Ever since Irvington became a subordinate of his current boss, the eldest young master, at the age of twelve, he has been puzzled: how did he turn a recessive psychotic Meitu Xiuxiu into a domineering president?

However, this question has not been answered at the age of twenty-four, and it is really sad to think about it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I took a four-hour plane to country A, and then took a train and a boat to China, just to catch a French chef's apprentice, who was still a dark, thin and ugly underage mixed race.

That's it, and that's fine. Later, he temporarily took two orders, tied up the twins born by Orika's little and the eldest grandson and granddaughter of the Shen family of Huaguo, but two ran away on the road, and lost a car and ammunition.

Ovington sadly shook off the ashes from his cigarette butt and looked at the moon in amazement.

The scantily clad blonde beauty beside him giggled, pressed the muzzle of the gun harder on Irvington's temple, licked his lower lip and smiled: "It is worthy of being the first person under the eldest young master, Mr. Ovington is really calm~"

The beauty bent down on her chest, rubbing it back and forth on Irvington's arm ambiguously, but her hand did not tremble.

Ovinton's face turned ugly and he frowned.

The beauty was even more proud, and simply lay on Irvington's shoulder, biting his ear for a while: "How about handing over Lancelot?" When I pay the errand, we will have time to spend a good night together~"

Ovinton's eyebrows furrowed into a pimple, and his expression began to hesitate.

"Even such a small person wants you to take action personally, the eldest young master has really been stumbling lately, if you are willing to submit to Mr. Badar's men・・・・・・" The beauty exhaled softly, and in her heart she had already classified this young and promising and incredibly handsome man as a guest of the scene.

Yes, of course.

"Can this pretty lady take the liberty of asking a question?" One of the guests entering the curtain suddenly interrupted.

The beauty paused, cautiously leaned over and hooked the key on Ovinton's waist into her hand, before she took the words enchantingly: "Please say, I am willing to answer any question for you~"

Ovington showed a 'that's good' expression and asked very seriously, "How heavy is Miss?" ”

Unexpectedly, this strange direction, the beauty paused for a moment and spit out a number: "Forty ・・・・・・"

There was a clear sound in the air.

Before the beauty's words fell, the delicate body wrapped in the flaming red dress fell softly. A small red dot was embedded in the middle of the snow-white forehead, and there were burnt marks around it, and the underside was scarlet.

Ovington got up from his chair in disgust, and angrily called someone to clean up the mess, while talking to the people outside the window: "Can't you be a little sharper?" The smell of perfume on this thing is almost vomiting! ”

The man outside the window rolled his eyes, put away the pocket gun in his hand, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Ovington laughed 'hehehe': "A woman over fifty-five kilograms still dares to report her weight with a four-in-cheek start?" I'm embarrassed for you, miss. ”

At this moment, the humble wooden door was 'clanged' open, and Ovington was impatient: "I told you! The place is rented! Are you here to lose money to our Chinese landlord? ”

"What's the loss! The money is gone! "The big black man was so anxious that his face was covered with sweat in winter, he only wore an autumn coat and unzipped it, and the black T-shirt was stained with sweat, obviously running all the way.

Italian and Norwegian didn't communicate well, and they looked at each other for a while.

After a while, Ovington held back a Beijing film: "What ・・・・・・ about?" ”

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"The two kids and Lancelot probably picked the nail from the inside and crawled out of the vent!" The stout man in charge of the guard was sweating with embarrassment and horror on his face. "We didn't pay attention to ・・・・・・ for a while"

"Explain to the eldest young master after returning to China." Owen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked up at the vent that had been pried open, wondering where the black monkey had hidden the blade.

Obviously, the underwear is taken off and searched.

Looking left and right, the Chinese girl who was mistakenly arrested in the afternoon had already woken up, huddled aside and carefully looked at a group of foreigners, her eyes full of panic. The other boy fainted.

Ovington turned his head and smiled at the little oriental beauty in a friendly way, and the little beauty seemed to be even more frightened, and desperately shrank into the shadows.

Sighing at the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the same lineage, Ovington decided that it would be better to chase the two little fat men back - if the twins were lost in a populous country like China, Olica would definitely kill them at the headquarters with a set of kitchen knives.

"Let them go search the mountains, they have been hungry for more than a day and can't run far, be careful not to hurt the children." Ovington spoke in English with the Norwegian Black Strong.

Norwegian Hei Dazhuang nodded and quickly led the people out.

The cold moonlight poured in through the open door, stretching Owen's tall and thin shadow. In the empty warehouse, the Italian gentleman sneered meaninglessly.

A moment of lightning!

The dark and thin boy seemed to grow out of the shadows behind the door in an instant, and fiercely pounced on Irvington, who was standing alone in the doorway! The shiny blade in his hand quickly approached the man's white neck!

Owen stared at the young man who came out, the sneer on his lips had not yet been removed, and he suddenly raised his leg and kicked it in a posture that violated the growth of human bones!

Hit the boy's chest sharply!

Lance flew upside down about two meters, slammed into the container, and slid to the ground with intermittent pain.

The girl next to her was so frightened that she almost cried, and her sealed mouth let out a frightened whimper, desperately curling herself into a ball.

Ovington walked over leisurely, raised his hand and slapped Lance, took advantage of his tinnitus to pull the blade out of the little wolf's hand, threw it out casually, and reproached elegantly: "Tut-tut, it's really a sin to scare other little girls~ Isn't it-Lancelot?" ”

The thin black boy spat out a bloody tooth fiercely, and his gaze was fierce and arrogant.

If all the vents were opened, it would have been possible for both large and small ones to escape, but the plank only opened a small half of the opening, barely making it possible for the two little fat men to squeeze out.

This junior apprentice has made up his mind.

Ovington wiped his hands and watched as the strong man from the guard carefully tied up Lance Tsai and threw it to the side like pork.

The boy was still staring at Ovington fiercely, his green eyes almost bloodshot.

Ovington watched as the strong man locked the door, tucked the key into his pocket, and gave him repeated warnings before leaving.

There was a muffled sound in the warehouse behind her, as if something was angrily slamming on the container, and then the girl's panicked cries were sharp and sad to despair.

Ovington didn't turn his head, and whistled in his heart at the beastly boy.

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[Two or three things about how Irvington 'followed' the eldest young master]

Ovinton: Oh! Look at how deep and distant that handsome young man's eyes are! What he was thinking about must be a feat that would change the world! I've decided! I'm going to follow him in Irvinton!

Eldest Young Master: Well・・・・・・ the maid who came to deliver afternoon tea today looks really good・・・・・・ let someone ask for the phone number? But what if there is no one in hand now?