Sweetheart,Come Back!

A few bodyguards come forward to clear the field, give the evening Jin speech a space, do not let other people to bet on the dog close.

Bo Kun pushes Mu Jin's words forward.

As soon as the dog owner's rope was untied, he immediately rushed to the evening Jin and said, "don't Don't Please forgive me... "

The bodyguard blocks the dog owner and keeps him away from Mu Jin Yan.

"Throw me in and I'll be bitten to death."

The bodyguard said, "I'll give you a jacket. I can't die."

"I can't die. It's about it."

"If I bite you, I'll pay you for it." The evening Jin spoke coldly.

The dog owner's face turned white, and the original problem was his words. In a flash, his intestines were blue with regret.

The bodyguard dragged the dog owner to the entrance.

"Please leave me alone. I will never dare to do it again."

The evening Jin speech raised the hand, the bodyguard stops.

"Listen, I'm not patient. If I ask you something, you can answer it honestly. If there is a lie or ambiguity, I will ask you to die."

"Yes, yes."

"Why do you show off with those three dogs?"

"Yes..." The man didn't dare to say that, but the rest of his eyes looked at the dog fighting ring in a frenzied way: "someone gave me a sum of money, let me lead the three dogs to walk by her side when a girl left school."

"Which girl?"

"It's the beautiful one."

Anyin!

The evening Jin said that her eyes were slightly narrowed.

"Who told you to do that?"

"I don't know his name. He was picked up by a mouse. The dog belongs to the same man."

"Who is the mouse and how to find him?"

"His name is Zhang Hong. He opened a small shop in Xima street to help people pick up jobs and earn intermediate fees."

The owner of the dog was afraid of being thrown to feed the dog and told him all he knew.

After listening to Mu Jin's speech, Chong Bokun nodded his head.

Bokun takes a handbag from a bodyguard and opens it with half a bag of money in it.

The dog owner looked at the bag of money and didn't know what it meant.

Bokun left his bag on the ground, "medical expenses."

"Medical expenses?" The owner of the dog did not respond, the bodyguard pulled him up and dragged him to the entrance of the fighting field.

The owner of the dog screamed, "I said everything you asked me..."

Mu Jin said: "ah Kun, go."

Bokun: Yes

Bo Kun pushes Mu Jin to leave the fighting field.

The bodyguard said, "my second master only asked you questions, but didn't let you off."

The owner of the dog is stupid.

The bodyguard threw him into the dogfight, and there was a scream.

***

a snack bar on Xima street.

Zhang Hong's eyes lit up when he saw two cool sports cars stop at the door.

One Ferrari, which has only recently been released, and the other is the latest Limited Edition silbe.

The man on Silby, wearing big sunglasses, could only see a side face. His face was thin, his nose was high and straight, his lips were very thin, and his jaw line was firm and beautiful.

The man didn't get out of the car and didn't even turn his head around. He took out a cigarette and put it on it. The metal lighter turned around at the slender direction and "Ding" it ignited.

He lowered his head to light his cigarette, took a puff, leaned back on his back, put his hand on the window at will, and let out a puff of smoke.

It's amazing.

Zhang Hong is not gay, and he can't help swallowing his mouth.

Then his eyes fell on his wrist, which was resting on the window.

On the wrist is a noble Peugeot Patek Philippe watch.

Zhang Hong swallowed his mouth again.

Such people should be able to receive a big deal when they come to visit.

Ferrari's door opened and a young man jumped out of the car. He was also very handsome, but his dyed yellow hair made him look tender.

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