Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

With the passage of time, Ali had been able to accumulate strength. She was no longer unable to move at all. She was calm and quietly lifted her eyes.

It was getting dark, and a dull and harsh whistle sounded in my ears from time to time.

Ali breathed a sigh of relief. Her fingers had been able to play, but her mobile phone seemed to be dead, which meant that after she escaped from here, she could only borrow the help of others.

She took another look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, who didn't respond at all. Bo Laosi wanted her, so Zhuang Xiaoyu should be safe? Ali frowned and several porcelain white front teeth gently bit the corners of his lips.

Suddenly I remembered something. In case Bo Laosi became angry and killed Zhuang Xiaoyu to vent his anger

no way! no way! Be sure to take Zhuang Xiaoyu out, too.

Keep waiting.

Ali silently counted the time in her heart, and her physical strength was slowly recovering. As long as she recovered to two-thirds of the usual, she was sure to escape from the car with Zhuang Xiaoyu.

The man sitting in the co pilot had picked up his cell phone and immediately dialed Bo Sheng's cell phone number.

Here, Bo Sheng had no choice but to see Bo Hanchi. He was so aggressive that Bo Chengyu couldn't stand it at all.

"Master, what are you doing? If Chengyu offends you, I will teach him myself, but master, you do this..."

At the thought of Song Li, who had fallen into his hands, Bo Sheng sneered, his eyes showed satisfaction, and his courage immediately increased a bit, "would it be too much! This is not bo mansion or old house, this is my Bo Sheng's house, and the owner may not be..."

The thin cold pool lifted up his lips, and the evil smile was so cold that people only shuddered.

The slender fingers tightly clasped on Bo Chengyu's neck, as if they were going to break it at the next moment.

Bo Chengyu's complexion is extremely ugly. His throat is like a fire. He wants to ask for help, but he can't say a word. He can only ask for Bo Sheng with his eyes. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die

"Bo Sheng, I call you Grandpa four. That's to treat you as an elder. But if you think I'm afraid of you or for other reasons, I'll tell you now that you're wrong."

The man picked his eyebrows and a pair of dark eyes, which were as cold as a hazy layer of frost. Looking at Bo Sheng, his eyes were as sharp as a sword and split him in half.

Bo Sheng's heart suddenly shook, his face changed slightly and invisibly, and there was fine sweat on his forehead.

He wanted to calm himself down, but his heart beat badly. Bo Sheng always felt that the man in front of him knew everything. His dark eyes were like X-rays.

Bo Sheng took a hard breath, forced himself to be calm and said, "as you say, I call you the master. That's why I think highly of you. You don't contribute at all to the family. What qualifications do you have to be the master?"

He now has the support of Hongmen. Even the yuan family intends to throw out olive branches for him. There is no need to be afraid of thin cold.

It seems that seeing through Bo Sheng's mind, Bo Hanchi raised his lips with a smile, "do I have the qualification? It's not what you said! It's you. I really thought Hong men would support you?"

At the moment when Bo Hanchi mentioned the "Hongmen", Bo Sheng felt a thump in his heart. Did he deliberately test me? Or have you got the evidence? no He can't know what to do with me. He must have been trying to tempt me.

Thinking of this, Bo Sheng sneered and said, "master, you can fart freely, but you can't talk nonsense. You say I have something to do with Hongmen. What evidence do you have? If you can't get the evidence, don't blame me for going to the old lady!"

Bo Hanchi just smiled, and the corners of his mouth were evil.

Bo Chengyu, who was detained by him, always felt that his life was not protected and his face turned white for a few minutes. If he could speak, he would have begged for mercy. He didn't have the calmness of a gentle gentleman on weekdays.

The mobile phone on the tea table suddenly rang. Bo Sheng was stunned and quickly grabbed the mobile phone in his hand. A familiar voice immediately came from the other end of the mobile phone: "fourth master Bo, there is a traffic jam here. It is estimated that he can't get to you for a while. Can you think of a way?"

Bo Sheng's face changed slightly. He walked towards the room with his mobile phone, but he didn't want to be strongly stopped by Bo Hanchi.

Bo Chengyu, who had been held in his hand before, now screamed and fell to the ground. His lower leg was broken, his arms were completely dislocated, and he broke into a cold sweat when he moved a little.

"Grandpa four, where are you going to answer the phone?"

Bo Hanchi smiled very cold. His half narrowed black eyes were like the most terrible black hole in the universe, enough to devour everything close to it.

Looking at the young man in front of him, especially his trembling black eyes, Bo Sheng subconsciously swallowed his saliva and tightened his fingers holding his mobile phone.

He resisted his fear and bluntly said, "you, what do you want to do? Bo Hanchi, I warn you, you have gone too far. If you push an inch further, I promise I won't worry about your identity as the owner."

Bo Hanchi suddenly smiled, but the smile at the corners of his mouth was so cold that people's feet were cold, "Grandpa four, what about this face? It's earned by yourself. Do you think I can show up here, and those people outside you can come in and help you?"

Bo Sheng's face was suddenly gray. He staggered back two steps, his lips trembled violently, and stammered, "you, what do you want?"

He suddenly regretted that he had never regretted so much. He even felt that he should not be bewitched by Hongmen people. The position of the head of the Bo family is so easy to plan! The young man is more difficult to deal with.

If he hadn't seen the tragedy of his son, Bo Sheng almost forgot how cruel and decisive this man's means were in the years when he took over the Bo family! For a time, no one in the Bo family dared to disagree.

"Cell phone, bring it“

Bo Hanchi stretched out his hand towards Bo Sheng in a strong tone.

Bo Sheng is trembling. He can't give him his cell phone! He must not get it! He suddenly goes crazy and smashes it to the ground.

"Fuck! What's the matter with Bo Laosi? He hung up the phone."

"He hung up? Boss, what does Bo Laosi want to do? Does he want to go back and not give us the balance?"

"I'm sure he's not so bold! Let's send someone there first. By the way, add some material to the two girls behind."

……

Ali's physical strength has almost recovered. Zhuang Xiaoyu doesn't respond at all. He still sleeps to death, even if Ali secretly pinches her.

She tried to move her fingers, stretch and bend freely, and couldn't help but rejoice in her heart.