"Don't even think about it, let me tell you, don't get an inch!" Lin Rushuang said without hesitation.

Ye Qingsoul pursed his lips and muttered: "Don't let you touch it, no wonder it's so small......"

"What did you say!"

Lin Rushuang's eyes widened and she looked at him angrily.

Although Ye Qingsoul's voice just now was small, she also heard it clearly.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, wife, you must have heard it wrong, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first......"

Seeing that Lin Rushuang had a tendency to go crazy, Ye Qingsoul hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran.

"Great pervert!"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Rushuang was the only one left in the office, and remembering what Ye Qingsoul had just said, she stomped her feet angrily.

Looking down, according to normal standards, his scale is not small......

That pervert, does it have to be like that...... Can a big cow be satisfied?

That's ugly, isn't it?

Lin Rushuang unconsciously began to wander.

When she came back to her senses, she blushed suddenly.

Phew!

How do I think about these things, who cares what type he likes!

Coming out of Lin Rushuang's office, Ye Qingsoul walked directly to the marketing department.

Finally, from a driver to a marketing manager, this can be regarded as a promotion, right?

When he arrived, he realized that the atmosphere here was more subtle.

Everyone was doing their own thing with their heads down, no one looking up, no one greeting him.

Ye Qingsoul frowned, feeling a little strange.

Walking into the office, he realized that the place that should have belonged to him was sitting with another man at the moment.

A man with a burly figure, round inches, and a very fierce expression.

Seeing Ye Qingsoul coming in, the man put down the Bodhi bracelet in his hand, squinted his eyes and asked, "You are Ye Qingsoul?"

Ye Qingsoul glanced at him lazily, "If you are looking for the marketing manager Ye Qingsoul, then it is under it." ”

"What bullshit marketing manager, have you asked Lao Tzu? Let me tell you, my brother was wronged by you, if you know each other, hurry up and prove his innocence, otherwise be careful that Lao Tzu will make you unable to stay here!"

The man slammed, slapped the table, and stood up from his seat suddenly, nearly two meters tall, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Are you Manager Wang's younger brother?"

Ye Qingsoul showed a suddenly realized expression, "No wonder they are all so stupid, but your brother is so petite, but you look so good, is your next-door neighbor surnamed Wang?"

Poof!

As soon as Ye Qingsoul's words came out, the others immediately covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

"I'm talking about you and my brother! What are you talking about our neighbors? I'll tell you, I'm most annoyed by you talking like this, if you don't hurry up to prove my brother's innocence, I'll beat you!" the man said with round eyes and a buzzing voice.

Ye Qingsoul was speechless for a while, "Who will explain to him, what did I mean by that sentence just now?"

"He said your mother stole men!"

A voice whispered.

"Your mother is stealing a man!"

The man was suddenly furious, and when he came to Ye Qingsoul in three steps and two steps, he was about to reach out and grab Ye Qingsoul's collar.

As a result, there was a sudden trance in front of his eyes, and he saw that Ye Qingsoul's figure seemed to flicker, and he grabbed it.

It was less than five centimeters away from Ye Qingsoul's collar.

The man was stunned for a moment, rubbing his eyes, revealing a look of doubt.

Unlike his brother, he went to the temple to learn martial arts since he was a child.

Most of the monks in the temple are fancy people, and he has practiced for more than ten years without success.

Later, I met an old monk by chance and taught him the kung fu of grasping hands with one hand.

Although he has only learned one and a half moves, after so many years, this trick has been perfected.

No matter who stands in front of him, he has always been caught and hit, and he is in danger of missing.

What happened just now, could it be that I was dazzled and misestimated the distance, so I caught a blank shot?

Ye Qingsoul raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a little surprise: "This grappler...... You practice Shaolin Temple Kung Fu?"

Back then, when the old man was teaching him kung fu, he once told him in detail about the number of martial arts of various sects in China.

"What Shaolin Temple, Lao Tzu practiced the kung fu of killing!"

The man sneered, and grabbed it with another claw, his sleeve robe drummed, and the wind whistled.

"Your kung fu is scary enough, and it's still far from killing people. ”

Ye Qingsoul chuckled, and he didn't see any movement, the man came over with one claw, and he grabbed it again.

"Huh?"

The man rubbed his eyes, looked at Ye Qingsoul in disbelief and asked, "Boy, what are you trying to do?"

"Do you still need a trick to deal with you?"

Ye Qingsoul smiled, "Did your master tell you that you should go out and make trouble after practicing your kung fu?" Looking at you like this, I'm afraid you haven't learned a few tricks in your master's kung fu, right?"

This man turned over and over, it was just such a grappling, Ye Qingsoul had already seen through his routine.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The man was annoyed and angry, but before he could fight back, he saw Ye Qingsoul stretch out a finger and point lightly.

"Look for death!"

A trace of yin poison crossed the man's eyes, and he immediately clenched his fists and smashed it with a punch.

With this powerful punch, Ye Qingsoul's finger is not directly abolished?

Many onlookers closed their eyes, as if they had seen the tragic scene.

As a result, the next moment, I only heard the man's miserable howl like killing a pig, which suddenly resounded in the office.

"If you are light, you, you are also a person who practices martial arts!"

The man clutched his fists and screamed, looking at Ye Qingsoul's eyes, full of horror.

Just now, that finger was pointed, and it gave the man the feeling as if he had been shot by a bullet.

In an instant, he lost sensation in his entire hand.

That amazing strength directly made him lose all thoughts of resisting in an instant.

When he was learning kung fu with the old monk, the old monk once told him carefully.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, a mountain is higher than a mountain, don't think that you have such a skill, so you act unscrupulously, otherwise if you meet a real master in the future, sooner or later you will suffer.

He didn't take it seriously at first, until later, he accidentally met a big brother who was also practicing martial arts, wielding a hundred and fifty pounds of sledgehammer, tiger and tiger, lifting weights like light.

He was shocked at the time, thinking that his eldest brother was born with divine powers, but he was warned by his eldest brother, saying that this was just an ordinary ability after a small success in martial arts.

There are even more strong people, who lift lightly and heavily, and if they hold a straw in their hands, they can cut gold and iron, and hurt people with flowers, which is almost mythical.