Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Of course I don't want to." Wang Fan defeated and hugged Gong Feixue at the same time. "I'm in charge of this matter. But you must remember that Gong's group has 30% of the shares and there are 72 positions."

"Relax, people will make you satisfied." Gong Fei Xue Song sighed, his voice squeaky.

In front, the lean man can't stand it, and can't help but say, "Mrs. Gong, don't be fooled by him. He has a little white face, what is his ability, and why should he fight the Northwest Wolf King?"

"In my opinion, I'm afraid he will run faster than anyone else at that time. Madam, think twice!" The lean man looked at the two and kissed me in the back, almost bleeding.

He endured and endured, endured and endured, and finally he couldn't hold back and spoke.

"Shut up!" Gong Feixue straightened up, showing an unprecedented strength and fierceness, "Song Biao, what are you, what are you qualified to control me about Gong Feixue?"

"Don't forget, you are just a dog that I keep. You have to recognize your identity. Next time you dare to intervene, don't blame me Gong Feixue for turning up ruthlessly!"

The lean man's face turned red, and he bowed his head and didn't speak again, but the color of resentment in his eyes was more intense.

An hour later, the group arrived at Feixue Manor. This is Gong Feixue's site, and there are countless bodyguards. Returning here means she is safe.

"Sister, you go back first and take a good rest, then I will go first. If something happens, remember to call me." Wang Fan waved goodbye to Gong Feixue and turned to leave.

Gong Feixue did not retain much, as long as Wang Fan appeared at a critical moment, there was no need to stay by her side for 24 hours.

What's more, she believes that no matter how arrogant the Northwest Wolf King is, he dare not attack her Feixue Manor in the light of day.

Wang Fan left Feixue Manor and did not take a few steps. The lean man stopped in front of him. His face was somber and his voice was poisonous. "Boy, I warn you, stay away from Mrs. Gong, or I will scrap you!"

Wang Fan laughed, "Song Biao, I'm Sister Feixue's man. I'm counted as your master. Are you talking to the master like this? How do you treat your dog? Are you aware of your identity? ? "

Song Biao was furious, he was about to vomit blood for three liters, "You shame your face!"

This bastard, even borrowing Mrs. Gong's words, allowed himself to recognize his identity and scolded him as a dog. This is simply an insult, a face!

How can he bear Song Biao?

"Oh, hey." Looking at Song Biao's cannibalistic expression, Wang Fan couldn't help but take three steps back. "Are you looking like this, are you ready to bite? I tell you, the dog that bites the owner is not a good dog. Sister Feixue, make you a stray dog ​​in minutes. "

"You're looking for death!" Song Biao was furious and couldn't bear it anymore, so he flew towards Wang Fan, his eyes flushed and his momentum was fierce!

"It's really not a good dog." Wang Fan snorted, very disdainful. He looked at Song Biao so calmly without moving.

Song Biao's eyes flashed extremely fierce, raising his arms, and bomb-like fists blasted at Wang Fan.

Huohuoshengfeng, vigorously sinking!

He wanted to punch Wang Fan down, let Wang Fan know the consequences of Toad eating swan meat, and the consequences of provoking Song Biao.

Wang Fan's eyes flashed with surprise. He did not expect that Gong Feixue's men still have such skill.

Wang Fan did not solve things that could have been solved with one punch. He wanted to see how Song Biao's strength would threaten Gong Feixue.

If there is a threat, Wang Fan does not mind directly abolishing Song Biao to avoid internal and external problems. If there is no threat, then stay with him and be able to block several enemies at critical moments.

With a tentative heart in mind, Wang Fan fought with Song Biao vividly. You came and went, and no one took advantage of it on the surface.

Song Biao's eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart even flashed with anxiety.

He was surprised that Wang Fan could even draw a tie with him. You know, he is a first-rate bodyguard. How can Wang Fan compare with him?

He was anxious that this place was not far from Feixue Manor. In case this scene was seen by Gong Feixue, he would probably not be able to walk around.

Relative to Song Biao's anxiety, Wang Fan seemed very calm. Five minutes later, Wang Fan, who had already figured out Song Biao's strength, kicked his ass.

Song Biao groaned, the whole person's center of gravity was suddenly unstable, fell to the ground in an embarrassed state, and nibbled at the mud.

"Song Biao, look at your loyalty to Sister Feixue, I don't care today. I dare to provoke next time, I will interrupt your dog legs."

After finishing, Wang Fan turned and left.

Song Biao's face was bitter, but he could only hold it in his heart.

Wang Fan ate something and soon returned to Yindi Group.

It's a big deal to get Zhang Kaihe, and he has to invite Song Rumei to ask for awards.

Wang Fan quickly came to the 38th floor, but was stopped by Yang Lingling before entering the presidential office.

Today's Yang Lingling is dressed in OL, with light makeup on her face, orange lip gloss on her lips, and black stockings on her plump legs, full of mature style.

She looked at Wang Fan, put her right index finger on the tempting red lips, made a boo gesture, and then pulled Wang Fan to a dead end.

"Secretary Yang, what are you doing?" Wang Fan thumped his whole heart, a little afraid.

Does Secretary Yang's animalism make him want to rule himself here? Oh my god, should I resist, or should I resist?

Yang Lingling tipped her toes, her **** red lips accidentally wiped Wang Fan's face, close to Wang Fan's left ear, and said quickly, "Wang Fan, President Song is angry at you and fell a lot in the morning."

Wang Fan felt Yang Lingling's body scent, and couldn't help but skim the following eyes, only feeling dizzy and dry, crying without tears, "She's angry and it's not my business, how can I die?"

If he hadn't just fought with Gong Feixue for two hours, he might not be able to bear it.

"Don't you offend Mr. Song? How can I hear Mr. Song seem to be scolding you, saying you are going to hack you?" Yang Lingling seemed puzzled.

"What?" Wang Fan couldn't care about enjoyment anymore, his face inexplicable, "How is it possible, when will I offend her?"

"Well, I guess I heard it wrong." Yang Lingling blinked doubtfully and left. Wang Fan also went to Song Rumei's office.

"Mr. Song, I'm here. Well, you know what Zhang Kaihe was arrested by the police, right? Well, look, this reward"

The first sentence Wang Fan entered the door was to invite credit.

He was still rubbing his hands, with an embarrassed expression, but he didn't know how to beat it.

"Come here." Song Rumei moved Wang Fan to hook his finger, and Wang Fan hurried away.

Song Rumei got up and smelled on Wang Fan. The more he smelled, the darker his face became.

Wang Fan thumped in his heart, and suddenly had a bad hunch.

Song Rumei quickly pulled out a few hair strands on Wang Fan, her face black as charcoal, and her voice was cold, "Say, which fox spirit was you fooling around with last night?"

"You're really romantic, the company is sloppy, and the flags are fluttering outside. Are you treating yourself as Tang Bohu or Wei Xiaobao?"

Song Rumei pointed to Wang Fan's face, hating iron and not making steel, "You see what time it is before you come to work? Just like you, still want a bonus?"

"Tell me honestly, who was the vixen last night!" Song Rumei said, fingers rubbing on Wang Fan's face, and the tender white fingers suddenly showed a touch of red, which is the lip mark, "Don't deny, face The lip prints have not been wiped clean! "

Lying trough, that is Yang Lingling's lip print.

Wang Fan secretly called out the bad luck, and the nasty Yang Lingling harmed herself. But, dare he say that the lip print is Yang Lingling?

Cry without tears!

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