Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

"Miss!~" Garfield raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously. book>

"Do you have any extra weapons?" She didn't have time to bring her Tutu gun and dagger with her, and without weapons to defend herself, it was not a wise choice to break into a seemingly dangerous area alone, and she really didn't come to ask for trouble. Lah, but it doesn't mean she lacks the most basic security awareness.

Garfield slapped his head, remembered something, and then rummaged in the car, "If you don't mention it, I almost forgot about it, the boss ordered something for you just arrived not long ago,"

After finishing speaking, he dug out a black lacquered wooden box and handed it over, seeing that it looked ordinary and unremarkable.

Xia Qing held the steering wheel with one hand, opened it and glanced, there was a gun and a saber inside, the model was unknown, and it was a whole circle smaller than the ones she usually used, but it fit surprisingly well in her hand , the edges and corners of the gun fit perfectly with her soft palm. [

As soon as Xia Qing grasped the gun, a strange feeling flashed through her mind, as if it was a part naturally born from her hand, the size and weight were all right, and she liked it in her heart. It was cuter than the previous one. I like the Tutu gun even more.

The saber is sharpened, and the handle is covered with a layer of soft material, which is soft and comfortable. The blade is cold and flashes with cold light. It is also equipped with a soft leather case, which can be worn anywhere on the body without having to Worried about scratching yourself.

"It should have been given to you by the boss himself." Garfield shook his head regretfully, feeling a little uneasy. This was originally a good opportunity for the boss.

"Oh." Xia Qing originally wanted to say, I will return him when I'm done using it, and I won't take her things, but who knows that the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them out.

The overflowing thing in the chest seems to be—moved?

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The ancient castle of the Long family was finally built with the painstaking efforts of five generations of the Long family, and it has been polished and perfected over time.

Today, it is not only a residence, but also a symbol of immortality. It is proud of independence and has a pivotal position in Singapore and even in the whole of Asia.

The Long family, a mafia family that rules one side, believes in the principle of the weak and the strong, and strictly restrains the descendants. Each generation of patriarchs is the best one among the descendants. More than two-thirds of the approval can succeed to the throne.

The patriarch has great power. He has the power to kill and kill the Long family. Once he becomes the patriarch, he will automatically have complete judgment. No matter whether the decision is right or wrong, the Long family must abide by it and spare no effort to implement it. , no matter how difficult it is, no matter how hard the Long family is, they will not hesitate.

Strict family traditions made the Long family quickly rank among the first-class mafia families, and the expansion was extremely fast. Branches were established throughout Asia, and they were handed over to the family owner's lineage for management, which was used as the assessment standard every few years.

The one who continues to lead will become the next head of the Long family, and their future status in the Long family will be determined according to the ranking. Bleak 