"Hello Miss Shang, there was a lot of neglect just now! Wait a minute, I know that you love tea, I'll go get you a good hair tip and make tea for you." Ma Fuchao, as an old oilman on the road and a highly vigilant drug dealer, although he was sure that the person in front of him was Shang Guanrong, he might not trust all of them.

I heard that Shang Guanrong hates tea the most and likes to drink cold boiled water, so it is necessary for him to test one or two, as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens.

Heavenly Destiny Nine raised his eyebrows, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his demonic eyes, if it weren't for the omnipotent mind reading technique, maybe he would have directly revealed his identity just because of this tea, and he would have messed it up.

He pretended to look at Ma Fuchao impatiently on his face, and said coldly: "Ma Fuchao, what do you mean by this? Who on the road doesn't know that I don't like tea, you want to make me tea?"

Even though Ma Fuchao also had some little martial arts skills, he didn't react, he only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and his neck was pinched by something like a pincer, and he couldn't breathe well.

When he went to pinch with both hands, his neck was grabbed even tighter, and his face was red, obviously suffocated.

Just as Ma Fuchao's ears were ringing and dizzy, and he was a little hypoxic, there was also a cold voice from Heavenly Destiny Nine in his ears, "You tested me before, I didn't want to worry about you, and now you still want to test me, do you want to die?"

After the last word of death was finished, he was full of murderous intent.

Ma Fuchao was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he was sweating profusely because of the lack of oxygen, and he hurriedly squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Shang ...... Boss Shang, you misunderstood, I misunderstood, I really...... I don't know you don't like tea, really, I swear, you're mistaken!"

Heavenly Destiny Jiu looked at him fiercely, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the hand around his neck was even tighter, and for a moment, Ma Fuchao felt that he might really die today.

And at this moment, the pliers on his neck suddenly let go, and he was paralyzed for a while, and sat on the sofa with a pale face, gasping for hard-won air.

Heavenly Mandate Nine took out the handkerchief in his pocket again, wiped his hand that touched his neck, and didn't look at him, and said lightly: "I came today, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, and I don't want to kill anyone." There is only one simple thing for you to do, if you do it well, you will become famous, if you don't do it well, hell will see Hades. ”

Speaking of seeing the king of Hades at the end, he suddenly raised his eyes, and his demonic eyes narrowed slightly and looked directly at Ma Fuchao, there is a kind of thing to explain to you, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, you can't help him.

Ma Fuchao's hatred!

Why did he get into trouble with such a female star, what was the reason?

"What I hate the most is Gu Shiyan, you dare to cooperate with him?" Heavenly Mandate Nine said the main reason why he didn't know in his heart.

Ma Fuchao frowned and sighed, he almost forgot that her brother was Gu Shiyan who got into it and died, "Then you say, what do you want me to do?"

"Let him die!" Destiny Nine said coldly, without the slightest consideration.

"You're going to let me kill the police? I, I don't dare. Ma Fuchao shrunk his neck and pretended to admit it.

"You have killed all of Xing Yanhao's son, are you still afraid of a Gu Shiyan?" said in a disdainful tone, and at the same time narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Do you really dare?"

The tone of Heavenly Destiny Nine gave Ma Fuchao the feeling that if he dared to say that he really didn't dare, then she would definitely do him on the spot mercilessly.