Chapter 625: Mr. Bai, Please Respect Yourself (1)

Before the words fell, Bai Yuan had already acted.

He took two strange steps, and his palm slapped out lightly, landing on Zhu Wu's shoulder.

With a slight "click", Zhu Wu snorted and glared at Bai Yuan.

The white palm kept and slapped it to the other side.

As the second "click" sounded, the syringe in the other person's hand was also pierced into Zhu Wu's neck.

"Despicable!" Zhu Wu spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and cursed, and then fainted again.

The cooperation between the two is fast and tacit.

Everyone hadn't even recovered from the exclamation of Carambola Creek, and the contest here was over.

"Whew~" Carambola Creek breathed a sigh of relief and sat back.

Although she didn't understand, she also knew that Zhu Wu's two pieces of pipa were all broken, and she should not have the ability to do it again.

Mo Wenxiao tilted his head and smiled at Carambola Creek: "You have made great contributions." ”

"Team Mo, this person ...... What is the origin?" the village chief asked hesitantly.

He ...... It's almost an enemy. Mo Wenxiao hesitated for a moment and gave a vague explanation.

"Oh my God!" everyone gasped.

"Is he really here to take revenge because of Hai Xia?" the village chief also widened his eyes, "Isn't that Cheng Cuijuan too?"

"Cheng Cuijuan?" Mo Wenxiao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "What does it have to do with her?"

"He was asked by Cheng Cuijuan. The village chief hurriedly told Ah Xingpo about it.

Mo Wenxiao glanced at Bai Yuan, didn't speak, and took his own people to the next door for interrogation.

"Take it away. Bai Yuan slowly took off his gloves and raised his chin slightly at his teammates, and sat down across from Carambola Creek with a playful smile on his face, "What?

Carambola Xi raised her eyes and glanced at Bai Yuan lightly, and asked, "What does the Zhu family do?"

Why did the wooden sign engraved with the word "Zhu" become the key to her room on the 33rd floor?

And those mysteries that can't be seen through and can't get rid of, what does it have to do with the Zhu family?

"Want to know?" Bai Yuan heard this, his long legs stretched and overlapped, and he raised his eyebrows at the star fruit stream with his back against the conference table.

"......" Carambola Creek was speechless.

Isn't this nonsense?

"Simple. Bai Yuan snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "As long as you promise to be my person, I will tell you." ”

"......" Carambola Creek couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Mr. Bai, please respect yourself!" Yang Danxi listened on the side, but he was furious, and he got up and shouted.

"Mr. Bai, please be cautious!" Qin Feng and Xia Dongmin also coincidentally blocked in front of Carambola Creek and said in a deep voice to Bai Yuan.

"That's right, even if you're a great person, you can't treat our village girls like this again and again!" the village chief also walked over angrily.

Why did Mo Wenxiao bring such a person over!

"That's it, our peach is a person with a fiancΓ©, how can you do this!"

"What a big man is this, he is a when he talks!"

The villagers at the door also said indignantly.

"......" Now, it's Bai Yuan's turn to be speechless.

What did he say?

"Mr. Bai, do you hear that?" Carambola Creek stood up, looked at Bai Yuan and pouted, "Please respect yourself, don't ruin your image." ”

After that, he pushed Qin Feng's wheelchair and beckoned Yang Danxi and the others to leave.

"Don't you want to know Zhu Wu's origin?" Bai Yuan stood up slowly and asked.

Carambola Creek turned a deaf ear and walked out on its own.

There are steps outside the house, and the wheelchair is not easy to go down, but fortunately, the enthusiastic villagers are there, and they don't need to say hello to help.

Xia Dongmin and the three of them fell behind, blocking the door, looking at the obvious warning in the eyes of the white people.

"Carambola, don't you want to know what everything you encounter is for?" Bai Yuan glanced at them lightly, and didn't go out, just stood in place and looked at Carambola Creek's back and asked.

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