Regarding Mr. Song's disrespectful remarks, Father An glanced at him nonchalantly. ∞ pine∑ ∑ said ∞

"Even if Bao Congxin came forward in person, he wouldn't dare to say such things to me, are you worthy?"

The sentence 'you are also worthy' pushed Mr. Song, who was already on the verge of losing control, to the edge of the cliff, like dead grass encountering wildfire, and Mr. Song's whole person began to distort.

But his self-control is also quite amazing. No, at a time when almost everyone thought that he was very likely to start a fight with Father Ann right away. He uncharacteristically restrained the urge to make a move, quickly calmed down, and said: "If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would be more or less affected by your agitation method, and I myself almost fell into your trap." But alas, Father, you have chosen the wrong person. ”

"There's something unfortunate about it, but isn't that what makes things even more interesting?"

Father Ann blinked easily.

"Interesting? I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

Mr. Song stared at Father An's face with a wary expression, trying to find any emotion on his face that could be deciphered.

"Look, I have a good proposal, would you like to hear it?"

Father Ann asked, holding out his index finger and pointing upward.

"If you're planning to exchange a few fools for Gong Chen, please forgive me for refusing. It's not that I'm too cold-blooded, it's that it's completely contrary to the goal of my mission. ”

Mr. Song easily blocked Father An's speech, which made Father An's situation a little passive, but fortunately, he still had a lot of 'bargaining chips' that could be negotiated.

"Secretly planting a powerful bomb in your subordinate's watch, is it also called 'not cold-blooded'? I think this can be summed up more than just cold-bloodedness. ”

After saying this, Father Ann turned his attention to the four brothers. There is no doubt that when they heard this 'appalling' content of Father An, they immediately focused their attention on Mr. Song.

Mr. Song, who had been stared at by the four brothers for a while, had a subtle expression, and he knew very well that he would not be able to escape such an accusation in the end, but fortunately, he was not completely without a way out.

"Do you have any proof to prove your point, priest? Or is this yet another bluff threat? ”

Mr. Song adjusted his facial expression and took the initiative to question Father An's accusations. Especially when he was convinced that the watches that could be used as evidence had been detonated, he behaved more boldly and aggressively.

"Can't answer? Hehe, that's natural. Even a smart man like a priest can only say, 'There's a bomb in the watch, we got rid of it in advance'. There's no proof of death like this, isn't it? ”

Because Father An did not speak for a while, it aroused Mr. Song's fighting spirit even more, so that he would deliberately provoke this matter.

Listen to his provocative words and look at the indifferent Father An. Yu Siqi also felt that the priest really had no good way, and Wan Jie also put forward the same opinion.

"The priest shouldn't have brought up this topic that would give him the upper hand, and now the initiative is all given to the person surnamed Song. After all, the watch has been blown up a long time ago, and even if you look for any wreckage now, it won't prove anything. ”

Seeing that the situation was about to completely fall to Mr. Song's side, Father Ann suddenly put his finger to the side of his ear and gouged out his ear. Then, when he really pulled out a large string of earwax, he showed a very comfortable expression and said, "I'm sorry, this earwax has tormented me for a while." I just thought I might be able to catch this 'little slippery', so I ignored you for a while. Mr. Song is asking me what evidence I have, right? ”

"Yes, please stop pretending to be deaf and dumb. Come up with the evidence, if any. ”

Mr. Song said sneeringly.

"It's really embarrassing for me, I didn't want to embarrass Mr. Song so soon."

Although Father Ann said such beautiful words in his mouth, his actions were not ambiguous at all. After he gently flicked off the earwax on his fingertips, he took out an intact mechanical watch from his pocket, held it up to a place where everyone could see it, and said, "I don't think Mr. Song will be unfamiliar with this watch, right?" ”

"Can you just take a watch and make it up?"

The moment Mr. Song saw the watch, his face was already a little gloomy. But in order to make himself stand on his own feet, he could only stick to his previous views. Although he himself knew very well what the priest would do next.

"You're saying too casually, Mr. Song."

Father An turned the watch over and read aloud the small words engraved on the back: "This thing was purchased by Mr. Song at his own expense, and has nothing to do with public assets." After reading this sentence, Father Ann suddenly asked a digression: "Why do you want to carve such a thing?" ”

"Probably in response to the anti-corruption campaign in the past few years, etc., why would I answer your question?"

Mr. Song's face was even more ugly than before, and he was pursing his lips so hard that he was about to bite the skin of his lips.

"Thank you for your answer, so you admit it?"

Father An smiled happily, while Mr. Song blushed and said stubbornly, "Even if I admit that it is their watch, what is it?" You can't prove there's a bomb in there. ”

When he said this, he actually knew very well that he was struggling senselessly. But he was not reconciled, unwilling to be teased again and again by the priest in front of him.

This is a naked insult and a provocation for his proud 'IQ'.

"You, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

Father Ann twisted the knob on it and threw it out, and the watch exploded before it hit the ground. This explosion not only blew up the four brothers, but also blew up the last trace of Mr. Song's 'rationality'.

Caught in a 'frenzy', he threw his fist at the spot where Father Ann was standing, without warning. Although the others present were a little surprised, they still gave up their positions very consciously so that he could vent to his heart's content.

In the face of Mr. Song's stormy offensive, Father An put away his contemptuous attitude after continuous parrying, and looked at Mr. Song and said, "I have to say, compared to your lame schemes. I'd rather appreciate your fighting prowess. ”

"Is it just appreciation?"

After knocking Father Ann off with a hook, Mr. Song leaned over and sprinted several lengths. used an inch to close the distance between himself and Father An, and a backhand uppercut broke Father An's posture. However, just as he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, Father Ann seized the gap between his forward charge, turned defense into attack, and repelled him.

"Yes, as an amateur, you're doing pretty well. However, I have a question that you need to answer for me. You're not really going to rely on this to make me regret it, are you? ”

Father An looked at Mr. Song, who had been repelled by himself, and said disapprovingly.