"I've put up with you for a long time... Do you really think I have a lot of on my head? Gao Jun held the cigarette, touched his fingers slightly, shook off the cigarette ash, ignored the muzzle of the bodyguard's gun, walked out of Peter's protective circle, squatted down, stretched out his hand and patted Coke's face, the latter was already stunned, the wrinkled old face was trembling, pale, pupils focused, "You... You..."

"Isn't it because I'm a bully?" Gao Jun bent the corner of his eye, broke Cork's hand covering the wound, and pressed the cigarette butt up.

"Snort...!"

"Ahh Cork pulled his head and screamed, his scalp tingled, and Gao Jun's extremely cold, perverted voice came from his ears, "Louder." Let all be heard. ”

Hector stood behind, put Gao Jun's words in his ears word for word, the corners of his mouth twitched, he still couldn't stand this scene, and pinned his head over, Sosphia was even weaker under his feet, and almost sat on the ground, but fortunately, Hector was quick and helped to pick it up.

"High, don't be impulsive." Jimmy hesitated for a while, glanced at the Nanmu pistol on the ground, and his heart was broken, who would have thought that Gao Jun would still have a gun at any time, and it was a wooden pistol, this character is too cautious.

"Don't worry, Jimmy, I'm not going to kill Mr. Cork." Gao Jun waved his finger on Coke's chin a few times like a dog, the muscles on the latter's face trembled, and his eyes flashed with shame, and he wanted to punch him, but how could he have the guts? I could only look at Jimmy with a cry for help, and pleaded, "Call an ambulance, ambulance ......"

Hector paused, rolled his eyes, and walked over to lower his voice, "High, just in moderation, after all, Cork is also the president of Proswan, you make him very faceless like this, if you miss it and let him die, I'm afraid..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, he believed that Gao Jun was a smart person, just click on it.

Gao Jun turned around and stared at Hector meaningfully, Hector was furious when he was seen, and the small plan in his heart seemed to be seen through by Gao Jun, he lowered his head and touched his nose in embarrassment, Gao Jun smiled abruptly and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm not an executioner, Peter, help Mr. Cork call an ambulance." ”

"Okay, boss." Peter squinted at the two gun-wielding bodyguards as if warning, pulled out his cell phone and dialed 15 for emergency services.

Hector took a long breath and smiled at Gao Jun with satisfaction, his "righteous words" are nothing more than personal favors, Airbus and Proswan are both French companies, and the two have common interests to a certain extent.

The old fox doesn't intercede easily.

"I'm not going to let him die here." Gao Jun said in the voice of only two people as he passed by Hector.

Hector suddenly turned around, and saw Gao Jun pointing his fingers into a gun, aiming at him with a mouth shape, "Bang! ”

He suddenly felt cold, looked at the Coke who fell to the ground gasping for breath, and sighed helplessly, who is not good to provoke, provoke this madman, but it is not himself who should have a headache, but Proswan Industries, tomorrow I am afraid they will be the laughing point of the whole Paris, and I don't know how much the stock will fall.

…

As soon as the emergency center heard that someone was injured in the Carroucelle hall of the Louvre, the speed of the police was extremely fast, and they arrived at the door in five minutes, the warning lights on the car flashed, and a line of ambulance personnel jumped out of the car, rushing inside, alarming the passengers in the hall, all of them stood up and watched, for some reason, they exchanged heads and ears, and the security personnel in the four corners of the surrounding area also hurriedly began to appease.

Within a few minutes, the ambulance personnel came down from above, and there was a man in a suit lying on the stretcher, his face was covered by a layer of yellow cloth, and he couldn't see his face clearly, most of them were cowered in the corner, and the media, who had been yawning for a long time, also came to their senses, raised their cameras one after another, and began to waste film.

"Quick, look at the wound on that thigh..."

"It's like a gunshot wound, close the distance, aim!"

"Are there assassins... It's a pity that I can't see who that person really is. ”

The greedy reporters said a little unwillingly, glanced at each other, hoping that someone could rush up to tear the yellow cloth and make a contribution to everyone's great cause, but after waiting for a while, no one could only sigh helplessly to each other.

…

After this incident, everyone lost the interest in continuing and broke up unhappily, but before Gao Jun left, he glanced at Xia Mo, who was squatting on the ground to comfort He Yahui, and He Ping, who was pressed to the ground, turned his head and said to Jimmy, who was rubbing his head and his face was pale, "Mr. Jimmy, I want to take these people away." ”

Jimmy's face sank and he shook his head firmly, "No way, I must give Mr. Cork an answer." ”

"I don't think you can do it." Gao Jun scoffed.

"Are you going to stop me? Gao, if you take them away, Proswan won't let you go. Jimmy said angrily, as if complaining about Gao Jun's irrationality, he ran over angrily and suppressed his voice, "Do you know how much I spent on this party?" Ten million euros! Damn, these bastards are too expensive to appear in..."

Gao Jun was stunned, looked at Jimmy, who was thunderous, with a teasing look on his face, leaned his head over and muttered a few words in his ear, the latter's pupils instantly widened, and he looked at Xia Mo in surprise, "Is she really from across the sea?" ”

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm doing this thankless?"

Jimmy clenched his fists, his eyes raised, his face struggling, "High, I can't explain to Cork. ”

"You don't need to tell a dead man!" Gao Jun said softly.

“……”

Jimmy raised his head, looked at the high army's eyes, looked at the bigwigs standing a little farther away, and frowned, "This is France... The authorities will not allow a rich man to die a tragic death, you must know that the law is very sympathetic to the rich. ”

Gao Jun smiled and didn't answer, snapped his fingers at Hector, waved his hand, and made a gesture to make a call, and Hector nodded in response.

The two made an appointment to find a time to continue talking, after all, why refuse something that is beneficial to both parties?

"Come with me." When Gao Jun walked to Xia Mo's side, he stopped and said.

As soon as He Ping's security personnel who were holding him down let go, the latter turned out slippery, ran anxiously to He Yahui's side, held his sister in his arms, and shouted, "Yahui, are you okay?" He shook so hard that the latter trembled, opened his mouth, and tears came out of his eyes, as if to vent all his pent-up fears.

He Pingchang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could cry, it would be no big deal, touching his sister's hair comfortingly, gritting his teeth, "Lao Tzu go and kill that grandson!" ”

"Give me back!" Gao Jun scolded, stretched out his hand to pull He Ping's shoulder, but who knew that as soon as he got on his hand, this wrist was grabbed, and his body bent forward, and he was about to fall over the shoulder, which startled Gao Jun, but the reaction was also fast, his steps moved forward, and his body leaned on He Ping's back, supporting his shoulder with one hand, the center of gravity pressed on the lower body, and his two feet seemed to be stuck to the ground.

He Ping's eyes were pale, looking back, digging!

This action was a bit cloudy, Gao Jun was so frightened that his butt moved, and he dodged the claws and opened his eyes wide, "You kid brought me this?" ”

After speaking, he grabbed He Ping's neck with one hand, rushed with his knees, and pressed against his stomach, the tears of the other party in pain were scared out, and he subconsciously bowed up, Gao Jun slapped his back with an elbow, and directly knocked him to the ground.

"Damn, Guan Gong is playing with a big knife in front of him, and he can't do anything about himself." Gao Jun put his left hand behind his back without moving, and shook it gently, surprised by He Ping's strength, this grandson seems to be a practitioner, and the calluses on his hands are very rough, like holding a gun all year round, and the most important thing is that the small flat head is too obvious.

"You're a soldier?"

He Ping stared fiercely, bared his teeth, and muffled, "French Foreign Legion GCP paratrooper sergeant!" ”

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