shock!The paranoid master Li was captured by the sinister beauty again

Chapter 107 You are fierce, you have the final say, irritable milk dog
"Tsk, it's really tough."

"See you again, kid~"

Tu Ying pressed his waist and pushed him against the wall.

The tall and muscular figure appeared beside him lightly like a ghost just now, and pulled him to the box next to him in a flash.

At this moment, he looked down at Song Hezhi whose eyes were shining when he exploded, and spoke with a little teasing.

There is no way, Song Hezhi looks like a puppy, and anyone who sees it can't help but want to bully him.

Tu Ying told herself this, then continued to pinch his waist, and said in a low voice, "How much does it cost?"

"Wh... what? How much does it cost? Who the hell are you? Don't think that being able to call the heavens and the earth is a piece of cake in this ghost place, and you dare to covet me!"

"Don't say that I'm not interested in men, and I'm even less interested in a big and strong man like you! I don't sell it!!!"

Song Hezhi struggled to kick the person in front of him away, kicking and cursing without delay.

"Pfft... what colorful things are you thinking about in your little head?"

"Who wants to buy you? I'm asking how much you want to get Miss Yunxiang's whereabouts!"

"Didn't you just discuss this? Or, when you saw me, you thought about that kind of thing?"

Tu Ying casually teased that this is the territory of the Mo family. Although the box looks safe, it is all within the monitoring range of the Mo family.

Therefore, he knew exactly what happened in the box just now and what conversations there were.

If this woman Yunxiang is really related to the Fu family, or if she is the only girl in the younger generation of the Fu family, then her use value will be very high.

Today, Mo Xiao, the Patriarch of the Mohist family, issued a very rare order that all members of the Tu Clan's killer group should keep a close eye on this woman, Yun Xiang.

The last woman that the Mo Family Master could miss was Bai Su 20 years ago.

After Bai Su's death, the Patriarch has been in seclusion until half a month ago when he suddenly heard from him.

"Ahem...Get out of here, you are all uneasy and kind, don't try to get any news about Sister Xiang out of my mouth!"

"Is this how you treat customers in the black market? I won, and I still don't take me to withdraw money!"

Song Hezhi tugged and said harshly. He looked weak, but his aura was quite intimidating.

"Tsk, okay."

"Your milk is fierce and you have the final say, I will take you here to withdraw money~"

Tu Ying pursed her lips, not feeling ashamed because she didn't get anything about Yun Xiang.

Instead, she reached out and rubbed the boy's soft hair, nodded to let him go, made way for him, and took him to withdraw money.

"..." Song Hezhi was speechless: fierce is fierce, what the hell is milk fierce?

But for the sake of Lao Tzu's winnings, I won't pick and choose faults.

Tu Ying took Song Hezhi all the way down the elevator. Song Hezhi knew about the underground city in the black market, but he had never been there before.

At this moment, he followed Tu Ying through the bustling dungeon, feeling dizzy.

But when I thought that I was going to withdraw money, I couldn't restrain my excitement.

"How far is it? Can't you swipe your card to call me?"

Song Hezhi frowned. After passing through the dungeon, he felt that the road in front of him was getting darker and less populated.

For a moment, Song Hezhi panicked. This is a black market. Could it be that he couldn't afford to lose the money, so he should be settled directly and save hundreds of millions, right?
Song Hezhi, who was full of a sense of crisis, looked at Tu Ying who was walking in front of him, and saw that the man was tall and burly with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Handsome is really handsome, and his figure is also very vigorous. At first glance, he looks like a big brother who can punch himself out of a nosebleed...

"Oh, I've sprained my ankle, or else don't go, I think it's too dark ahead and I can't see the way clearly."

"Otherwise I don't want the money I won, just return my principal to me..."

Song Hezhi felt that he was going to cry, and the hundreds of millions he finally won were returned to before liberation in an instant.

But as long as the principal is kept, at least there will be less beatings at home, and the buttocks are kept!

"No."

Tu Ying frowned, not noticing the boy's shrinking, but striding back instead, looked down at Song Hezhi who was hesitant, and sternly refused.

"Fuck! Black and white? You're too dirty. You don't want to earn a few hundred million, and you want to swallow my principal?"

Song Hezhi blew up again, and the principal would not go back, so he would have to lie in bed for ten days and a half months, okay?

Who can bear this?

Tu Ying frowned, instantly knowing that he had misunderstood, glanced at his feet, and suddenly squatted down with his back on his back: "Come up."

Song Hezhi checked his fingers, tilted his head obediently and somewhat confusedly: "Huh?"

"Didn't you sprain your ankle? Are you still afraid of the dark? I'll carry you there."

Tu Ying's tall figure was squatting in front of him at the moment, Song Hezhi looked at him and actually cared about his figure.

He stretched out his foot suddenly, and couldn't help but want to kick his ass...

But when he thinks that this is his territory, kicking his ass is fun for a while, and it's not worthwhile to be hung up and beaten in a while.

So Song Hezhi threw himself on his back in displeasure, and deliberately pressed him hard, using all his strength to push down his own weight.

Biansheng Tuying had already stood up, and continued to walk forward lightly, as if what was carried on his back was just a ball of cotton candy...

Song Hezhi lay on Tu Ying's back, and after a while, he gestured with his hands like a knife to chop off his head, cutting his head into watermelons.

After a while, he chattered there again: "The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken, don't worry about it!"

Tu Ying is a killer, so he has good hearing, so he knows that he is doing all kinds of tricks behind his back.

But he just circled the boy's thigh and continued to walk forward, the corners of his lips slowly raised...

"Well, I'm worried that I will bring you here?"

When they reached the place, Tu Ying put the person directly on the ground.

A certain person who didn't have a sprained ankle was suddenly put on the ground, and pretended to be limping and staring at him fiercely: "Is this how you treat disabled people?"

"Do you understand how to love the weak and protect the disabled?!"

A certain person was full of anger by cursing, but Tu Ying ignored it and started unlocking the advanced code directly.

Some are still projected on the blue screen in front of them, and the locks are slowly unlocked through Tu Ying's various operations.

With a strong sense of technology, Song Hezhi felt that this was beyond the level of modern technological development.

"Where are you disabled, where are you weak?"

"Oh, that's right, a brain is also a disability, and a weak body is also weak..."

After opening the door, Tu Ying did not forget to look back and tease Song Hezhi.

"I'm not weak, I'm strong, young master, why are you dragging me, it can't be some kind of living laboratory inside..."

"Damn!!! A lot of money!"

Song Hezhi was full of chatter, and Tu Ying, who didn't bother to talk to him, directly picked up his collar and threw him into the world's largest and safest "safe".

I saw that Song Hezhi's eyes were full of bright red soft girls.

He didn't bother to pretend to be lame, and ran straight into the big bed he piled up with money, and he didn't want to get up again after jumping in...

"Oh my god, this is heaven~"

"..." Tu Ying raised his eyebrows, and hooked his lips with great interest: The irritable little milk dog loves money so much?
(End of this chapter)