Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

"As for Bangladesh and Canada, they only agreed to meet outside the city and ignore everything else."

After a pause, Yi Xu tightened his eyebrows and said tentatively, "young master, can those people already know your identity? Otherwise, how can they ask for such a high price..."

Two billion dollars!

The thin cold pool was silent, the sword eyebrow frowned slightly, and the slender fingers bent slightly and knocked gently on the table.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head, with a pair of dark eyes sharp and a sharp sword, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and asked quietly, "how many krachin troops are stationed in Tacheng now?"

Yi Xu's eyes were as sharp as hawks and falcons. He just felt his blood boiling.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "young master, there are only fifty or sixty at present, but their weapons are very sophisticated."

Thin cold pool suddenly smiled, thin lips aroused an evil arc, and a bloodthirsty chill flashed through the bottom of his eyes.

"Only fifty or sixty!"

After a pause, he looked at Yi Xu with a smile and said, "why don't we set out tonight to see if the krachin army is as powerful as the legend."

Yi Xu was shocked and wanted to say something, but when he thought of his young master's temper

"Young master, is it too risky for us to do this? And miss Ali is here." before leaving the imperial capital, the old lady told him to pay attention to the safety of the young master.

At the mention of the girl lying in the room, Bo Hanchi's eyes suddenly became warm and warm.

"She will always stay in the hotel and let ah Yi stay to protect her."

After a pause, the warmth in the bottom of his eyes was soon replaced by the cruel breath, and continued: "we will start action at 9:30 tonight. If there is no accident on the way, we will arrive in Tacheng at 1 a.m. and we will go back to the hotel after those people are solved."

"Young master, this will be very dangerous. Once you have an accident, we..."

What else did Yi Xu think, but he was interrupted by Bo Hanchi's cold face and said solemnly: "then tell me, can you think of other ways in addition to doing this?"

"Yi Xu, what you should do now is to pray that the number you inquire about is not wrong, because once there are too many of them, we will be really dangerous and may die there."

"Yes, young master."

……

After Yi Xu left, the room was quiet again.

Bo Hanchi took a look at the time. It was more than seven o'clock in the local afternoon. It was not very dark. The city was still very busy. It was not affected by the tower war hundreds of kilometers away.

He got up and went to the room. He thought Ali was still sleeping, but he didn't want her to sit quietly at the head of the bed, hold her legs tightly with both hands, and bury her white face between her knees.

Bo Hanchi was slightly stunned. Suddenly he softened in the bottom of his heart and said quietly, "wake up?"

The girl raised her head, twisted her eyebrows slightly, and a pair of beautiful apricot eyes coagulated him directly.

She didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

With his clear deep eyes, Bo Hanchi calmed his mind quietly. He sat down beside Ali. Because he can't guarantee whether she heard his conversation with Yixu just now.

The man smiled with low eyes, and the warm palm naturally covered Ali's forehead.

But he didn't want to. Ali dodged. Without the slightest hesitation, his hand fell empty in an instant.

Bo Hanchi's dark eyes darkened instantly, but he still coaxed her with patience: "Ali, what's the matter with you? Blame I didn't wake you up? I saw you sleep so well..."

Before he finished speaking, Ali suddenly raised his head and looked at him with clear eyes.

His eyes are burning, like the sunshine in midsummer.

"Thin cold pool!"

She called him by name and surname. Her tone was clearly filled with dissatisfaction and anger, but she tried her best to suppress herself.

Ali raised a stubborn little face, his black and white eyes were dense with mist, his eyes were inexplicably red, and several porcelain white front teeth gently bit the crimson lip petals.

The man was stunned and his pupils shrank invisibly.

Ali is angry!

He had never seen such a Ali. He was so stubborn that he felt stuffy in his chest.

Ali pursed his lips and suddenly smiled.

She asked him seriously, "are you leaving me? Didn't you agree to act together when you came?"

The girl really heard everything!

But tonight's action is too dangerous to take her with you anyway.

"Ali, you promised me that everything would be arranged by me before you came."

"So I'm going to stay in the hotel? So let ah Yi protect me?" slightly raised his chin, and Ali stared at him angrily. "Do you think I'll only drag you back like Leng Feng?"

She stared at him stubbornly and didn't give in at all. Anyway, she didn't want to stay in the hotel with ah Yi.

Bo Hanchi was stunned. He seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed cold.

He stretched out his hand and pressed her into his arms. Even if she struggled, he didn't loosen half an inch. He just said in a calm voice, "Ali, the action tonight will be very dangerous. I don't want to see you miss anything."

Ali was silent.

She knew he was worried, but she couldn't accept it.

Many times, knowing is one thing, but wanting to accept is another.

For example, now, she is very worried about her. She is afraid that she will be injured and that her life will be in danger, so she is not allowed to participate in the activity tonight. However, she can't accept the feeling of being left behind and the feeling of being distrusted.

After a while, Ali slightly raised his small head and asked, "since you know the danger, why are you going?"

On the girl's quiet eyes, Bo Hanchi smiled, his forehead against her forehead, and said softly, "Ali, I have to go!"

"Then you take me with you. I don't want to be left." this is Ali's only request.

"No!"

He still refused simply, and there was no room for negotiation.

How could he be willing to let her see such a bloody and cruel picture? Once she followed him, her hands would be stained with blood, and she would never look back in her life.

More importantly, can she bear that bloody picture? Will she have the heart to kill?

"What if I have to go?"

Ali looked at him stubbornly and did not give way.

The man drooped his eyes and a cold face was very ugly.

For a while, Bo Hanchi closed his eyes. His sharp black eyes broke out like a sharp sword, and finally became dim. He said, "Ali, I don't want to see blood on your hands."