Female CEO's Master

"Soon, infinity will not exist. How can you be the vice president? After you sign several names with leader Li, the industry under your name will no longer belong to you. How can you get 100 million?" Lu did not think at all, and then walked towards Chen Jiaba step by step.

"Hoo!"

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind suddenly came, Lu only felt that his eyes were dark. When he looked forward, Chen Jiaba had disappeared. Lu was surprised and searched around for a while, and Chen Jiaba disappeared out of thin air.

Qiushui club.

Li Qiushui's boudoir.

"Wait a minute, I'll send someone to get the medicine box." After Li Qiushui and Chu Jiang entered the room, they said with concern.

"No, I have medicine with me. You just need to prepare alcohol." Chu Jiang simply refused.

"Did you bring the medicine?" Li Qiushui looked at Chu Jiang. The latter only wore a casual suit with two pockets on his pants. Where is the place to fill medicine?

Chu Jiang felt a small bottle containing red liquid from his pants pocket and said, "that's it."

"Is this also medicine?" Li Qiushui thought Chu Jiang was joking, "it's similar to Dior's red perfume."

Chu Jiang didn't explain much. He unbuttoned his coat one by one. Soon, a masculine upper body was exposed in Li Qiushui's eyes.

Li Qiushui is not the first time to watch it, but it is also quite impressive.

The skin is very good, with some very shallow scars. It seems that it has been years. The muscles are not particularly developed, but they are strong enough. Perhaps due to the attraction of the opposite sex, Li Qiushui's breathing was a little hurried when he saw the upper half of the Chu River.

Chu Jiang turned around without hesitation. On his back, there were several long blood cuts, one of which was left by Tano Saburo, and the other were left by the gang members of the infinite club. The skin and flesh turned outward, crisscrossed and shocking.

Chu Jiang sat on the sofa, with his back to Li Qiushui, and said, "disinfect the wound with alcohol, and then apply the red potion to the wound. There is not much left, just apply it. My minnong brother estimated that he should come back in the next two to three days, and let him reconstitute after coming back."

Li Qiushui nodded very seriously. Although it was her first time to clean up the wound, Chu Jiang entrusted her with the arduous task. She warned herself that she must be careful.

Li Qiushui felt a little chilly when she used tweezers to clean the wound with alcohol cotton balls. Although she had seen a lot of fighting, it was the first time for her to touch the wound so closely. She could imagine the pain of close contact with the injury with alcohol, but the man in front of her didn't even tremble, and was as stable as a rock.

It took half an hour to wipe several wounds. Even Li Qiushui couldn't bear it. She couldn't help asking, "does it hurt?"

"No pain, you continue." Chujiang road.

In fact, it's impossible not to hurt, but in the past three years, the God of war has been constantly fighting in all dark corners of the world. He has been injured too much, and his tolerance is much stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, it's useless to shout pain when encountering such things, and the pain he should have can't escape at once.

Li Qiushui clenched her teeth and treated the wound. There was a pile of bloody cotton balls in the garbage basket. Then she began to dip red potion with a cotton swab and gently smear it on Chu Jiang.

"Fool, in fact, you shouldn't let two hundred elites such as tread snow and Jin min go first." Li Qiushui cursed softly as she painted.

"They don't go first, and there are too few people to close the network, which is bound to affect the overall situation. Besides, what can they do if they stay? Do you want to see the situation of fighting before they have to! By the way, when did I become a fool? If I were a fool, wouldn't you become a fool's woman!" Chu Jiang suddenly turned around, and his chest almost rubbed against Li Qiushui's chest.

Li Qiushui, who was already short of breath, blushed, but he did not shy away from meeting Chu Jiang's eyes and said angrily, "when did I become your woman!"

"Why don't we do it now?" Chu Jiang smiled.

"Go!" Li Qiushui rolled his eyes and suddenly changed the topic, "what kind of medicine is this? The medicine is very fresh and really more pleasant than perfume."

"It's made by one of my brothers. It has a unique effect on healing and scar removal. Without this, my whole body will be scarred. When he comes back, I'll ask him to make a bottle for you." Chu Jiang laughed.

"Just for me?" Li Qiushui asked back.

"It depends on your performance." Chu Jiang grabbed Li Qiushui's waist and put her front on his chest.

"Come on!" Li Qiushui originally wanted to start first. He was not afraid of Chu Jiang's flirtation at all. His beautiful head leaned forward slightly, and his sexy lips had been pasted on it.

At this time, Chujiang's phone rang.

"No?" Li Qiushui deliberately said.

"I'm just waiting for this call. Can I skip it?" Chu Jiang was as white as Li Qiushui, and then connected the phone in hands-free mode.

"The boss was so predictable that Fujino Saburo finally joined Watanabe festival in a valley in the suburbs."

"Well, you and the black prison hold your horses until I come. By the way, inform Mulan and Xiaobai by the way. Tonight, we fight... Several people who destroy the prestige of the Japanese first, dare to invade our SZ, and it's like looking for death!"

Chu Jiang was used to saying the word God of war.

"Is your team called war?" Li Qiushui asked faintly. She still didn't know Chu Jiang's real identity.

Chu Jiang was slightly stunned and casually said, "occupy your peak!"

After saying that, a pair of big hands suddenly became dishonest.

"I... I want to go with you."

"No..."

"No, no!"

A valley on the outskirts of Haishi.

"Watanabe, you are a noble person. How can you risk yourself?" After meeting Watanabe Festival, Fujino Saburo covered his shot wrist and couldn't wait to say. At this moment, he had a sense of awe for SZ.

"Fujino Jun, who hurt you? How many of them?" Watanabe's face suddenly became extremely cold. He inherited his grandfather's genes. He was not tall, but he was extremely strong. He could become Shangren in his twenties. He was definitely an unprecedented martial arts genius.

The Ninja practiced on Watanabe Festival is from ihalu.

In Japan, Sakura flow does not belong to the school of Ninja, but the Sakura samurai of one, two and three leaves can be equivalent to lower forbearance, the Sakura samurai of four leaves and five leaves can be equivalent to middle forbearance, the Sakura samurai of six leaves can be equivalent to upper forbearance, the Sakura Samurai of six leaves has been counted in Japan, and the Sakura samurai of seven leaves and eight leaves can be equivalent to super forbearance. So far, there are only three Sakura samurai of seven leaves, and eight leaves, which seems to have not been seen for decades.

The highest level of Sakura samurai is Jiuye, which is the God of martial arts. For thousands of years, only one has appeared in the kingdom of Japan!

That is to say, as Tano Saburo, who can be compared with Nakasone, and the other seven four leaf Sakura warriors who died, they still have a certain weight in the heart of Watanabe Festival. Otherwise, the Shuikou group would not send eight people such as Tano Saburo to take the lead.

"All seven of them died, I..." Fujino Saburo said with a face of shame and indignation.

"Who!"

"Chu River."

"Oh, it's that bastard again. I must kill him myself tonight!"

Since the Shuikou group was driven out of Australia, Chu Jiang has become the number one enemy of the Shuikou group. Of course, Watanabe knows his name.