Chapter 361: Foreign Aid
Outside Wang Yan's president's office.
Huang Long and the others were anxiously waiting, he paced back and forth in front of the door with his hands behind his back, and every few steps, he sighed, raised his head worriedly, and looked towards the closed door.
When he saw that there was still no movement at the gate, Huang Long sighed again and reprimanded the police officers standing next to him: "It's all ready, in case Wang Yan finds out the fake Su Yamo, rush in immediately, this time the murderer will definitely not be allowed to run away." β
The officers nodded their heads repeatedly, but the expressions on their faces were a little strange.
One of the police officers finally couldn't help but say, "But the director, Wang Yan wants to distinguish between the real and the fake Su Yamo, why don't you let us in?" β
Huang Long glared at him and scolded: "Stupid, young people don't understand anything, so don't ask nonsense." β
Hearing this, these police officers all looked suddenly enlightened, and nodded again and again, as if they understood something.
Each officer covered their mouths, a wicked snicker flashing in their eyes. At this time, in everyone's hearts, everyone thought that Wang Yan was enjoying the blessings of Qi with two beauties.
In fact, if you change to another person at this time, you will indeed feel that the blessings are boundless and you will enjoy it, but if you change to Wang Yan, it is like suffering in hell.
As the real and fake Su Yamo slowly unbuttoned the corset, and then the two bras, one black and one white, slowly slipped from the top of the peak, Wang Yan felt a dazzling morning sun rising in front of him close at hand, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes at all.
Wang Yan didn't want to look at it, but in order to distinguish the real from the fake, he had to try to open his eyes wide, but when he opened his eyes wide, and when he saw that the dazzling white was revealing more and more, Wang Yan would feel his heartbeat constantly accelerating, and he was afraid that it would not take long before he would jump out of his throat.
Wang Yan gritted his teeth tightly, trying to calm himself, but the more he gritted his teeth, the more Wang Yan felt impetuous, like a stream of nameless fire rising from the lower abdomen, rushing straight into his brain. It quickly turns around the brain, and then spews fire from the ears and nostrils.
Wang Yan prayed in his heart: "There must be a tattoo, there must be a tattooβ"
Wang Yan didn't dare to imagine, in case there were no more tattoos here, how to check the following.
If you still want to check, I am afraid that the top of my head will be lifted up by the nameless fire rising in my lower abdomen, and I will die of a brain explosion.
Seeing that the real and false Su Yamo's chest was showing more and more tender white, and when he was about to reveal the most sensitive place, Wang Yan suddenly glared, and his eyes flashed, because he saw that on Su Yamo's body on the left, on the trembling fragrant potato, there was a black pattern.
By now, Wang Yan was already on the verge of collapse, and when he saw this black pattern, Wang Yan didn't think about it, he immediately rushed forward, and then shouted: "Now I see where you are going to flee." β
With this sentence, Wang Yan had already rushed in front of Su Yamo, raised his left hand, grabbed Su Yamo's bra that had not completely slipped off, and turned his right hand into a grasp and grabbed Su Yamo's throat.
Since this Su Yamo is fake, then Wang Yan will no longer show mercy, and even if the carcass/body in front of him is tempting, it will no longer have any effect on Wang Yan, at best it is just a pair of skins.
Therefore, Wang Yan must grab the bra-mask, see clearly what Zhao Xinyao's magic pattern is, and know himself and his opponent in order to defeat the enemy and win.
Wang Yan stretched out his hand like a hand, and with a pull of his left hand, he had completely pulled down the bra, and the two white and lovely white rabbits in the bra jumped out tremblingly, and on the other side, Wang Yan's right hand had already choked Su Yamo's neck.
However, when Su Yamo's upper body was completely presented in front of Wang Yan, Wang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, because he saw that on Su Yamo's right chest, although it was a tattoo pattern, it was not a magic pattern at all, and it looked like it had just been printed with ink.
As Wang Yan pulled like this, even some ink was immediately erased.
Wang Yan secretly screamed in his heart, he already knew that he was on the road again, and when he raised his hand at this time, he saw that his right hand had already used force, so that Su Yamo was already out of breath.
Wang Yan's right hand hurriedly loosened, and Su Yamo gasped for breath, and hurriedly opened her mouth wide, constantly inhaling.
Wang Yan wanted to step forward to comfort, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that he was still holding the corset with Su Yamo's body temperature torn off Su Yamo's body.
Wang Yan's face turned red, and he pushed forward, and hastily pushed the corset in front of Su Yamo.
Su Yamo was almost strangled to death by Wang Yan just now, and Wang Yan was too rough just now, so she had just recovered her strength at this time, and she was angry and hateful to Wang Yan in her heart, so she took the corset and hurriedly blocked it.
At this time, Wang Yan already knew that the other Su Yamo must be fake.
When he turned his head, he stared coldly at the fake Su Yamo on the right, that is, Zhao Xinyao.
Zhao Xinyao also unbuttoned her corset at this time, but she put her arms in front of her chest and didn't let it fall, seeing Wang Yan turn around, she smiled and said, "President Wang Yan, I didn't expect you to be so rude, but people like it so much, hehehehe-"
Wang Yan's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Okay, then I'll be more rude to you." β
Speaking of this, I saw Wang Yan's body shake, and a powerful aura rose to the sky, and the entire room suddenly turned into an ice cellar, freezing cold.
Moreover, as Wang Yan's aura continued to grow, the tables and chairs in the room seemed to be squeezed out by an invisible force, moving outward, making a "squeak" screeching sound.
Outside the office, Huang Long and the others were waiting anxiously, when they suddenly heard the "squeak" of desks and chairs in the room, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
One of the police officers said, "No, could it be that Wang Yan and the two Su Yamo ......?"
The rest of the words were not spoken, but the eyes of all the officers widened, and there was a look of yearning in their eyes.
At this time, Qin Tian's people, who had been standing outside the door and guarding, couldn't help but have a cold face, and Qin Tian said coldly: "Fart, I can't talk and shut up." β
As soon as he saw Qin Tian scolding them, the policeman glared, and refuted just now, but suddenly remembered the terrible thing about Qin Tian just now, and immediately closed his eyes, muttered two sentences, and stopped talking.
At this time, Su Yamo, who was standing behind Wang Yan, felt that the temperature in the room had dropped to freezing, and even felt the huge pressure emanating from Wang Yan's body, and couldn't help but be shocked.
What she saw was completely incomprehensible to science, and it was beyond the scope of her understanding.
At this time, Su Yamo had just put on her corset and pants, and was about to put it back on, but she was holding the blouse in her hand, but she couldn't put it on at all, and her whole body was already shaking.
The coldness in the room was secondary, mainly because of the shock in his heart, and his hands were no longer listening.
Not only Su Yamo, but also Zhao Xinyao was also startled, she was still laughing just now, and when she saw Wang Yan's amazing coercion, she couldn't help but tremble with fright, even if she wanted to, she couldn't move.
Seeing Wang Yan rushing over, Zhao Xinyao could only shout loudly: "Help, master help." β
Wang Yan said coldly: "No one can save you now." β
However, before Wang Yan's words fell, he heard a cold voice from outside the window: "It's ridiculous, if I want to save her, can you still stop it?" β
With this voice, an even more powerful coercion broke through the window, and a beggar landed in the house.
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