Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1097 Captain Yin, can't you not afford to gamble?

  Yin Mo stomped with anger behind him, "He Chen, how can you be like you? You speak no words."

  He Chen walked towards the bodyguard team leisurely stepping on his leather shoes. During the period, he did not forget to look back and flirt, "Brother Scream, I'm thinking about it?"

  "Careful!" Yin Mo was too late to call him. He watched several members of the bodyguard team waving their batons and slammed into He Chen's face.

   Yin Mo was frightened, and rushed over without thinking, "Be careful of your face."

  Such a beautiful face, you can't get hurt.

  He Chen still maintained the posture of looking back, slowly raising his hand, and intercepting the baton without looking at it.

  The next second, he lifted his leg and kicked the bodyguard beside him. The baton turned around in his palm, and with a wave of his hand, the baton smashed the head of another bodyguard like it had eyes.

  He Chen was distracted by Yin Mo’s movements, pretending to be displeased, calling her, "Baby, you dare to do it without asking me, you owe it to clean up?"

   Here, Yin Mo was soft and kicked the bodyguard's wrist with his leg up neatly, and then another round kick kicked the person two meters away.

  The truncheon flying in the air was grabbed by Yin Mo's hand. She shook it twice and took the time to look at He Chen. After hesitating for two seconds, she whispered, "Brother Chen..."

  This is the first time Yin Mo called his brother.

  He Chen's sensory nerves are all stimulated, and the adrenaline soars to the extreme.

   "Baby, a quick fight."

  Yin Mo responded, while avoiding the attack from the rear right side, and shouted with anxiety, "He Chen, protect your face."

  He Chen's movements were slightly stagnant, staring at Yin Mo who was besieged with displeased face.

  I said twice, how much does she like his face?

  He Chen's little emotion will not make him lose his mind, but he has to vent his emotions, so a dozen bodyguards in front of him have become his targets for venting.

  In less than three minutes, He Chen lay a pile of remnants and generals at his feet.

  Except for the broken hair hanging slightly above the brow bone, there was almost no change in him, even his breathing remained steady.

  At this time, the man put his hands around his chest, leaning lazily against the corner of the wall, "Captain Yin, come on."

  Although Yin Mo is reluctant to fight, but since her hands are itchy, He Chen doesn't want to deprive her of fun.

  He solved fifteen bodyguards, and left the rest for his women to practice.

   Opposite, hearing He Chen’s cheering, Yin Mo kicked the bodyguard in front of him, hurriedly glanced back, eyebrows open and excited, "Immediately."

  He Chen licked his lips, the old **** was watching Yin Mo fight.

   Wrist lock, back throw, elbow hit, neck strangle, standard movement and excellent viewing.

  He Chen watched for two minutes, and finally came to a conclusion that his woman's body... is so **** soft!

  You can lower your waist easily, and you can get it with your hand.

   really a soft woman.

  This kind of domestic bodyguard team is naturally not enough in front of He Chen Yin Mo.

  In just five minutes before and after, the team of nearly thirty people all lay down and wailed, thinking about life by the way.

  This man and woman have been flirting and swearing in the process of fighting. What new type of fighting technique is this?

  Not long after, Yin Mo brought down the last bodyguard, dropped his baton and clapped his hands, "I'm fine."

  He Chen held the tip of his tongue and motioned her to come over with his eyes.

   Yin Mo gasped slightly, calmed down, kicked the baton by his foot and walked towards the man.

   "You are so fast." Yin Mo looked at the direction behind He Chen, and complimented him sincerely, "Awesome."

  He Chen leaned against the wall and didn’t move, but playfully molested him: "Quick? I dare to say I’m quick if I haven’t tried it?"

Yin Mo's cheeks flushed after the fight, and he teased him, only to feel that his face was even hotter, "Be more serious. The only place suitable for Tibetans on the third floor is the cleaning room. Let's go and take a look. "

  The voice fell, Yin Mo's waist tightened, and his back hit He Chen's chest.

  The man hugged Yin Mo from behind, wrapped his arms in front of her, and lowered his head along her shoulders, and said, "Kiss and go again."

   "You really..." Yin Mo swallowed, and had to kiss He Chen on the chin. "Are you okay?"

  He Chen's eyes were stained with a thin smile, and he rubbed her waist and pushed forward, "Reluctantly, go."

  Yin Mo raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Are you not going?"

  He Chen stared at her little mouth, enticing inexplicably, "Baby, do you want to take a gamble?"

   "What to bet on?"

  He Chen turned his lips to the front, "I am not here for gamblers."

  Yin Mo replied innocently, “I didn’t say that Auntie must be here.”

   "Captain Yin, don't you can't afford to gamble?" He Chen pinched his waist with one hand, with cunning hidden under his eyes, like a hunter, tempting his prey to bait.

   Then, Yin Mo took the bait.

  She reluctantly and curiously agreed to the man's bet, "Okay, what is the bet?"

  He Chen's Adam's apple fluctuated several times, "You go first, come back and tell you."

  Yin Mo blinked suspiciously. She seemed to fight for it again, but He Chen had already pushed her back and urged, "Hurry up."

  No way, Yin Mo hurried to the cleaning room.

  As He Chen said, there is indeed no one in this dark and rotten mess room.

   Yin Mo turned on the lighting function of the phone, and through the location of the debris and the thickness of the dust in the corner, it was basically confirmed that there were occasional people here, but there was no sign of residence.

  Half a minute later, Yin Mo walked out of the cleaning room angrily. Seeing He Chen's leisurely look, he couldn't help but cast his lips away, "Auntie is not here..."

  He Chen couldn't suppress the upward arc of the corners of his lips, and there was a subtle smile on his handsome and **** face, "Baby, I'm willing to bet and lose, remember."

   Yin Mo nodded, "Well, what is the bet?"

   "You will know."

  The more He Chen plays mystery, the more curious Yin Mo becomes.

  Unfortunately, from the negative third floor to the top floor, no matter what she asked, he just didn't say it.

   Yin Mo pursed her mouth as if discouraged, "You hate it!"

  He Chen patted her cheek indulgently, and did not speak. The two walked side by side to the acting chairman's office.

  When the ambiguity subsided, Yin Mo also gradually calmed down. She keenly observed the surroundings and whispered: "Why is there no one on the top floor?"

  Not only that, no one has the light on.

  In the chairman's office, Yin Mo tentatively twisted the handle, and the door opened.

  Is such an important office location not locked?

  Yin Mo became vigilant in an instant, she looked around the office layout, her eyebrows gradually frowned.

  This office looks ordinary, no different from most bosses.

  The rest area, the boss desk, and the entire row of bookcases embedded in the wall are all very common layouts.

   Soon, Yin Mo took out his mobile phone and found the floor plan of the top floor. A few seconds later, he hit the nail on the head, “There is a problem with the layout of the office. The number of square meters is not more than two hundred visually, but the plan is marked as three hundred and fifty square meters.”

   Yin Mo raised his eyes and looked at He Chen, who was staring at him, "There is probably a built-in lounge or... another room here."

  　6000, ask for a ticket

  (End of this chapter)