An abandoned old chemical plant, two ordinary Volkswagen cars arrived at their destination when the Maybach disappeared into the night.

All of them were dressed in black and red uniforms, and the man led by them flicked away the cigarette butt, "Go in and clean up the battlefield." ”

The new team members who entered the factory first were collectively stunned, "This ...... We're here to collect the corpse?" As soon as the words fell, "Oops!" was knocked on the back of the head by the man in charge.

"Pay attention to your words, they are all alive. ”

The man looked at the miserable black-clothed people inside, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, this Song word is too rampant and inhumane, and he must report it to the organization and severely accuse her!

The veteran team member who cleaned up the scene first was very calm, silently closed a box of goods and a box of US bills, and by the way, he looked at the tattooed man lying on the ground with less breath and more breath, and looked at the small footprints on his knees with pity, all silent.

It's miserable...... Crushed wounds...... And bullets...... Collective knees are cold.

You can mess with Captain Liu, but you must not mess with Devil Song. There is a reason for this truth.

"Bullet marks at the scene showed more than two types of firearms. The team members who were examining the traces of guns at the scene hurried over to the man.

The man stood by the window and looked at the cigars scattered on the ground, and was stunned when he heard this report, and his expression was solemn, and he made a phone call.

On the other hand, just after taking a bath, he casually pulled a bathrobe and wore loosely on his body, and the small mobile phone vibrated "buzzing".

Sitting on the recliner in the guest room, he picked up the phone, "What's the matter?"

The man on the other end of the phone said in a solemn voice, "The other party has a gun?"

"Hmm. Song Ci changed his right hand to answer the phone, and picked up the mobile phone with his left hand and clicked on WeChat.

"Why don't you ask for reinforcements?!What if you fail?!" The man couldn't help but growl, "Song Ci, it's dangerous for you to carry out a mission like this." ”

After taking the mobile phone far away and waiting for the other party to finish roaring, Song Ci said slowly, "I didn't know in advance that they had guns, but when I knew, they had already started fighting." ”

As he was talking, the door was pushed open, and Huo Heng, who had changed into a silk nightgown, came in with a glass of milk and a stack of clothes, and saw the girl lying lazily on the recliner, still making phone calls, and couldn't help frowning.

Song Ci glanced at the man standing in front of him, lowered his eyes and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "I'll pay attention next time." Apply for leave, all groups. ”

Not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone was talking about, the girl slammed her mouth impatiently, "Five thousand words review." Then he hung up.

Then looking at Huo Heng, the man gently glanced at the girl's half-naked shoulders without squinting, "Drink milk and sleep." ”

Song Ci put down her phone and took the milk, and held it in her hand without drinking it, the heat of the milk hit her cheeks, warm.

"Why don't you drink it?"

Song Ci raised his cup and wanted to drink it, but he couldn't hold back for a long time, and said to Huo Heng irritably: "I hate milk." ”

This made Huo Heng unexpected, a look of embarrassment appeared on his always solemn and indifferent face at this moment, coughed lightly, and took away the milk cup in Song Ci's hand, "What else is annoying, say it all at once." ”

looked at Huo Heng with an embarrassed face strangely, and estimated that he was a little annoyed and angry, and said tentatively, "It's gone." ”

After a "hmm", Huo Heng nodded clearly, then turned to leave, pausing as he went out, "You dress properly, especially in front of the opposite sex." Then he closed the door.

Hearing this, Song Ci looked at his clothes suspiciously, and pulled up his neckline, this is a man's clothes, they must be big, inexplicable.

Song Ci, who was a little tired after taking a bath, lifted the quilt and lay in, looking at the cold-colored decoration style, just like the character of the owner's family. He hooked the corners of his lips and slowly closed his eyes.

It's rare, Song Ci has no dreams all night.

Opening the hazy sleepy eyes, Song Ci looked at the unfamiliar environment and thought for a while, before getting up slowly, the silk quilt slid down the body due to the girl's action of getting up, revealing delicate and fair skin, but when the girl turned around, there were many hideous scars on the back of the waist and looked abrupt.

On the black bedside table are stacked clothes, Song Ci estimated that Huo Heng brought it about yesterday, a simple hoodie and slacks, after changing clothes and washing, Song Ci went downstairs.

It was already close to noon, and the housekeeper and cook were busy preparing lunch.

Song Ci saw Huo Heng sitting on the sofa and working on the stairs at a glance, and there were three men in suits standing next to him, all holding their breath and trembling.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Huo Heng's eyes moved away from the document and looked at the girl on the stairs, who was dressed neatly and freshly with a baseball cap with a low-down striped pattern, which looked beautiful and refined.

Retracted his gaze, closed the pile of documents, looked at the three stewards who were nervous standing aside, and said lightly: "Go back and make changes, there is a mistake in the analysis of the report data last quarter." ”

The three managers were overjoyed and took back their respective documents and reports, and glanced at each other, as if they saw tears in each other's eyes.

Oh my God, I wasn't scolded, I wasn't attacked with indifference, I wasn't ridiculed?! God, my boss was so merciful today! I love my work!

"Still not leaving?" Huo Heng glanced at the three stupid people coldly, and felt that he was a little uneasy about handing over the Dragon City Market to these three people.

The three of them woke up from a dream and turned to leave.

When the door was closed, a slightly shorter man who walked slower saw his fierce boss talking to a girl with a pleasant face, and the girl was still impatient.

What? What is this? What do I see? I'm going to poke myself in the eye! I'm sure there's something wrong with my brain, how can the boss be so kind?