A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

A house hidden in the woods?

Still set a trap?

Trying to explore?

What, what and what!

He sent people to follow the crippled man to monitor, to monitor the guy who was usually quiet but suddenly moved now, what kind of purpose was hidden, and what kind of conspiracy was hidden behind it.It's not for people to accompany his young master on a treasure hunt!

It's good now, I can't get in touch.

"Do you know why you can't get in touch? What is the reason? Was it discovered by someone, or..." Dead? !

Nothing more than these two possibilities.

But compared to the former, he hoped for the latter possibility more.

Although it is much more cruel than the previous possibility, in fact, the cruel kind is the best ending for him or the person who lost contact.

"Currently...can't confirm yet."

Under the strong pressure from the top of his head, the man in gray bite the bullet and reported word by word, but he also thought over every word before he dared to shake out the news he knew: "I, I got this After hearing the news, people immediately went to that place to track and verify. However, it seems that someone has cleaned up there, and it was very clean, and there was no good trace at all. And the tracking of the missing person was first, and also by People have moved their hands and feet, and there is no way to verify it. Right now, right now, I'm afraid the only way is to wait..."

If he could, he really wanted to just finish the good news before and run away immediately, instead of being here, with such a strong oppressive force, and his boss who is unpredictable and cruel, Reporting this kind of news could easily involve his damn bad news.

But everything was not as expected, and such news happened, and he had to report it to him.

Not even a scapegoat.

Just when the gray-clothed man was complaining and crying in his heart, his domineering kick, with the wind of his legs, accompanied by a strong force, slammed towards her heart viciously——

"Ah! Hmm..."

As soon as the cry of pain came out of his lips, he bit his lips tightly, and turned into a painful murmur, and forced it out.

The gray-clothed man had expected it, but was not prepared for it, and firmly received Quan Leng's furious kick.

He raised his head in fear. Although there was resentment in his heart, he still looked at Quan Leng respectfully on his face, opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath, and replaced his constricted lungs with fresh air. At the same time, he stumbled again. Opened the mouth, did not beg for mercy, but called out in a low voice: "Boss, calm down."

"Hmph, idiots, a bunch of idiots!"

He spent a lot of money to train them, and the result?

The result is that in recent years, they have made mistakes one after another, unable to complete the task every time, and half of them are placed in the hands of the Bo family and the people of the temple.How could he suppress the anger in his heart? !

Look, how many days are there before the order given to him?

Now it's not counting the days, it's counting the hours.

They didn't have time to plan anything, but at this moment, they told him that the top tracking expert he had cultivated with a lot of money would... disappear because of the confidant of a crippled young master? !