According to common sense, Lan Ling, who had been humiliated by him, if he found himself drunk on the road, if he didn't throw him directly into the sewer to feed the mosquitoes or kick him hard to relieve his anger, it would already be a very lucky thing for him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As for entering the house and sleeping on the knees of a beautiful woman like now, it is estimated that even if it is a dream, such a scene will never happen.

However, it was this kind of thing that would make him feel incredible even if he thought about it, but it really happened to him at this time, so that Ling Yun, who had always considered himself smart, had to doubt his IQ for the first time.

Leaning back on the head of the bed, Ling Yun looked at the ceiling above his head for a moment, then shook his head to find a cigarette from the clothes scattered on the bedside, but did not find a lighter that should be placed in the same place as the cigarette.

At this moment, the woman next to her didn't know when she woke up from her sleep, and helped Ling Yun light the cigarette in her mouth with a lighter in her hand.

"You, why are you doing this, is it because I'm too handsome?"

Looking at the woman beside him who had just woken up from sleep with a very lazy expression on her face, Ling Yun asked with some confusion: "If you throw me, the shameless guy who once humiliated you, into the sewer, wouldn't it be a thing that can relieve your anger and be very interesting?"

"Just throwing you bad guy down the drain to feed the mosquitoes, how can you relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Lan Ling smiled when he heard this, and then said as if very casually: "I'm going to make you fall madly in love with me, and then I'll kick you away mercilessly, so that you can experience the pain of being played with and life is worse than death, how about this revenge plan, it's poisonous enough, right?"

Moving her body, Lan Ling stretched out her hand from behind to wrap around the man's waist, and used her own pair of huge and strong towers, constantly rubbing against the other party's back, although the smile on her face was still so charming, but the words that came out of her mouth were so vicious, and it really responded to the famous saying "peach blossoms with a human face, a snake and a scorpion heart".

"This plan is not only poisonous enough, but also very creative, I appreciate it!"

Turning his head to glance at the woman behind him with a little devil-like smile on her face, Ling Yun replied very confidently and said, "Therefore, I, who have always liked to accept challenges, will give you a chance to try your charm."

"I like men with confidence!"

Facing the man in front of him who was overconfident and even made people feel a little arrogant, Lan Ling smiled and said, "But at the same time, I also firmly believe that in the near future, you will definitely pay a heavy price for your self-confidence!"

The backhand touched the woman's elastic plumpness, and when Ling Yun put on a nightgown and walked to the door of the bedroom, he turned his head and threw down a sentence that was still so confident at the woman on the bed: "Then, let's see!"

At this time, in a villa bathed in the same ray of sunshine in Tokyo, Japan, Nobuta Masakimura, as the leader of the Yamaguchi Group, Japan's largest **** organization, was sitting at a low table looking at a puddle of meat in the box in front of him in a daze.

As an ancient family with a long history, the Nobuta family has maintained close ties with the Japanese imperial family for hundreds of years, which has allowed them to remain at the top of the Japanese power system.

Even after World War II, the Nobuta family not only did not fade out of history with the rapid decline of the Japanese imperial family, but used their hands to control resources to establish the world-famous violent group Yamaguchi-gumi, successfully completing the great transformation from the imperial family to Japan's largest **** organization.

As the 16th generation head of the Nobuta family, Nobuya Masamura is undoubtedly the lucky one who is favored by the "Sunshine God", because he is the only male member of the entire family who survives in this generation, and he has therefore become the only lucky person of the Nobuta family who has not gone through a brutal power struggle and was directly sent to the head of the family and the leader of the Yamaguchi Group by the elders.

But now, this **** leader, who has not experienced major setbacks in his life under the care of the "God of Rizhao", has to face the biggest blow in his life in his later years, and his favorite Sun Xinda Masao was actually chopped into a puddle of meat in the UK.

If it weren't for the ironclad facts in front of him, he couldn't believe that his beloved grandson would be shipped back to Japan in a crisper in the end.

"Baga, those who dare to go against our Xintian family will only have a dead end in the end!"

Thinking of his favorite grandson, who ended up with a tragic ending where his body was stirred into meat sauce, Shinda Masamura couldn't help but curse the damn murderer again in his heart.

"Chief, Hayashi Feng Kojiro of the Black Dragon Society has arrived, and is now waiting for your reception in the living room. ”

The voice from outside the door woke him up from his obscenity towards the female relatives of the enemy family, so he tidied up his clothes and came to the living room to meet this master Lin Feng Kojiro who he had invited from the Japanese Black Dragon Society for a lot of money.

Coming to the living room, Shinda Masamura waited for the other party to finish drinking tea out of politeness, and then said: "Lin Feng Kojiro, as a high-level killer trained by the Black Dragon Society, I hope you won't let me down this time!"

"I hear this from almost every employer's mouth, but until now I have not met a respectable enemy in this world!"

"I admire a confident man like you, and I hope to hear the good news soon. ”

As he spoke, Nobuta Masamura hooked his finger at the assistant next to him, and then a whole box of colorful and green dollar bills appeared in front of the other party's eyes, and the faint ink fragrance wafted in the air, making the Black Dragon Club killer finally have a smile on his expressionless face.

"In the world of ordinary people, no one is qualified to be my enemy, as long as we take over the business of the Black Dragon Society, we will definitely satisfy the employer!"

Dropping a word of arrogance, Hayashi Kojiro reached out and took the lockbox full of banknotes, and then left the room without looking back.

In the bustling Pudong New Area, the 98-storey "International Trade Building" ranks first among all kinds of buildings in Jiangcheng with a height of 420 meters, becoming a new landmark here, and the office location of "Yongsheng Investment" given by Jiang He to Lingyun is located on the 78th floor of the International Trade Building.

In the spacious office, Ling Yun, who is the actual owner of this investment company and is the first time to inspect the company, at this time he put his legs on the desk very indecently, and chatted with Wang Long, the general manager of the company, who was sitting opposite him, about some rambling topics.

For example, how many American GIs have died in Iraq these days, there was another car accident on the road in Jiangcheng the day before yesterday, and Jutus in Serie A won again yesterday, but he didn't mention anything about the company, which made Wang Lung, who had been preparing all night last night for the first meeting with the new boss of the company today, so depressed.

"Mr. Ling, this is the company's operation and financial summary report in the past year, do you want to take a look?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to carry out the small talk to the end, without the slightest intention of talking about the company's specific affairs and future development plans, Wang Long had no choice but to take the initiative to hand the company's operation and financial statements prepared by himself to the company's shopkeeper.

"State-owned is called as the saying goes, the so-called layman looks at the lively, and the insider looks at the doorway!"

Therefore, when Ling Yun opened his hand on the company's operations and financial statements, which were completely composed of groups of data, the only feeling that rose in his heart was helplessness or helplessness.

He couldn't understand what kind of message these data were trying to convey to him, and it seemed that he was completely unsuitable for the financial investment industry.

At this time, Ling Yun didn't know why, but he naturally remembered that Miss Lan Ling, who had vowed to make her life worse than death, as the owner of a financial investment company with the title of master in finance, I believe that her ability to understand this "heavenly book" composed of data must be a hundred times better than herself.

"Damn, what do you want!"

Shaking his head, he expelled this extremely ridiculous idea from his mind, and after reading the handwritten report "seriously", Ling Yun smiled at Manager Wang in front of him and praised: "Very good, it seems that you can work in the position of general manager for a while longer!"

In the face of the praise of the boss in front of him, Wang Long, who couldn't figure out the other party's temper when he met the other party for the first time, said with a very modest smile in line with the principle of heaven and earth: "This is all the boss's leadership!"

"Damn, the young master is the first time to inspect the company today, and he is well led, hell!"

When leaving the company, before Ling Yun walked into the elevator room, he couldn't help but turn around and say with a smile to Manager Wang next to him: "To be honest, your kung fu is really bad!"

"Hey, hey!"

In the face of the boss's pun, which can be artificially understood into words with many meanings, what else can this Manager Wang do besides being careful with the smiling face?

After the inspection, Ling Yun drove away from the 420-meter-high skyscraper, and as soon as he blended into the street next to the building, he found that the flashing traffic lights at the intersection not far away had changed from green to a dazzling red that annoyed all motorists.

"Shh......h

Just as Ling Yun was waiting for the red light, a young man driving a bright red Ferrari with his hair dyed avant-garde purple next to him whistled and made a insulting gesture to him, and shouted with laughter: "Uncle, do you dare to play?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid you little guys can't afford to play!"

Faced with the challenge of the purple-haired little in front of him, Ling Yun, who was in a somewhat unhappy mood probably because of the gloomy weather, also gestured to the other party, and warned: "If you dare to call me uncle again, I promise the great leader that I will definitely break your little neck." ”

"Uncle, if you have the ability, drive that Mercedes-Benz brand 'old ox cart' to catch up, don't chirp here!"

Glancing at the red light that had begun to flash, the purple-haired boy gestured to the other party again, and then stepped on the accelerator and hurried towards the outskirts of the city like a sharp arrow. (To be continued.) )