Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"That, Mr. Lin, can I go to a toilet, I can't hold it anymore." Wang Fan said pitifully.

This Lin Ruoxue, really Nima is a scheming bitch, even pulling herself to Yindi Group.

It is conceivable that if Song Rumei sees herself and Lin Ruoxue together, the misunderstanding between the two of them may not be solved.

"Yes, I will follow you, but if you dare to slip, I will make your security company smashed." Lin Ruoxue said.

"Okay, that's okay." Wang Fan rubbed his head and walked to Lin Ruoxue's lengthened Lincoln.

This Nima is really big, he is thinking about how to get out.

"Where are you going, can you get Mr. Lin's car? Get me off!"

The bodyguard watched Wang Fan walking towards Lin Ruoxue's car, vomiting blood angrily, and could not help but shout again.

There has never been a man in Lin Ruoxue ’s car. As a bodyguard, Wang Fan wants to be in the same car as Lin Ruoxue. How can this be done?

Even if Lin Ruoxue is worried about safety and needs personal bodyguard protection, it should be his first bodyguard. When is Wang Fan ’s turn?

"Ah?" Wang Fan opened his mouth, and then excited. "That's really good, I don't want to go up yet. President Lin, but your people won't let me get in the car, bye."

After Wang Fan said happily, he turned away.

Lin Ruoxue's eyes were fast, he grabbed Wang Fan, and then looked at the bodyguard, his face full of anger, "You shut up!"

She scolded, without hesitation, dragging Wang Fan to the extended Lincoln, and then slammed, closing the door.

The bodyguard was about to exhale blood, but he was helpless.

He watched Wang Fan, who was in the back seat of Lincoln with Lin Ruoxue, clenched his fists, eyes flashed.

Baba Wang, sooner or later he will give Wang Fan good looks.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, President Lin, you hurt me. But I like it, I like the woman you are so powerful."

Wang Fan oops, screaming, lying on Lin Ruoxue's lap coldly, his hands wantonly taking advantage of it.

This woman wanted to use herself, not to take advantage of the price, it was too sorry for herself. Not to mention, Lin Ruoxue's elasticity is quite good, smooth and greasy.

"Get up, you get me up." Lin Ruoxue was like a lioness stepping on her tail, shouting in anger, and pulling Wang Fan fiercely.

It's just that Wang Fan's arms are too tight, which won't help.

She wanted to cry without tears.

She grew so big, or the first time she was so rude to a big man.

She looked at Wang Fan who was lying on her lap, feeling Wang Fan's breath, and at the same time she was a little strange.

Abominable, it is really abominable.

She was at a loss.

In front, the beautiful female driver who drove looked at this scene, her mouth wide open as well, but she quickly withdrew her eyes and dared not look at it again.

Lin Ruoxue is still very authoritative, she dare not make Lin Ruoxue angry.

Wang Fan took advantage of it, then climbed up, glanced around, and said excitedly, "Mr. Lin, let's get started quickly."

"I've never played in a Lincoln car yet. The location here is large enough. It's still genuine leather. It's absolutely exciting."

"Go!" Lin Ruoxue was furious and could not help but yell out loud.

It was only her voice that fell, and Wang Fan simply opened the door and ran forward.

"This is why you let me go. Mr. Lin said Jiuding, but he can't regret it, bye." Wang Fan was very happy. This time, this woman couldn't find a trick.

Lin Ruoxue realized that he was fooled, and showed half of his body to pull Wang Fan, but he didn't pull it, and he only stomped his feet.

No one noticed that in a car not far away, a man saw all this in his eyes and snapped several photos.

Yindi Group, President Office.

Song Rumei stood in front of the huge French window, looking very sad.

Zhong Lan was too seriously injured and had been sent to Beijing for treatment. Before leaving, she wanted her to accompany her, but she didn't know why she was reluctant to leave.

Since that night, Zhong Pengcheng has lost contact, and Zhong's employees have resigned one after another, and Yindi Group once again takes control of her. But even so, she was still not happy.

Three days ago, Wang Fan also called her, but she was hung up by the angry head. These days, when she wanted to receive a call from Wang Fan, Wang Fan never called.

She squeezed the phone and wanted to call Wang Fan and wanted Wang Fan to give her an explanation. But after pressing the number, she finally did not press the dial key.

She was waiting, waiting for Wang Fan to take the initiative to call or give her an explanation in person.

Didi Didi.

A rapid voice from the phone came, and Song Rumei turned on the phone excitedly, but soon her face turned gray.

She didn't wait for Wang Fan's information, but she saw pictures that made her feel like a knife.

Wang Fan, even mixed with Lin Ruoxue ghost, the two seem to be very intimate.

Slap.

The phone fell to the ground, and Song Rumei's tears fell like rain.

Five minutes later, she wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and her eyes became dead.

Her heart is dead.

After another five minutes, Song Rumei picked up her cell phone and dialed out a call, "Miss Bai, I promised you your request, and I followed you into Beijing."

After dialing the phone, Song Rumei left Yindi.

An hour later, an airplane took off and flew towards the capital.

Wang Fan ate something and rushed to Yindi Group. When he arrived, he was told that Song Rumei had left.

Wang Fan was reluctant, and hurried to the villa of Song Rumei, but the villa was empty and there was no one.

Wang Fan called, but it showed shutdown again.

He suddenly had a very bad hunch, and while the Black Rakshapa sent people to explore the traces of Song Rumei, he searched the world like crazy.

He went to bars, restaurants, teahouses, cafes, and even the beach where the two went long, but found nothing.

Does she really refuse to believe in herself, and really believe in Zhong Lan? Is she really going to cut herself off?

Wang Fan's grief is more than death.

Just when he was at a loss, Hei Luosha called.

Song Rumei has left Jinzhou and went to the capital.

Yindi Group has also changed ownership and was acquired by Lin Ruoxue.

Wang Fan heard the news, his mind roared, blank.

For a long while, he laughed wildly: more than a year of feelings, more than a year of suffering, and countless times to save Song Rumei and embarrassment. In the end, he really could not compare with Zhong Lan.

Song Rumei would rather believe Zhong Lan, and would rather break with herself and go to the capital than believe in herself.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Well, all this should never happen.

Wang Fan murmured and went to the bar to get drunk.

His heart really hurts.

The heat wave rolled, heavy metal music roared, and countless men and women twisted on the dance floor.

Enchanting posture, large-scale dance steps, and hot and voluptuous movements could not attract Wang Fan's attention.

In his eyes, only the wine in front of him.

"Huh, why is he here?" Not far away, a woman who was also drunk looked at Wang Fan, her eyes flashing with surprise.

Although she came here to buy drunk, she was not crazy to the extent of Wang Fan, who simply drank to death.

With intolerance, she refused several perverts who came to take advantage, and walked towards Wang Fan step by step.

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