Les glanced at Yingge coldly, "Yingge, I haven't seen you for twenty years, I think you have forgotten my temper." ”

When Les said this, the words that followed were word by word, very slowly, but very imposingly: "I, Les, hate being threatened the most in my life." ”

With that, he tossed the machine gun to the mercenary, then took out a wet tissue and wiped his fingers, then sat down on the couch again.

This noble appearance is incompatible with the Ying Song who fell in a pool of blood opposite.

Les cocked Erlang's legs and put his hands on the edge of the sofa, "If you have something to say, let it go!" I'll have something to do in a moment! ”

Although these words were rough, Mo Jiu felt that his father was ...... It's really handsome!

Yingge clenched his knees with both hands, and the pain was so painful that he clutched his knees, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead, and he bit his lip to prevent himself from continuing to scream in embarrassment.

The call just now was too sudden, so he didn't hold back, but now, he Yingge is also dignified! And in his hands, he has what Les will definitely give into!

Yingge bit his lip and waited for five minutes, the pain was not as severe as just now, maybe it was because he was used to the pain, he was relieved, and looked up at Les, "Rice, I didn't expect you to say anything about it!" ”

"Affection, what are you? Talk to me? Rice scoffed.

"You're ......!" Yingge resented.

Rice reminded him, "Don't forget what you did to me back then, how I got kicked out of 3k, have you forgotten?" ”

Yingge snorted coldly, "How you were kicked out, you and I know it!" Rice, it's just a different position......"

"Don't talk to Lao Tzu about what position! Yingge, you know that I've always been impatient. Les stood up, "My daughter is about to marry that stinky boy surnamed Long, in order to make up for the gap between me and him, you say, how about I take you as a gift?" ”

Yingge immediately shuddered.

A few years ago, he met Long Qingtian.

That man, looking at him with bloodthirsty eyes, the way he wanted to eat his flesh and box his blood, he never forgot it.

So over the years, Yingge has never entered China.

Even when he kidnapped Mo Jiu to attract Les, he single-handedly controlled it and didn't dare to appear.

In Huaxia, what he feared most was not Rice, but Long Qingtian.

But how could he risk his life to come back and do it so easily?

Less sensed the hesitation in his eyes, sneered, stood up and put his arm around Mo Jiu's shoulders, "Baby girl, let's go!" ”

Before Mo Jiu could react, Les pulled her towards the door.

Yingge saw that Rice's footsteps did not pause or hesitate at all, and he suddenly became anxious, and he shouted: "Rice, have you never thought of justifying your name?!" ”

Les paused, looked back at Yingge, and a mocking smile appeared on his face, "What do you think I need to be named Less?" ”

In a word, blocked Yingge's words.

Yes, he is crisscrossing the F country, covering the sky with one hand, what else does he need to be named?

A wave of despair suddenly flashed in Yingge's eyes, but then, his eyes saw Mo Jiu, and his eyes immediately lit up!

Yes, he still has chips! He hasn't lost yet!

[Six shifts are completed. Sorry for being an hour late. 】