove himself, he reached out and touched his still smooth and tender face, and sighed himself: "It's so comfortable."

Bai Han, who was also infected by this smile, wanted to reach out and pinch the baby fat on Mai Zhen's face. It was strange that he was a 27-year-old adult man, and A Zhen's face was still fleshy.

Bai Han, who realized that he had thought far, coughed softly and said, "Helan is talking about your IQ." After that, he turned off the computer and continued to say, "Helan is not blamed on the boss this time, your mistake this time is enough to be fatal!"

He Lan looked up at Bai Han, and shook his head after a long time of laughter and crying: "I know." An Yi has lived for too long and has begun to believe in other people. He Lan himself felt that he was unforgivable. If something happened to the boss, he would never dare to think about it.

After washing up, Xuanyuan Jimo came out of the bathroom, grabbed the suit prepared by his housekeeper and said, "After the matter is over, you will be punished."

"Yes." Helan stood up to respond.

"Boss, do you want to invite warm wine?" Mai Zhen said to Xuanyuan Jimo eagerly. That thing was really magical. It could make the famous black market car king turn around in circles and block the bullets of p2o22. He wanted to know what else that thing could do. But the boss didn't...

Xuanyuan Jimo, who knew Mai Zhen's thoughts, had a child's painful expression flashed through his mind, and his cherry-like mouth was slightly bulging. He probably didn't even see how cute and criminal he looked.

While thinking about it, Xuanyuan Jimo couldn't help but wonder if he was a pedophile. He laughed and shook his head, "Send Hongyi to protect her secretly, and I don't want to disturb her the rest."

"Okay"? To be honest, Mai Zhen looked at Xuanyuan Jimo's face with entanglement and spoiled, thinking with some malicious intentions: I guess you will disturb her in the future!

Mai Zhen, who made a promise, didn't know that the time for his boss to disturb the warm wine would come so quickly, because at this time he was ready to vent his anger.
Chapter completed!