Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

He dropped his eyes to see Tang Xin, thin lips micro hook: "sooner or later."

Tang Xin

A blush crept up Tang Xin's cheek.

Staring at the direction they left, Tang Xin thought of the thrilling scene just now, and his arm around Song Qinbei trembled slightly.

She took a cool breath. If it wasn't for song Qinbei, she didn't know what would have happened.

Her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and her white face was filled with anger. It was because she was so stupid and easy to trust others, otherwise she would not

She felt remorse in her heart. She raised her head and looked at the man with a slightly heavy face. "Song Qinbei, where are we going?"

"You'll know later."

Song Qinbei got on the bus with Tang Xin in his arms all the way, and kindly tied her seat belt.

On the bus, there was assistant anzuo, who said respectfully, "boss, I have investigated the dens of the human trafficking gangs in the United States."

"Well, let's go."

Soon, the car stopped in an underground city.

"Come with me." Holding Tang Xin's slender fingers, song Qinbei took the lead to get out of the car.

This kind of touch makes Tang Xin feel wonderful.

The man's phalanx is clear, looks exquisite and good-looking, with a little thin cocoon, which makes people itch.

Before long, Tang Xin followed the man into the basement.

Anzou followed them, followed by more than twenty mercenaries.

Song Qinbei's long legs leaned forward, and the gate was knocked open and fell helplessly on both sides.

The rising dust accompanied by a huge sound surprised the sleeping black muscle woman and sat up. Look at the face of fear in front of this group of fierce people.

"You are..." the voice of song Qinbei interrupted him before he finished.

"If you destroy this place, none will be left." He stood at the door, dark light lengthened his figure, the face of the cruel smile, bloody and evil.

"Don't be arrogant, boy." When those people saw song Qinbei's suit and shoes, they thought they were looking for bluff.

They see a lot of people like this. So they began to fight with the mercenaries brought by song Qinbei.

Who knows, a few times was skilled mercenaries to beat down.

Tang Xin swallows her saliva, and the people who hurt her are bound together, begging for mercy one after another.

Song Qinbei's Mo Tong has a cold white light, he is not moved to look at all this, Gujing bubo looks frightening.

At that time, the only thing left in the room was the piercing screams of the black women. She was like a fish out of the water, struggling helplessly on the ground under the parry of two mercenaries.

See Tang Xin's moment, the black muscle woman's pupil eye outward expanded twice, bloomed the color of fear.

"You... How can you be ok?" Suddenly know who they provoked, black woman with the greatest strength to crawl in the ground, beg for mercy: "please, let me go."

Song Qinbei regards her words as air, but goes to Tang Xin's face and sticks his head to Tang Xin's ear. His low alcohol voice spreads a trace of ambiguity: "you say, how do you treat her?"

Tang heart ears numb, crisp numb, male hormones with a strong offensive, Tang heart for a while Lengshen.

"Let me see." Tang Xin is helpless, holding his chin, really thinking about how to say it.

"No more." Song Qin moved his eyes to the north, turned around and held Tang Xin in his arms. His broad hand covered most of her sight.

"How about treating people in their own way?" As the general tone of ice, so that the air around are followed by a bit cold.

Immediately, the man gave an order: "break her hand and foot tendons, and sell the kiln on the black market."