How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1987 Sweet Marriage Chapter 548 Roll over so soon?

She really didn't have much energy to take care of other people and matters.

Nan Mubai was suddenly unable to close his eyes.

I've never felt so powerless.

The glaring bloodstains on her body seemed to have been carved into his eyes with a knife, and the scene in front of him seemed to be stained with blood, stimulating his desire to kill deep in his blood.

In the VIP lounge, before Bei Fanxing finished smoking a cigarette, the door was violently kicked open.

He casually flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and glanced at him lightly: "Get over so soon?"

The long finger took a white porcelain teacup, and poured him a cup of tea in a leisurely manner. The tea was already half cold, but the aroma was still strong.

"I think you may need to drink some herbal tea to reduce the fire." The tone was lukewarm, and the expression was indifferent.

The man was surrounded by a layer of sullenness and hostility. He didn't even look at the cup of tea. He walked up to him in a few steps, and unbuttoned his suit in an orderly but neat manner: "You took the initiative to hand over the removed records to me. Me, or should I do it myself and ask you to take it?"

Bei Fanxing's expression was indifferent: "It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, the really important part has not been recorded by the camera, but here..."

He pointed to his eyes, raised them and glanced at him coldly: "It's recorded. What? Are you going to gouge my eyes out?"

"Northern Brahma Walk!"

"Calm down, you weren't there when she needed you. No matter how angry you are now, it won't help. I have investigated those people, but the site where they have been collecting protection fees has been occupied by your Nan Group, blocking them It is a group of ignorant hooligans who think they have broken through the world, so they want to burn down your Nanshi Group headquarters building to give you a so-called "warning", but they just happened to meet Xiaoman With her second brother."

Turning the teacup between his fingers with his long fingers, he paused for a moment before adding meaningfully: "At least from the current evidence, this is the case."

As for the death of his bodyguard's car, he doesn't need to say much, he should have received an investigation report.

The surveillance clearly recorded that it was his bodyguards who forcibly ran the red light, which caused the collision with a truck, and they were responsible.

The owner of the truck is a foreigner, and his work, family, and interpersonal relationships are all normal, and there is nothing wrong with it.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like an accidental event superimposed by coincidence and coincidence.

Of course, it's purely just 'like'...

The soft sofa around him sagged slightly, and when he turned his head, Nan Mubai frowned, and violently tore off his tie with one hand. With great force, the three buttons on the top of the shirt were torn off abruptly, and one of them flew to the coffee table on, with a ding sound.

He leaned back on the sofa with his head up, his black eyes were deep and cold, he stared at the dazzling crystal chandelier above his head for a long while, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Those scratches on her body..."

Bei Fanxing's eyes paused, and he glanced at him in surprise: "Didn't she tell you?"

"Why do you think I'm asking you now?"

"Why do you think that if you ask me, I will tell you?"

"So you think it's better to tell me after I beat you up?"

"Don't forget that your legs haven't recovered yet. We were able to barely draw a tie before. Are you sure you can beat me now?"

(End of this chapter)