Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

He can't go on at this time.

This is a waste of time.

This has no effect on the woman in front of her.

The moment he turned to see a woman's eyes, he understood.

When did he become so naive.

In the past, when we cleaned up the door, we didn't go straight to the theme and awed people with the cost of blood.

Mi you Ning hears a man's words, pick eyebrow to smile, very resemble clever turn round to go upstairs.

Halfway through, she suddenly looked back at the young man beside Carl cook.

"This man is good-looking. It's a pity that his legs are broken."

With that, she smiles innocently and takes a look at Han mo.

The latter's eyes were strange, but mi you Ning turned and continued to walk upstairs.

In fact, she just found out that when the young man looked at Carl again, his eyes were different.

With attachment, a kind of chick complex.

It's not that he has no feelings for Carl.

This kind of vision, let her understand some what, walk halfway can't help but say a word for each other.

The most important thing is that the other person's eyes don't look annoying to her.

Han Mo looks at the woman upstairs and disappears.

He then turned to look at the man beside Carl, his eyes were deep, with a hint of ambiguity.

The young man winced, and Carl held the man in his arms.

Then Han Mo's line of sight swept to the hall, the people in front of him.

Most of the people present looked at mi you Ning's back as he left, with deep thoughts in his eyes.

But soon they were distracted.

"Hao Qiu drag people out!"

Han Mo opens his mouth and Hao Qiu immediately walks into the crowd and pulls a middle-aged man out.

The man was thrown into the middle of the hall, followed by a young man and a woman.

Seeing these three people, Han Mo looks at the young foreign man beside Carl cook with a smile.

"Are you familiar with all these?"

The latter shivered and approached Carl.

"Master, please forgive me. I'm wrong..."

The man in the middle of the hall knelt down and begged for mercy.

A man and a woman beside him also knelt down.

"Master, please forgive us..."

"Home owner..."

Han Mo stood in front of the sofa, looking down at the crowd.

"No rules, no circle. You will be punished if you do something wrong. After all, what you want is my life."

"Bang..."

As soon as his words were heard, the gunfire rang out.

The first middle-aged man pleaded for mercy. At this time, his eyes were wide open and he fell to the ground without breath.

Looking in the direction of shooting, it was Hao Qiu who was not far away from Han mo.

He's still shooting in his hand.

But his gun was aimed at another woman.

"Forgive me, master! I'm really wrong. I'm confused... "

"Bang..."

Hao Qiu didn't wait for her to finish, so he shot.

Only because he saw one side, the owner's face was impatient.

All along, the master's means are very simple, the sharp means, the suppression of blood, which has never changed.

Once found betrayer, hate to explain, hate all kinds of excuses.

However, except for today, although I don't know what the owner did, it doesn't prevent him from doing it.

Hao Qiu solved the woman, and the muzzle of the gun turned to the last man again.

The man was shaking all over, his eyes were afraid, and he couldn't speak.

Han Mo lowered his head and looked at the blood all over the ground, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light.