Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Just like the sugar gourd I ate when I was a child, when hawthorn was hung with a sugar shell, what I ate was a taste. Later, the children's eyes were too high to see those, so all kinds of sugar gourds with various patterns were born. Apple, orange, kiwi, the appearance of a variety of patterns, greedy can not buy greedy, a bite to the mouth but straight tears.

Fake is fake, and substitutes can't compete with genuine products in any case. Xiao Yong is Xiao Yong. He will never become mu Yunshen.

At this moment, on another private island in Maldives.

Next to the huge open-air swimming pool, there is a beach chair under the white umbrella. On it lies a man with bronze skin, who is Gu Beihua. Tan Jing was massaging him. She knelt on the tile with her white knees. Her black bikini was very irritating, but she didn't make Gu Beihua look at her.

Gu Beihua sipped sake. His eyes were hidden under wide sunglasses. He couldn't see what emotion he was feeling. He asked, "is the operation arranged?"

Tan Jing said with a smile, "it can be done tomorrow. If there is no accident, it can be used normally in three days."

"Good." Only one word, no more words.

Tan Jing gently pinched the muscle on Gu Beihua's arm. "By the way, boss, Xiao Jingye came to see me last week."

Hearing this, Gu Beihua finally had a slight reaction. He turned around and looked at her through the black sunglasses.

She was asked to go on in silence.

Tan Jing flattered to smile, "or for Xiao Jingyu traffic accident that matter, he suspected to my head."

Aware that Gu Beihua's face was not right, she immediately changed her tone, "but you can rest assured that I'm smart, and I'll deal with it in time."

Gu Beihua gave a cold smile, and his voice was cold. "You know how to do it. Tan Jing, what you have done, you should learn to wipe your ass clean. You should understand this truth."

Tan Jing quickly lowered her head and said "yes" and asked in a low voice, "but boss, we have no grievances with the Xiao family. Why..."

Suddenly, she felt a beam of cold light coming, and she immediately stopped.

"That's it?"

Gu Beihua glanced at her and hummed coldly, "Tan Jing, do you know that Lin leniu and Kaizi were killed at the beginning?"

Tan Jing shook her head and told the truth, "I don't know.".

Gu Beihua took off his sunglasses, swept his eyes like a falcon, and said coldly, "except Xiao Jingye, I can't think of anyone who can blow his head as accurately as a sniper gun 1500 meters away!"

Tan Jing was stunned and almost forgot her hand massage.

"He killed two of my men, and I'll take his brother's life. It's natural that I'll take advantage of him." Such as death Shura general voice down, in this man's mouth said easily.

Tan Jing knew that she should not say more about some things, so she kept silent and continued to massage quietly. The man's solid muscle texture is clear, and his hand feels as greasy as jade. He exudes a masculine air in the sun.

Tan Jing glanced at him secretly, followed his skin and bones quietly, and climbed up, inch by inch close to a certain place.

Gu Beihua's eyes were bright. He suddenly raised his hand and grasped her slender wrist, "Tan Jing."

He was always like this. His tone was relaxed and cold, without any emotion. However, Tan Jing's heart suddenly trembled. Reading a person's name is like reading a code.

"Two of my friends are here today. Go and wait on them." After a pause, he added, "it's important to serve these two people well."