When the three people led by Kevlin were "bullying" Brother Hao, and Brother Hao did not bow his head like the evil forces and struggled, at this time, a photo fell to the ground from Brother Hao's clothes.

"What is this?" Kevlin bent down to pick up the photo, and the smile on her face was immediately like a snowflake in the sun, melting away without a trace, and her whole face turned blue!

"Wang Hao, what is this?" Kevlin took the photo with Brother Hao's body temperature, and asked Wang Hao in a somewhat cold voice. At this time, she returned to the title of "Iceberg Beauty". The photo shows the scene of old Osif and a strange middle-aged man smiling weirdly, this photo can be said to be very professionally captured, even if it is placed in the circle, professionals will definitely give a thumbs up. This photo fully reveals the darkness of human nature and the lust that seems to be absent in the heart of the hero at that time......

"Haha... Hah, you actually ...... I don't know... Know... Haha...... "Listening to Brother Hao's voice, he seemed a little disappointed, it took so long to be discovered, which caused his plan to almost make a mistake. This Kevlin's a little clumsy

"How dare you laugh! If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being rude! Kevlin was a little angry, she was talking to him about such an important thing, and he was still laughing! I'm still smiling so happily.

"Hahaha... You're special... Ha ha... Caught by two... Big... Hahaha... Dahan... Scratching your feet... Ha ha... Try the soles of the feet...... Hahaha" Brother Hao laughed hoarsely. Laughing for such a long time, never drinking a drop of water, and not coughing up blood, Brother Hao's life is big.

Only then did Cavlyn react, and the guards in the two conference rooms were still faithfully carrying out their orders. The two of them have now completely mastered the essence of scratching the soles of their feet, and each of them holds a feather in the soles of Brother Hao's feet. It seems to be scratching but not scratching. It seems to be a sweep but not a sweep. Seems to be moving...... Now the two of them are not just concentrating on scratching the soles of Brother Hao's feet, the two of them have interpreted this act into an art.

If anyone bothers them now, it's almost a crime! Let the art that is rare for thousands of years be short-lived, but disappear into the world! It's like a small wave hitting a stone in the rolling river, which had the potential to become a monstrous wave, but it was gently extinguished.

Cavlyn endured the pain in her heart and the guilt in her heart for the art of murder, patted the two of them on the shoulder, and said, "Help Wang Hao untie the rope." You two go out and keep watching, and don't let anyone in. ”

"Yes!" The two of them stopped the movements in their hands, and the combination of the world's sense of art and criminal law could already start a sect, representing the world's highest tickling technology, and disappeared in the long river of history in such a flash in the pan.

Although Wang Hao later spent money to invite the two of them to give a class to his "Death's Gate" Intelligence Department, hoping that they could teach each other this special criminal law, the two of them did not use such a method of being born and incorporated as they are now, which may be the appearance of inspiration: they came in a hurry. I went in a hurry, I couldn't catch his tail, and only his legend was left.

"Bang" the door closed. The two of them walked out of this place where artistic inspiration was born, and sat up as their goalkeepers again.

"Wang Hao. How do you feel, now you can say it. Kevlin's face softened, and her lips opened slightly.

Brother Hao said in his heart: If it weren't for the existence of a super-bright large-wattage light bulb with unfathomable martial arts in the house, Brother would definitely let you know how "powerful" Brother is! However, how can Brother Hao's IQ let others take advantage of him in vain! Not even if it's a woman! If you can't come to the light, we'll come to the dark, and if you can't do it, you can move your eyes, you can't control it, my brother just wants to "sharp" you! Don't ask my brother why, he has eyes and is not afraid of death!

Kevlin, who was standing a few steps in front of Brother Hao, suddenly felt a cold swish in her chest, as if someone was picking off the clothes on her chest, looked around, and finally caught the mastermind behind the scenes, Wang Hao was staring at his chest with a very obscene gaze! Kevlin's face was slightly red, and Nuno said, "Wang Hao, can we talk about business?" ”

Chick, give in! Wang Hao raised his head, straightened his hairstyle, and began to tell the story he had to tell with "Prison Blood No. 1" in a tone that had gone through vicissitudes......

What exactly did the three of them communicate? Nobody knows. How much did our brother Hao pretend? Again, no one knows. Just two hours later, Brother Hao walked out of the shabby little door of the "Hand of Peace" headquarters with a comfortable face.

Brother Hao walked to the door of the Rolls-Royce with a cheerful pace, and the very low sound of opening the door "clicked" shattered the journey of the "Hand of Peace" guest, and Brother Hao was a guest at the "Hand of Peace" for five hours, and now he can finally return home in the car.

"Who!" The sound of Brother Hao opening the door frightened Mwila, who was pretending to sleep, into a clever one, and he grabbed a pistol that had not opened the safety in his hand in a panic, maybe this iron pimple could give him a little spiritual comfort.

"Brother, you're sitting in the 'heart' of the United States, are you sure you want to shoot?" Wang Hao looked at Mvera, who was like a frightened bird, and said lightly and happily.

"Mr. Wang Hao? You actually came out alive? Mvera exclaimed in amazement. It's like He Shen Da was obviously sentenced to be executed by Shuanggui and after the autumn, but He Da was not only fine, but also went out to drink flower wine every day, and Gui Gong must have been surprised when he saw it.

"Don't worry, when I was a child, the fortune teller under the overpass calculated for me, my life is very big, and I can live to ninety-nine without accident." After Wang Hao sat down in the car, he continued, "Drive me to the hotel." ”

"Oh," Mwilamuna replied. He didn't understand, didn't he just say that Mr. Wang Hao was arrested? Why didn't it take long for it to be released again?

Wang Hao ignored Mwila's thoughts, some people's thinking is destined to be a person forever! There is no need to explain anything to a person who is not on an equal footing and has no potential for growth, this is a manifestation of irresponsibility for wasting one's own time, and besides, even if he says it, the other party may not understand.

Brother Hao took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Nixi, after all, he couldn't forget the merit of the matchmaker when he married his daughter-in-law.

"Jingle Bell" looked at the mobile phone that was rolling in the bathtub and the screen was flashing, Nixida, who was taking a bath, had the intention of wanting to kill, he just wanted to take a good rest, even if he was going to die, he had to go to God cleanly, but such a simple request, how could it be so difficult to meet today?

"Hey, who's that?" Nissi picked up the phone lifelessly.

"What's wrong with Nissi, dude? The tone is a little uncomfortable! Could it be that you are sick? Wang Hao said. (To be continued......)

PS: ps: Recommend friends, a thorny hammer, new book ...... "The Only Cultivator on Earth"...... To be slaughtered, brothers, you're welcome