Female president's private killer

"I'm really curious." Mu lenghui finally saw through Duan Tiandao's sinister intentions and didn't always touch him. As soon as her tone changed, she began to say serious things: "since the above wants to deal with the three sisters of the Song family, why should I send you such an ugly guy?"

Duan Tiandao was very dissatisfied and wanted to say that he was actually like Andy Lau. He touched the folds on his face and thought that he could only be Zhao Benshan now, so he had to bear it.

"And even if it's a disguise, you have to disguise as a handsome man?" Mu lenghui looked curiously at the pleats on Duan Tiandao's face: "why do you have to pretend to be uglier and older than before? Isn't this increasing the difficulty of the task? Why have we black soldiers done such unreliable things? Which idiot gave this order... "

Duan Tiandao couldn't help it. If the speaker wasn't a beautiful woman, he would beat someone: "this order is issued by a handsome man with an IQ higher than Einstein... And! In fact, I'm like Andy Lau, okay? "

Mu lenghui, who wanted to beat people more than him, said, "you look like Aunt Wang next door to Andy Lau's house! How can you complete the task like this! "

Aunt Wang: "

The atmosphere of the two people's chat was a little unhappy. Aunt Wang touched her handsome white hair and bit her teeth: "what if I let the three sisters fall willingly with this Aunt Wang's face?"

"Hum." Mu lenghui sneered: "even if you pretend to be the richest person in the world, you can't buy the three song sisters, and let them fall willingly? If you can really do it... Do what you say! "

"Deal!"

Duan Tiandao didn't have much to say about such a beautiful woman who despised Aunt Wang. He also sneered: "now, you do something for me."

"What? Figured it out? Help you kidnap? "The overlord bows hard?"

Aunt Wang, the overlord's hard bow: "

After explaining what to say, Duan Tiandao was very upset and left.

What happened to Aunt Wang?

Aunt Wang also has human rights!

I have no face to pick up girls these days!

But of course, he is not the only one who has no face tonight. There is also a man named Longhai, who is in a speeding limousine, holding a swollen face as big as a pig's head and crying: "take me back quickly! I want to see my father! Woo woo! I'll kill that bastard! "

The limousine soon stopped in front of a one-piece villa near the western suburb of Yunhai.

At this time, in the study of the villa, a bent old man was sitting on a chair, closing his eyes and refreshing himself. He looks old and haggard. His old face is like an orange peel wrinkled by the wind. His hair is snow-white and sparse. He combs it loosely and wears a bun on his head. Years have left deep and cruel marks on his face. Years of naughtiness and effort have emptied his blood essence. At the moment, he looks like a very ordinary man, A dying ordinary old man.

But no one dared to belittle this seemingly ordinary old man.

Because everyone knows that this long's enterprise was laid by long batian, and it is still firmly in his hands today.

The former enemies had already fallen at his feet one by one.

The former brothers also died one by one under his plot over the years.

The waves wash away the sand and the heroes. In today's world, few people dare to be heroes except him.

He is a talent of great talents. He is the demon king who kills people like hemp. He is suspicious and mean, kills meritorious officials and punishes cruelly, just to ensure the prosperity and stability of his dragon family!

Killing people all his life, killing and blood piled up his glorious life, in exchange for the glorious scenery of the dragon family.

But now that you are no longer young, you have to consider some things behind you.

Thinking of Longhai's son, even the domineering longbatian couldn't help sighing. People say that tiger father has no dog son. This little bastard should not be a wild seed

As soon as I read this, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open. A man rushed in crying from the door and knelt in front of long batian: "Wuwuwuwu... Dad! You have to decide for me! " The man hugged long batian's thigh: "I'm so miserable! Sobbing! "

Long batian stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "you... Who are you?"

Really beaten so that his father can't recognize Longhai: "

Under the testimony of many people, long batian finally accepted the fact that this person was his son, and then he was angry and very angry.

Some things are like this. His son is not competitive. He can fight, but he can't let others fight. Besides, this man is still the only son of his dragon family!

"Take him down and get well." Longba tianqiang held down his breath and tried to command in a flat tone. When several servants took the dragon sea crying for his father and mother down, he narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the phone and dialed a number: "get ready, I want to kill."

Whether others kill or not, Duan Tiandao doesn't care too much. He only cares whether he is happy or not.

For example, at this moment, he is very happy.

The foam in the room is lying on the bed reading, but she is really wearing too casual. The light yellow Nightgown on her body looks a little small. At the moment, she is firmly wrapped around her body and exposes the curve of her body without concealment.

It seemed that the room was a little hot, and the buttons at the top and bottom of the foam close fitting pajamas were unknowingly untied by herself.

Two pink and slender legs appeared in front of Duan Tiandao, and in Duan Tiandao's burning eyes, the foam breathing pretending to be intoxicated with reading gradually accelerated.

At this time, Duan Tiandao couldn't help playing back the moment in his mind with dynamic memory.

Someone just feels the blood all over his head

Any normal man can't help feeling blood burning when he sees this picture.

Duan Tiandao's blood is very hot. The boiling point has burned over a hundred degrees. At this time, no matter how old he is, he should reflect the grandeur of a man!

Then he was ready to begin to reflect.

Failed.

"Taijun, the phone is coming. There are many flower girls!"

Because suddenly, the temporary phone prepared by Yang Sanfeng for Duan Tiandao rang.

Two people in the room: "

Yang Sanfeng's taste is quite new

Duan Tiandao had to use the hungry tiger's hunger on the phone. He almost destroyed the phone answer button, gritted his teeth and said, "who!"

"You are so clever that you should guess." At the other end of the phone, there was a milk voice.

In fact, his voice was quite good, but Duan Tiandao felt a little trembling for no reason: "ah ha ha! It's like blood! How are you? "

"Don't exaggerate your reaction." Although the tone of Hua Ruxue's voice is very milk, his tone is not milk at all: "I know you are guilty of being a thief."

Duan Tiandao, a guilty Thief: "

"How's it going?" Hua Ruxue didn't say how she got Duan Tiandao's phone, and Duan Tiandao didn't ask, because it's not a matter for Hua Ruxue at all, and it's a matter for a while.

"Not bad, not bad... Let me tell you..."

Duan Tiandao is actually very proud of what he has done. This is the first time he has used intelligence instead of relying solely on force to solve things. It has many highlights and is wonderful. If he can tell a story for one thousand and one nights, he thinks he can at least get a few words of praise from Hua Ruxue, but it's strange that Hua Ruxue doesn't listen to the answer despite asking questions, Soon interrupted Duan Tiandao's boasting: "don't sleep in the same bed with Mo Mo at night. If I see you ready to pounce on her again, I'll kill you."

Duan Tiandao, who was ready to jump up after hanging up the phone: "

"Click!"

When the phone hung up, Duan Tiandao held the phone: "come on, kiss one. Yeah, yeah, that's good. Well, call another husband to listen... Well, the voice should be gentle, right, right! That's it... And... "

Mo Mo coughed: "sister Ruxue has hung up?"

Duan Tiandao, who wanted to kill: "

Mo Mo skillfully avoided Duan Tiandao's fragile self-esteem: "is sister Ruxue very concerned about our progress? Why did you hang up without saying anything? Aren't you satisfied that our movements are too slow? What the hell did she say? "

Duan Tiandao sighed, lost his phone and lay on the floor: "she said I had to sleep on the floor."

Mo Mo: "

What about this night

Well, it's all wrong.

Anyway, Duan Tiandao was angry when he went out the next day. He knew that Hua Ruxue must be tempted to follow him secretly, but he didn't expect her to monitor herself.

Don't let me pounce on the foam. You come out and let me pounce on it!

It's too much!

Anger belongs to anger, and what should be done still needs to be done. So Duan Tiandao started shopping with foam early in the morning.

Yunhai is the most prosperous big city, but Duan Tiandao did not choose to take Mo Mo to the mall, but took her to stroll around the corner with historical traces.

There are some advantages to having Yang Sanfeng, a local oilseed.

Duan Tiandao suddenly stopped at a remote store under the bridge near the seaside of Yunhai city.

Mo Mo was happy to see a group of bodyguards carrying big and small bags in their hands. Seeing Duan Tiandao suddenly stopped, he looked back and asked, "what's the matter? Brother Duan. "

Duan Tiandao pointed to the dark store, smiled, stroked foam's face and said, "darling, let's go and enjoy the authentic African art."

Mo Mo nodded obediently and walked into the store first.

Some strange statues and masks carved in black wood were hung on the wall, and some strange instruments were orderly placed on the ground. An old black man with white beard sat on a recliner in the house, closed his eyes and rested.

Foam gently approached a hand drum, gently stroked its drum skin, and felt the trembling of the drum surface.

Yang Sanfeng also approached a drum and then tapped it gently. The original intention was to be idle and bored.

But Duan Tiandao immediately followed the percussion, monotonous but cheerful rhythm, changing and fast drums pouring out madly!

The old black man fiercely opened his eyes, his legs shook uncontrollably according to the drum, and then made a few strange shouts, and the drum stopped fiercely.

The old black man stared at them and hummed a few words in a strange language. Duan Tiandao nodded and instructed the tambourine: "how much is it?"

The old black man smiled and said in very harsh Chinese, "here you are, here you are, you are a member of our family... Here you are."

Duan Tiandao shook his head: "no, I mean, how much is your store? I want to buy all the goods in your store."

Yang Sanfeng looked at Duan Tiandao puzzled and said in a low voice, "boss, what are you doing buying these things... And how can you be his people?"

Duan Tiandao looked at the dead fat man in amazement: "can't you see that I'm black?"

Genghis Khan, who didn't see anything: "..."