Love-hunting CEO Too Strong

Female assistant stand hands, a face helpless: "into the sterile room for several days, did not see out, I do not know is dead or alive."

The Holy Grail organization includes all kinds of geniuses, and many geniuses are freaks, so the behavior of individuals in this organization is very distinctive.

During the non mission period, people are very free and don't have too much sense of superiority and inferiority.

So it's common to tease each other, but in the task, absolute obedience to the superior is the most important benchmark.

"I'll see if he's dead."[

Ye Chuqing didn't hesitate to ring the emergency alarm on the wall leading to the laboratory. As expected, the peerless man in white robe rushed out with a face full of dregs.

Seeing this battle, I can't help feeling angry.

"I knew it was you. No one dares to make trouble in my lab, except for you, the hateful mother and son. I really regret that I picked you up in those years." A look of regret.

Ye Chuqing stares at him funny and punches him on the shoulder.

"You're such a heartless guy. I've lived and died for the organization for so many years. I've made a lot of money, and you're not at a loss!"

"Well, you're making money for the organization, and I don't have any practical benefits. I'm almost killed by your little nine. This little guy almost blew up my laboratory. My whole life's hard work almost disappeared."

Peerless mention her son, can't help but show a kind of gnash teeth expression.

In fact, he really wanted to throw this hateful little devil out of Eli island and never see him.

However, the other six-star elders have high hopes for this rare little genius.

So his protest was ineffective. The little devil stole a lot of his precious medicine and never paid for it, but the elders protected him with one eye open and one eye closed.

Alas, I feel so painful when I think of it. All his Potions are money!

"Er... Hehe, Xiaojiu is still a child. You don't remember the villain's life." Ye Chuqing shrugs. As a mother, she is used to hearing people cry about her son's evil deeds.

I've already had a thick skin like a copper wall and iron wall. I won't feel ashamed.

"Your son is more terrible than dozens of adults. I really don't know whose gene it is. How can it be so bad? I think his father is a vicious high IQ pervert, otherwise he won't have such a son." I can't help complaining.