Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Among them, the two men with guns standing behind carried a cloth bag, which seemed to contain individuals.

The middle-aged man spread his hands and looked sorry to me, saying, "Sorry, I don't think anyone of you can go today."

Mu Rongmian swept over each of them, and looked in that cloth bag for two more seconds.

His sight finally fell on the face of the middle-aged man headed and said, "Mr. Brown."

The middle-aged man laughed: "My wife is right, you are a smart young man. It seems that our upcoming conversation will be very pleasant."

He is Mrs. Jones's husband, Mr. Brown, a ... hypocritical hypocrite, a politician with a desire to smoke, and an unscrupulous old man.

Mu Rongmian sneered and talked happily. It was better than a deadly fight.

"Talk, how can I obediently give away all my properties, or talk, how can I avenge your wife?"

He paused, ironically: "No, I don't think you will get revenge on your wife."

Mr. Brown smiled very gentlely: "I have a very knowledgeable friend who told me that a woman is a leaf on a tree. This year it fell, and a new one will grow next year, or in the words of your country, Women are clothes, and if you wear them dirty, throw away and buy a new one, there is no need to wash again. "

Mu Rongmian really wanted to scratch his smirk face with a knife. He barely said that a woman is a thing, and life and death don't need to be at heart.

"It seems that you want to talk to me about the first thing more." Mu Rongmian was very calm. He just felt that time seemed too late and it was time to go back, otherwise, when Mian Mian woke up and found that he was away, he was worried of.

Mu Rongmian glanced again, and fell to the ground, his eyes blurred by Mrs. Murong.

With a sigh in her heart, it would have been better if she had died all of a sudden, but it had happened that made him hesitate.

Brown waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I'm a politician. I'm not a businessman. To me, money is not important. What's important is how money can help me get the job I want. I'm not her, so , We can negotiate amicably between the two of us. "

"Let me fund you?"

"Yes, help me win the election. We can benefit each other. When you help me win the election, then I can help you earn more money and use my rights to help you open up a wider trading market. I can give You provide more convenience, what do you think. "

Mu Rongmian said lightly: "It sounds good."

"Look, I said our conversation will be very enjoyable. As long as you promise to sign this agreement, I will let you take your mother away. I am not that stupid woman. To me, who are you and who It doesn't matter. "Brown smiled, looking kind.

"Yes, do you have an antidote?"

Mr. Brown shrugged. "I'm sorry I didn't do this. She did it herself. I don't know."

"Then why do you have a face to talk to me?" Mu Rongmian's laziness raised his eyelids, and the mockery in his eyes flew over like a knife.

"You're alive and you can take her body, isn't that already the tolerance I gave you?" Mr. Brown looked at Murong Mian, taking his shameless words for granted.