Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Dabuke remembered that there were more than a dozen bodyguards guarding the door.

Besides, the bodyguards are all armed with guns.

This place, let alone people, is a fly can not fly in.

However, this man not only came in, but also took the people behind him.

Does it mean that the bodyguards arranged by Lou Yucheng are all cleaned up by this man?

This man is no other than brother Jiang.

Brother Jiang came in with a cigarette in his mouth and swept around the furnishings.

Instead of answering Darboux's question, he asked someone to come over and tie Darboux's hands and feet.

Dabu was startled and turned pale.

No matter how he struggled and yelled, brother Jiang did not give him any response.

Darboux could not help feeling some despair.

This man seems to be more powerful than Lou Yucheng?

What on earth is he going to do?

Brother Jiang looked around the room, his eyes finally fell on the table in front of Dabu.

He fixed the wooden card and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He reached out and touched the wooden card.

Dabu saw it, and immediately warned: "don't touch that wooden card..."

Brother Jiang sniffed at the speech and couldn't help laughing.

"Why can't I touch it?"

Dabu's eyes were full of confusion.

This is the magic tool he used to win the war.

This wooden card has been dripping his blood for almost half a month. If this wooden card is destroyed, not only his accomplishments will be damaged, but also his sorcery to Wen Mu Chu will be gone.

If you let Lou Yucheng know, he didn't finish the task.

Lou Yucheng is not sure how to torture his wife.

His young son is about to give birth. He really doesn't want his wife to suffer.

So Dabu looked at brother Jiang with a cry on his face.

"Please don't touch that wooden card I'll tell you everything you want to know. Just a little. Don't touch that wooden card. "

Brother Jiang is not moved at all. Dabu won't let him touch him, but he will.

He was never a man who listened to others.

His eyes were filled with coldness and indifference. In Dabu's desperate eyes, he picked up the wooden card stained with blood.

The wooden plate is engraved with the eight characters of a birthday.

He raised his hand and gave the wooden card to this paragraph without hesitation.

With a click, the wooden card was broken, as if it had broken Dabu's hope in his heart.

He looked at the wooden card that he had made with all his heart and blood, and then he burst out with another mouthful of blood.

This one blood spurts out, he just feels a black in front of his eyes, the whole person then completely fainted in the past.

Brother Jiang looks at the unconscious Dabu. He hands the wooden card to his subordinates.

"Take this wooden card and burn it..."

His subordinates immediately responded and immediately made a brazier to light the wooden card.

Brother Jiang squinted at the burning of the wooden card. Then he slowly turned around and left the room.

When he left, he whispered: "take him back to Jinjing..."

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the dusk of Jinjing is coming quietly.

At the gate of a five-star hotel in the center of Jinjing, elites from all walks of life have already gathered.

People from Empire s, who don't know, today is the engagement day of Wen Mu Chu, the son of President Wen, and LAN Xiao.

Most of the people who received the engagement invitation were dignitaries of the Empire.

At the gate of the hotel, all kinds of limited edition luxury cars gather.

A lot of people who can't get together are gathered here today for the sake of President Wen.