CEO, Hold On A Moment

"Oh?"

Nanming stopped.

After a long time, he turned back to look at it.

"I almost forgot You have a purpose in saving me Nanming nodded thoughtfully, as if he thought of it. Because of this recognition, he once again stood on the arrogant position, "it's time for you to ask me again."

Tang BeiYao's eyebrows tightened and his face became more heavy.

After a pause, he said -

"I can help you recover the power you lost for so many days." Without mentioning the specific events, Tang BeiYao proposed an attractive condition, "including your" serious troubles, I can also help you get rid of them. "

His voice was solemn.

Every word reflects seriousness.

Nanming's face changed slightly.

When he heard the word "serious trouble", his body was stunned and his eyes flashed a touch of coldness. But soon, his mood will be all convergence, just a smile and a whisper: "you know quite a lot..."

"You can ask for anything else." Tang BeiYao's voice was cold, but he gave in tactfully. His way is to negotiate the terms of the transaction first, and then the specific content of the transaction.

In this way, it's like giving the other party a blank check.

But it's not a loss.

After all, the only thing he and Mr. K can trust each other is credit.

“…… It's important to you? " Nanming was silent for a few seconds and suddenly asked such a question. He looked at Tang BeiYao, and the coldness of his eyes converged. Now all he had left was a pure look.

Even the subordinates around Nanming frowned slightly at the moment, obviously they were confused.

Jomo understood.

The dialogue between Tang BeiYao and Nanming had a different meaning to her. She couldn't speculate on other specific conditions and contents, but she was more sure than anyone that it was what Tang BeiYao asked Nanming to do

It's to cure her.

Because of the virus.

"That thing..." Jomo tried to speak.

In her opinion, this matter can be said completely, and then directly discuss with Nanming. She didn't want Tang BeiYao to talk about terms like this, because it means Tang BeiYao has to pay a great price.

No way.

It's not worth it.

However, as soon as she stepped forward, she was stopped by Tang BeiYao. With her words, Tang BeiYao also interrupted.

"Yes." He blocked her, facing the direction of Nanming, calmly and resolutely gave an answer It's important. "

Qiao Mu was stunned.

But Nanming sneered at this time.

"That's easy..." He nodded and looked over. The smile on his face was cold and strong, word by word. He said clearly, "no matter what it is, I will never help you."

In his opinion, nothing is more enjoyable.

With that, Nanming turned directly.

"Station..." Stay!

A subordinate wanted to drink him, but before he finished, Nanming suddenly dropped something at his feet, and he immediately choked his throat, as if in a state of suffocation.

What is this?

Poison?

Nanming quickly moved forward a few steps, like walking out of the isolation circle. And in that isolation circle, two subordinates are still holding their necks. Next, the position of the rest of the people, we can not pass.

“…… I said that when I want to go, I can go naturally. " Nanming turned back and only repeated such a sentence. When he said this, his eyes only rested on Joe.

"What did you do to them?" Qiao Mu is a Zheng, in four eyes opposite of instantaneous, she then can't stop blurting out. She dare not rashly go up to pull people, can only in situ anger, "do you have to use this way?"

In the hospital, he almost killed people.

"Whatever kind of person, in whatever way." Nanming light feedback, after a pause, he added, "you are the same." His eyes are cool, but there is a kind of pleasure.

A kind of It's like looking at the pleasure of the same kind of people!

Jomo's heart was tight.

Like people?

So does she?

Pooh! impossible!

This idea, in the first second, was completely rejected by her. How could she be like him? She is not as insane as he is! Unless

Thinking of this, Jomo's face turned white again.

Unless she was his kind before

Jomo didn't speak.

From Nanming's words, she heard some vague meaning, and also had some uncomfortable Association: is what Nanming said related to her identity? Are you still hinting at her?

In this state, she has no way to confirm with him.

Nanming has turned to raise his feet.However, before Jomo regained his mind, the people around him had already stepped out at this moment.

Tang BeiYao quickly ran through the "isolation area" to catch up with Nanming

He can only force the other side to stay. But he was also affected, not like the previous "invincible", he was in pursuit of the past, the body shape obviously staggered.

…………

A duel that was almost military.

Both of them are good at one or two moves. Tang BeiYao should have been influenced just now, and he didn't intend to die, so there was room for his movements; Nanming was the opposite.

Jomo was worried.

Subordinates are more anxious.

They can't go there to help, they have to stand where they are The remaining light of Qiao Mu canthus sees, the subordinate that leads, quickly took out a gun at this time, muzzle to opposite two people's direction.

"Don't shoot!" Jomo cried out nervously, subconsciously trying to grab it.

"There's no need to shoot. Tang BeiYao will solve it. He has gradually gained the advantage." She wanted to say that, but the fact is that she had no chance to speak at all.

The subordinates didn't look back.

"I'm aiming at Mr. k..." He confidently opened his mouth, shot straight, avoided the lethal position, and pulled the trigger.

"No!" At the same moment, Joe held the barrel of the gun.

"Bang --!"

With a dull sound, the bullet was still fired.

"Miss Joe?"

Subordinates are full of panic, because just now Jomo's action, his muzzle deviated from the direction. In an instant, he let go reflexively and let go of the gun's recoil force, which made Qiao Muzhen fall to the ground.

Jomo was also pale.

She still had a gun in her hand. Because of the firing of the bullet, the barrel was very hot.

Ignoring the temperature of her palm, she just looked up in a daze and couldn't help looking in the direction of the just pointed gun -

the two men had stopped.

Nanming stood there, looking at her in surprise, or at the gun in her hand;

and Tang BeiYao

He covered his shoulder in a squatting posture. From his fingers, there was obvious red blood, continuously exuding The bullet hit him. And all over the world, it looks like she shot it.

Even Jomo himself thinks so