The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

[Brother, wait for me a little longer, I will pick you up in a while. ]

Jiang Bo resisted the little bitterness in his heart, smiled at him, turned around, and walked directly to the lower floor of the main hall.

He had to deliver Lin Nuanxi to Ling Huaxi safely, so that he could rest assured.

At least, that way the guy wouldn't blame him for not taking good care of her in Tibet.

Jiang Bo smiled helplessly, but he didn't notice a large group of people following him and planning to attack him.

The leader, a big man in a black Tibetan robe, looked at Jiang Bo's back with a fierce look in his eyes.If it wasn't for him, so many of his little brothers wouldn't have died tragically!

A pair of bright and sharp knives reflected the sharp and cold white light, Jiang Bo realized something, turned around suddenly, raised his hand and pulled the gun in his hand——

……

A black helicopter hovered over the top floor of the Potala Palace. Before the helicopter stabilized, Beitang Yaori jumped off and ran directly inside.

Xishao Siming followed closely behind, with an unhappy expression on his face——

[Damn it, Huaxi ran to Tibet alone without even telling me about such a dangerous matter, and he must be taught a lesson when he returns! ]

Of course, Xishao Siming had already thought about the content of Ling Huaxi's "punishment".

The corner of his mouth curled into an ambiguous and beautiful arc, Xi Shao Si ordered to equip the gun in his hand.

[There must be a price to pay for using the elite of my Dragon King Society. ]

As soon as he ran into the main hall, Beitang Yaori saw the bloody corpses in front of him.Clenching his fist hard, Beitang Yaori ran towards the upstairs.

In the main hall on the second floor, there are big Tibetan men lying in disorder, with bloody marks all over their bodies from knife cuts and bullets.

In the blood-smelling air, there was a sweet smell of tobacco.

At the front, Jiang Bo, who was resting in front of the big pillar, was in a mess, and the knife in his hand was still dripping with fresh blood.Taking a puff of cigarette leisurely, Jiang Bo Junyi had his usual smile on his face.

[Jiang Bo, where is Nuanxi! ]

The familiar voice reached Jiang Bo's ears through the corridor full of corpses, and only then did his dull body react.

It's Yaori!

Raising his head, Jiang Bo looked at Beitang Yaori who was standing far in front of him, the bottom of his beautiful black eyes was full of softness.

[I knew you would come. ] In the lazy and elegant voice, there is a thick and hoarse voice.

Beitang Yaori paused, and walked towards Jiang Bo.

[Okay, don't step on these disgusting corpses, hurry to find Lin Nuanxi. ]

His footsteps were stopped by Jiang Bo's voice of rejection.

[Let a person who loves you cry for you, Yao Ri, you really suck at being a boyfriend. ] In Jiang Bo's tone, there was a trace of helpless pampering, but there was a bitter feeling of great tolerance.

Jiang Bo restrained his trembling hands, tried to make himself look more natural, and took another drag on the cigarette.

The smoke filled with the man who stood far in front of him and made his whole world go crazy, Beitang Yaori.

[Love her well, go find her! ]

[…]

[It's time to give an explanation to Nuanxi, and to give an end to Murong Qiangwei. ]

[…]

[Yao Ri, you are not wrong. ]

Jiang Bo raised his head and looked at Beitang Yaori, smiling very richly and beautifully!

[ Are you okay by yourself? ]

[Just kidding, I'm Jiang Bo! ]