Extreme Demon Little Farmer

Ling Feiyu picked up a pen on his desk and shook it in front of Vito. The other side was puzzled. He didn't know what he meant.

Yun Lingxue rolled his eyes, "look at your pen."

"What happened to the pen." Vito still doesn't understand that his pen is a imitation feather pen customized from a pen brand.

Strictly speaking, this is not a real feather pen, but a gorgeous bird feather tied behind the tip of the pen. The tip of the pen has a comfortable yellow light that people like at a glance. Because it's gold, people like glittering gold.

This pen is not practical, the effect is far less than one or two yuan signature pen, and troublesome, grasp the effect is not good, writing easily out of shape.

But... It's powerful enough!

It costs tens of thousands to make a gold pen tip and bird feathers. It's the tail feather to protect animals. It's against the law to hunt rare birds in China. There's no need to ask why a famous brand should make such a pen.

Don't ask. Asking is pretending.

In order to customize this pen, Vito specially got the tail feather of an illegal rare bird from abroad. He spent more than 200000 green coins on it. He usually used it as a decoration and used it to draw some ink to sign his name when he wanted to force it.

Yun Lingxue glared at him, "you are not easy because of it, not your employees! You are trying your best to make money for yourself. Don't always cheat yourself and say that you are so noble. "

Vito embarrassed smile, "usually is such to brainwash employees, for a long time, even I believe. As a matter of fact, our social welfare is good. It is the previous generations who have been seriously exploited. As for... "

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Feiyu also stares at this guy. He knows that if Vito continues to talk, he will definitely make something for him. "Lingxue, let's go and meet my old friend. He once invited me to the president of white eagle art college."

"Headmaster?"

"Ang, when he wanted fame, he was the headmaster. When he wanted money, he was a capitalist. You know, yunzhonghe also claimed to be a teacher. Now he just got the bad money."

Ling Feiyu doesn't speak like a company boss of the same level at all, and even makes people feel that he is just an ordinary office worker.

Vito swallowed. "There's nothing wrong with me in here, right?"

"It's none of your business. Be honest in the future. Don't let me hear any bad news about you, or you'll see me again."

As they pushed the door out, Vito carefully asked from the inside of the phone, "are they gone?"

The female secretary outside said with a cry, "go, the elevator is down to more than 40 floors..."

Vito suddenly collapsed like a deflated ball. "My God, these two guys must be the practitioners of China. Fortunately, they didn't conflict with each other just now, damn..." he said to himself for a while, suddenly picked up the phone and dialed a few keys.

After a short wait, Vito said in a deep voice, "MIB? I want to report that some Chinese practitioners have sneaked into New York City... Yes, I'm Vito Corleone. Why do you ask this? "

Vito feels strange. He reports a wave of suspicious people. MIB should immediately send agents to investigate. How can he ask his identity in turn? It doesn't surprise him that the other party knows his name. MIB's functions are not broad, but it has great power. Moreover, the intelligence aspect is more thorough than that of CIA. He can find out who made the call immediately by calling.

"What's the situation? It's Ling Feiyu, the boss of Feiyu group, with a female bodyguard, who comes to investigate my smuggling of their company's products. Now he's gone. "

"What did you say?"

"They came to check me for smuggling the best food." Vito said it in a big way.

MIB people feel funny, "you are really not afraid that we should transfer this matter to the tax department."

"Hehe, the functions of MIB and other departments are separated. You won't do that. If you have spare time to talk nonsense with me, why don't you investigate Ling Feiyu." Vito banged up the phone. He did a lot of things like that.

He has reported illegal practitioners several times before. No matter how bad he does, the function of MIB can not control him. He is not a practitioner. Even if he kills people, he will explode. As long as it has nothing to do with supernatural forces, MIB will not know.

MIB headquarters, black agent James from colleagues to get a document, open a look, nonstop to find his partner white Kevin.

"Hey! kevin! Ling Feiyu came to baitouying country again, and let Vito of BB group report a wave in real name. " James patted the papers on the desk. "Whatever?"

Kevin slowly picked up the file and looked at it, then slowly put down the file, picked up the mobile phone, slowly dialed a phone, after a few beeps, "is Mr. Ling? Vito sold you, that's all Finally, he hung up slowly.

James stares at him with big eyes. You should know that black people's eye whiteness is particularly obvious. When he stares with big eyes, he doesn't need special effects rendering or makeup. It directly has the horror effect of horror movies.

“what？ We don't care? "

Old Kevin threw the papers into the garbage can. "Do you think you can deal with Ling Feiyu, or can you send Vito to prison?"

James a Leng, "can't."

"That's right. In this case, why don't Ling Feiyu solve Vito? We think we don't know anything. If things get serious, we use automatic lead to delete the memory of the informed person and clean up the mess." Kevin's meaning is very clear. Ling Feiyu can't be provoked, and his tone is just to stand by. It's better to send personal love.

Heipi James is still too young to learn from Kevin.

Ling Feiyu hangs up with a black face. Kevin's kind reminder is unexpected. He didn't expect that as soon as he left, Vito sold him.

Are you angry? Nima is very angry!

"Go! Let's go back! Give you a chance to repeat the plot of the film

In the night of New York City, there was a lot of killing. Just now there was a lot of thunder. Now it's raining heavily. Knowing nothing about his situation, Vito is still drinking in the office. By the way, he comforts his little secretary personally. What he is doing is indescribable.

Yun Lingxue went up to the sixty ninth floor alone with a water bomb toy gun. She deliberately did not take the elevator and took the stairs to give the other party the chance to intercept herself.

When she went up, she took a bundle of plastic ties. When she saw people, she knocked them over, tied them to the handrails of the stairs, and then "shot them in the head" with a water bullet gun, pretending to kill them all.

The "killing" along the way has brought down at least more than 30 people. It's not easy. It's mostly bone fracture.

If someone dares to "blow her head" and refuses to cooperate and pretend to be dead, it's not painless for Yun Lingxue to kick someone with the tips of her shoes

Yun Lingxue goes to the top floor, kicks open the door of the office, raises a gun and yells, "don't move! Now you don't have to say it, but everything you say will become evidence in court! "