CEO,Hug Me Tight

Xi yejue found Mo Tanyan in Seattle. He wandered on the street alone. Because of his outstanding appearance, he attracted many eyes. Many young men whistled at him. The whole person was just like losing his soul. At the moment, the man who had only half his life left was walking dead. Xi yejue was so angry that his eyes straightened. He went forward and grabbed Mo Tan Yan to get on the bus and pressed him in the back car Dan Yan, do you want to die? "

Mo Dan Yan closed his eyes, a word does not speak, Xi yejue's anger rubbed on the top of the rise, arm sleeve to want to start, Fu Si Yang rushed to pull him, "Jue, you less participation with crazy."

"Go back to the hotel." Su Leng turned his head, stepped on the gas pedal, the car generally flew out, looking at the back of the car body far away, and the person who came out of the dark laughed, "it seems that I found it."

Li Hao came to SF's residence, SF was not strange, but was still cold hearted. He didn't have any politeness between his eyebrows. He glanced at Lihao and said, "what's the matter?"

From Hao owed body, "I want to see Xia Yuxuan."

"I'm not a garden gate. Get out of here." SF was proud to be like a peacock. She turned around and left, leaving Hao with a pair of cold eyes. Looking at SF's eyes, she was full of dissatisfaction. "SF, please let me see her."

Although SF does not mix with the underworld, all the underworld people taboo him, because this man has always been accurate and accurate, and has a very good way of saving people. As long as he wants to save, there is no one who can't save. He has always been a figure discussed by many celebrities. He is very mysterious and arrogant. He doesn't give his face. If he wants to save people, he will see his mood. If he doesn't, he will get rid of him What? For this man, it's all bullshit. Everything depends on his mood.

"Lihao, go away!"

Li Hao clenched his fists and held back his anger, but he still couldn't help the ferocity that broke out on his body. SF sneered and laughed, "do you want to start? I advise you not to make trouble here. Xia Yuzhen will come to you naturally when she is well hurt. Don't worry, isn't your business developing towards the place you expect? "

Lihao had to leave quietly. Even if the United States was the place where he made his fortune, he still couldn't do anything about SF. If anyone in the world could compete with SF, he would be someone with special talents.

But as SF said, things are moving in the direction he wants, so what else is he worried about?

"Lihao, I give you a piece of advice. If you can't go into the world, you should not force yourself. If you have embarrassed others and abused yourself, why should you? You say it SF smilingly said this sentence, a harmless face covered with a smile, from the Hao Leng Zheng for a moment, slightly turned his head.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know that." SF no longer said anything, turned to the second floor, Lihao quickly left, Xiao an followed SF behind, "Lord, why do you want to save that Mo Dan Yan, why do you want to save Xia Yuyan, why do you want to go out of the mountain? These people have nothing to do with you. Why do you care? "

SF put his hands on his forehead, stopped and turned. His silver hair made a perfect arc in the air. He put his hand against Xiao an's head and said, "go and ask the encyclopedia."

Xiao an: "Encyclopedia doesn't know much about encyclopedia. Why doesn't Mao answer? Does the Lord dislike him? Xiaoan wronged suction nose, in exchange for the SF a fierce thump, "roll."

Xiaoan was very aggrieved. She turned around and walked downstairs quickly. She rolled into the study. I went to see the encyclopedia.

SF put his hand on his forehead and turned into the room. There were no lamps or windows in SF's room. There were only a few candles in the castle in the 19th century, which made the room grotesque and gloomy. SF's room had no bed, only a stone table and four stone chairs. The room had a large space, and the walls were covered with weird and evil faces. There were three rows of large books on the left side of the room The shelves are full of all kinds of books. One book is yellowing, and the cover of the book is attached with a big "卍". For Buddhism, the "卍" stands for Ford. The Sanskrit is read as shilika Lhasa and translated into jixianghai. The first bookshelf is a book that records and deciphers the book "Shi" for many years.

Not far away from the second bookshelf, there are totem books with different cover shapes, which are weird and ancient.

The third bookshelf is full of books with cuneiform characters of ancient Mesopotamia, records of Babylonian culture of Cuba, and hieroglyphs of Nile Valley, which record ancient Egyptian culture.

What's more, the ground around is full of weird books. When people look at them, they will feel that the people who read these books have absolute brain problems.

However, SF's books are all old books that others don't read or even look at.

Mr. SF, are you afraid of ghosts in such a dark room?

SF is very protective of his books, which are regarded as treasures. He doesn't insist on ancient witchcraft, but he is interested in the curse of Mo Tanyan. He has been studying the extent to which the ancient culture can be combined with Western witchcraft to exert such a influence on Mo Tanyan A curse, so vicious.

No, it even integrates some ancient Japanese schools. Now it is almost lost.

With the development of the world, many people do not believe in evil, but they often can not escape. When they are ill treated, even if it is because of face, they will go everywhere to seek medical treatment, not to enter the hospital with advanced equipment, but the more ancient medical skills, the more respected they are.He does not deny the powerful team of Western medical treatment, nor despises those who believe in evil, because the world is so mysterious that nothing is impossible.

Like him.

Why was he born with silver hair? Why was there lightning and thunder on the day of his birth? My grandfather said that everything was the will of God, which is hard to disobey. But he would have died, but he was shunned by his grandfather. Who said that superstition does not exist now? He should not praise him too much, at least he respects it.

The so-called destiny is determined by heaven, which is reasonable.

Taking out a hundred candles from the box, SF casually tried to hold the regular octagonal arrangement in his room, and placed the books with "Chi" in front of him. At the opposite position of each corner of the octagon, there was one page of eight books with different totems. Surrounded by books with strange words, SF locked the door and folded the leg mat Sitting on the ground, holding out the left hand, the middle finger straightened, the other fingers slightly bent, cut the middle finger, and murmured a mantra in his mouth. From time to time, the flame of the candle immediately soared, and the scarlet burning was burning brightly. Drops of blood were dripping on the paper books, as if there were life flowing away. The scarlet blood streaks opened like spider webs and crawled onto the diagonal paper books Dyed red those strange shaped words, he suddenly returned. SF took off his gloves on his right hand and spread his five fingers on the word "Shi".

Blood like vitality, gradually into the palm of his hand, climbing on the back of his hand, the totem on the back of the hand slowly became clear, and the black purple hand, also became the normal color.

It's like, he exported the energy to save people and made up for it in a moment.

Open your eyes and look at your right hand. SF smiles. In the totem on the back of your hand, there is a six pointed star, and inside the six pointed star is an angel shape lying on your back and curling up.

Mystery, power, symbol of destiny.

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