Maybach back seat.

The blood-colored mandala looked at the line of convoys that had left not long ago, with a cold color on his face, he didn't do anything bad on weekdays, and he wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!

How frightened was he to bring so many bodyguards with him when he traveled?

Lin Shuangquan, her biological father!

On the surface, the scenery is the same, there are female secretaries and bodyguards accompanying each other, the sun is a little bigger, and there are people next to them to help hold parasols.

In fact, he is just a son-in-law who abandoned his wife and daughter and joined a wealthy family.

The score put out is even more exaggerated than Qin Lang, the Yanjing master!

Why are you helping him take over that neighborhood? This guy has a big problem in the family, and this time he urgently needs the flow of funds, if he lets it go, he even deliberately transfers this community to suppress it, and does not allow others to take over.

He will inevitably be on top of this, and he will be disgusted by the big family of that demon capital, or even abandoned!

The Scarlet Mandala doesn't understand.

She knew that Qin Lang was in contact with Lin Shuangquan for her, but the reason was just that, but she couldn't figure it out.

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You're still too tendonous! Qin Lang smiled and nodded lightly on his forehead, and said earnestly, sometimes, to take revenge on a person, it is not necessary to kill him strongly, let him feel what pain is, in order to be more unforgettable.

He abandoned his wife and daughter and joined a wealthy family, none of which has anything to do with me, but he has a big grudge with you, how can I let him be ambushed so easily?

A warm current rose inexplicably in the heart of the blood-colored mandala, but he was still a little confused.

Obviously, she was still confused.

The money has been given, isn't it to a certain extent in disguise, helping Lin Shuangquan alleviate the big problem of lack of funds?

Qin Lang sneered, the money is in his hands today, and it may not be there in two days.

Sometimes, you can't look at things too superficially, you have to learn to think with your head!

Like me, use your mind more.

With his hand, he took the blood-colored mandala in his arms.

The blood-colored mandala glanced down and suddenly realized!

She rolled her eyes angrily, then you have to make it clear, congenital insufficiency, you let me have one head, how can I compare with your two heads?

Qin Lang was amused.

As he got along for a long time, he felt more and more that the blood-colored mandala was changing, from the top three killers who were not smiling in the past, to gradually becoming like a normal girl, ahh

Gently twist and slowly wipe and pick up,

I don't know how to do it!

Retracted his palm, put it on the corner of the blood-colored mandala's mouth, and slowly dialed it, do you think, Lin Shuangquan that guy can get into trouble, he must be fascinated by the woman in the demon capital, under normal circumstances, even if there is a little mistake, he will definitely be saved.

Unless this guy makes a mistake that exceeds a limit, even if it is committed by that woman in the magic capital, she will be blamed!

At that time, even if that woman wanted to keep Lin Shuangquan again, it would be useless.

Don't look at Lin Shuangquan now that he has taken some money, it won't be long before he spit out all the money with interest.

The blood-colored mandala frowned, pulled the messy neckline, and said suspiciously, are you planning to cheat him out of his money?

Nonsense! How can a businessman's business be called a fraud?

It's called business, cooperation!

It's just that there are losses and wins. Qin Lang slapped her plump buttocks, for you, I racked my brains to think of such a play, and as a result, I was belittled by you for being worthless.

Thanks, I won't say that in the future. The blood-colored mandala's beautiful eyes were full of tenderness, and he let go of the palm that blocked Qin Lang's claws, and let him wander wantonly.

That's pretty much it!

Qin Lang's left hand was half clenched into a fist, and his right hand was wrapped around his slender waist, and he felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

Isn't it?

For the sake of the blood-colored mandala, Lin Shuangquan was deliberately calculated to death.

Not only is it necessary to draw an end to his life of climbing the dragon and the phoenix through this business.

It can also get a lot of benefits from it.

It happened that Mu Yuyan and Bai Ruyu said that the company needed funds and could fill it.

At the same time, Chu Mengyao's side, after this incident, was able to go further.

How so?

Three birds with one stone?

No, no, no!

In front of the blood-colored mandala, what are you talking about so much? Isn't it just for her?

Some of the follow-up effects, irrelevant and irrelevant!

The car drove slowly, and instead of returning to the villa, it went straight to the home of the Scarlet Mandala.

In a high-end community in Tianhai City, it is quite prosperous.

The residence of the Scarlet Mandala is a duplex apartment, with two floors, an area of about 100 square meters, and the decoration of the home is all European luxury.

Perhaps it is a professional habit, and the walls of the home are not ink paintings, let alone abstract artworks, but rows of cold weapons, from crossbows to daggers, dozens of things, without any overlap.

In the living room downstairs, in addition to the LCD screen, there is a large floor-to-ceiling glass mirror and a row of hangers full of black night clothes.

The clothes are really bad, all of them are the same color, this is too uncomfortable, right?

Qin Lang fumbled around the night clothes and shook his head, full of disgust.

The blood-colored mandala bit her lip, this is a night suit, of course it has to be black, and after the general mission, there will be some traces on the clothes, in order to avoid mistakes, they are all used up and lost.

One thing to say, when it comes to money, the Scarlet Mandala is never lacking.

The missions she has carried out abroad have at least started in the millions, and they are still in US dollars.

Is this the step for your self-examination? Every time the disguise is completed, do you check yourself in front of this mirror?

Qin Lang pointed to the large floor-to-ceiling mirror and glanced back.

The blood-colored mandala walked up to him, leaned sideways, straightened the messy corners of his skirt, and just wanted to complain, but he was suddenly pushed, and both hands were pressed on the glass mirror.

The initial pole is narrow,

Talent and knowledge,

Dozens of steps back,

Enlightened

The LCD screen is on, and a program is playing.

In the vast prairie, a majestic male lion, crawling forward, the target is the prey in front, it gradually picks up speed in the grass, tiger and tiger, with the hair flying, more and more urgent.

Whoa!

Next to the water source, rows of birds, frightened by the sudden appearance of the male lions, flew up in shock and let out a cooing and screaming.

There is a poem as proof:

Into the depths of the jungle,

hasten

hasten

Startled a line of egrets.