"Big brother, I'm ......" He didn't have time to defend himself, and with a muffled snort, he fell to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth, and a pair of eyes widened with horror, looking extremely terrifying.

The black hole of the silent pistol, the muzzle of the hole, a wisp of green smoke had not yet dissipated, reflecting Zhang Xian's ice-like condensed face.

"I don't need any explanation." Zhang Xian put away the pistol, the cold words were ruthless, the little brothers were silent one by one, and there was only a slight sound of breathing left on the scene for a while.

"Next time I do something, my eyes will be bright." After speaking, he strode into the room.

Chu Qiao, thinking of her, Zhang Xian couldn't help but be afraid, if he succeeds in the morning, I'm afraid Chu Qiao will be a fuzzy pile of flesh and blood now.

Thinking of Chu Qiao's explanation, Zhang Xian dialed the chairman's phone.

Chu Qiao walked around Mexico City, and when she returned to the manor, it was already evening, and the housekeeper was very happy to see her come in.

"Miss Chu, you're back, the seventh master is losing his temper."

Chu Qiao looked strange, in her subconscious, it was not normal for Mo Qiye not to lose his temper.

"Doesn't he lose his temper a lot?" Chu Qiao said indifferently.

"No," the butler said truthfully, "In the past, the Seventh Master rarely lost his temper. I'm going out with you today, I'm coming back alone, I'm losing my temper when I come back, so let's go and have a look. ”

Well? Chu Qiao was a little puzzled, from the time she first saw Mo Qi to now, he didn't have a good temper.

"Okay, I'll go see him." Chu Qiao responded to the housekeeper with a smile, and in fact, after entering the living room, he stood on tiptoe and walked on tiptoe, for fear of making a little movement and being heard by Mo Yao.

As a result, he was afraid of something, and as soon as he walked to the corner of the second floor, he was discovered by Mo Yao.

"You stop." A low roar, like the north wind in the cold winter wax moon, was so cold that it made people shiver, Chu Qiao frowned and stopped.

"Come here!" Mo Yao roared again, his dark eyes with the storm that was about to erupt, drowning Chu Qiao in minutes, and the little worries before Chu Qiao came disappeared at this moment, and there was even a little resentment.

With such a short temper, it's no wonder that there is a shortage of women! Chu Qiao finally believed Mo Yao's words, and on the other hand, a man who lacks a woman must be X whose life is not coordinated, so he will lead to a short temper, which is a vicious circle.

Thinking about it like this, Chu Qiao's heart was strangely peaceful, and even Mo Yao's bad temper was not so unforgivable in her opinion, and she walked over to Mo Yao happily.

"Seventh Master, you look for me."

Coming down from the 18th floor of the mall, Mo Yao found that Chu Qiao was missing, so he found the police and asked Chu Qiao's whereabouts, and the police said that they had evacuated, so Mo Yao began to look around near the mall and searched for a whole day.

Later, I thought that maybe Chu Qiao couldn't find himself to go back to the hotel early, so he hurried back, but the broken woman was not there.

The broken woman doesn't even have a mobile phone, and she doesn't know the number if she wants to call.

Seeing that she lowered her eyebrows and looked like she had done something wrong, Mo Yao was angry, "Where did you die?" Don't you know how messy Mexico City is? Or do you want to be thrown into the slave market? ”

Chu Qiao knew that people simply disliked her for her good attitude, and she still lowered her head and smiled.

Her words were on her ears, one ear in and one ear out, and I couldn't hear, I couldn't hear, I couldn't hear—

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