Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 169 Target, Ning'an Village!

Ning'an Village, all the clues point to Ning'an Village, obviously that woman really wants her to go to Ning'an Village.

The culprit, four words can't help appearing in Su Xiaoxiao's mind, and her heart can't help but tremble. Could it be that everything is really caused by her?

"Interesting, there are a few more lines so soon." Lan Ziming poked his head out from behind Su Xiaoxiao, rubbed his nose and looked at the posts in the notebook with interest.

Qiu Shuoyan moved his fingers calmly, and the notebook floating in the air in a static state suddenly moved, hitting the handsome face behind Su Xiaoxiao directly.

Lan Ziming took the notebook sideways, and threw it back to Qiu Shuoyan, "Damn fox, you won't be able to compensate me for smashing my face."

With a cold snort, Qiu Shuoyan returned the notebook with a palm of spiritual power.

The two came and went, and the precious notebook was thrown back and forth like a ball by two big men.

Su Xiaoxiao was in her own thoughts just now, when she came back to her senses, she saw the notebook flashing back and forth in front of her eyes at an unbelievable speed.

Her eyesight is beyond ordinary people now, and she can vaguely see the afterimages left by the flying notebooks.

Immediately afterwards, there was a dull disintegration sound in the air, and the parts of the notebook splashed on the ground.

Su Xiaoxiao's complexion turned black immediately, she just used the notebook as a ball, and didn't even look at what time it is?
Lan Ziming can understand, why even the dead evildoers are messing around with him?

Seeing that the notebook was destroyed and Su Xiaoxiao's face was comparable to Bao Gong, the two turned around at the same time with a tacit understanding.

"Damn evildoer." Su Xiaoxiao walked around to Qiu Shuoyan, staring at him with both eyes.

"He moved first." Facing Su Xiaoxiao's staring eyes, Qiu Shuoyan turned his head away in embarrassment.

The impulsive behavior just now, even he himself found it inconceivable, he actually got angry with Lan Ziming like a child.

"Damn fox, don't the villain complain first, it's obviously you who did it first." Lan Ziming was unhappy, he turned around, and couldn't wait to throw the blame back.

"Who told you to be so close to my woman?" Qiu Shuoyan changed his normal routine, turned around and put his arm around Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and confronted Lan Ziming face to face.

Su Xiaoxiao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground, she didn't expect the dead monster to do such a naive behavior.

"The notebook is broken, what should I do now?" Su Xiaoxiao felt pain when she saw the debris all over the floor.

There is no one else who can destroy the notebook to such an extent in an instant, except the two of them. After all, no one is so boring, throwing the notebook to play.

Qiu Shuoyan walked to the desk, picked up the landline on the desk and confessed a few words.

A few minutes later, someone sent a notebook over. Different brands, different models, and different colors are the latest products just launched.
The president's office was filled with notebooks.

Su Xiaoxiao even wondered if the dead evildoer asked someone to move half of the computer city back.

After the staff who sent the computers left, a strange scene appeared. All the notebooks automatically turned on, the screens lit up, and the screens displayed were all the supernatural stickers.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling the creeps, her body instinctively leaned against Qiu Shuoyan's arms.

Are these texts just displayed?Qiu Shuoyan stared at the post on the latest notebook and frowned. He hadn't read the content about Ning'an Village yet.

In other words, this content is specially for Su Xiaoxiao to read.

"It seems that the monster really wants Xiaoxiao to go to Ning'an Village." Lan Ziming picked up a laptop, trying to see if he could shut it down.

I don't know when Lan Ziming called her from Miss Su to Xiaoxiao.

The laptop's screen flickered for a moment, and then returned to the post screen, "This is a tricky game, I don't know how much spiritual power it will take."

Lan Ziming curled his lips into a chuckle, and seemed to be interested in the spiritual art of controlling electronic equipment with spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)