Ren Jia looked at Yu Li and didn't have a good face, "Scar, you have enough words, be careful that someone cuts your tongue one day." ”

Qin Huai in the cab looked at Ren Jia through the rearview mirror and couldn't help laughing.

"Yu Li, check people." Yu Li originally wanted to scold Ren Jia for a few words, but when he heard the words, he had to work honestly.

Escaping the pursuit, the car drove onto the main road and slowed down.

Ren Jia had just been shaken to the ground, very uncomfortable, leaning back on the back of the chair and closing his eyes to recuperate.

It seems that he will not be able to get rid of these people for a while, Qin Huai seems to be more stable, and that man should be entrusted to him to handle the big things.

As for that spare force, he's a little gangster scumbag!

There is this boss sitting next to him very deeply, and once he loses his use value, the end will definitely not be much better.

"Brother, the people of the Hong Society called patrols and arrested a lot, this group of people is really stupid." Yu Li gloated.

"They are not enough to swallow elephants, and they can't measure themselves, Mu Han lost a little bait, and they couldn't wait to take the bait, just by the hand of patrolling and catching them."

"Hahaha, I have to thank this Miss Ren in the back seat, if she hadn't called the police to arrest us, how could we have cooperated so well with the patrol, right?" Yu Li was afraid that he would not be disgusted with Ren Jia, so he handed the pad in his hand to Mu Han in the back.

It turned out that the police he had just called helped them, and his every move was not in the hands of this man.

Ren Jia, 23 years old, secondary school teacher, primary school ...... Secondary school...... ...... college, ...... during the teaching period, but it was quite good. ”

His own information came out of Mu Han's mouth so clearly and unmistakably without emotion.

Ren Jia couldn't maintain the composure on his face any longer, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Han with ridicule, "I thought I got into the patrol car." ”

"Isn't this just a good girl, Qin Huai, I think this kind of person is a vase." Yu Li turned his head to look at Ren Jia's eyes with undisguised disdain.

"Mu Han must have his plans." Qin Huai's face was unfathomable.

The car drove for a long time and parked next to a villa, far from the city, plus the training ground and fountain garden next to it cover a large area, and there are layers of checkpoints when you enter.

Ren Jia was full of contempt, and he really spared his life.

"Keep up."

Ren Jia honestly followed Mu Han upstairs, and hurriedly took a look at the interior layout, European-style decoration, few furnishings, bright lights, and the marble floor was dusty, like a model room.

On the second floor, there are already stylists waiting, several dresses hanging behind them, and jewelry spread flat on the table.

This battle.

"Mr. Mu, could you please leave first?" Ren Jia looked at the man who didn't plan to get up.

The man found a suitable position on the couch and read the newspaper with his legs folded.

"Not unusual."

Ren Jia was choked speechless, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Due to professional reasons, Ren Jia generally wears nude makeup, simple and generous, and his hair is tied in a high ponytail or casually clumped into a ball.

And in the hands of this stylist, Ren Jia was simply reborn.

Ren Jia's long black straight was rolled into a sexy big wave, his eyebrows were drawn deeply, and his eyes were particularly attractive when he picked up his eyeline, and his already delicate facial features and flaming red lips had a thrilling beauty.

Wearing a tight long skirt with black velvet pattern, the proper cut wraps Ren Jia's figure exquisitely, and the looming see-through cut leads to infinite reverie.

Ren Jia was originally white, and with a complete set of pearl jewelry, the temperament is even more cold.

"Miss Ren is really a beauty, and she is incredibly beautiful when she dresses up a little." The stylist was extremely pleased with his work and was full of praise.

"Well, be obedient." Mu Han seemed to respond to the stylist, but the words were for Ren Jia, he walked behind Ren Jia, arranged the necklace for her, and ran his fingers across the back of her neck, with a hint of threat.

"Mr. Mu, I think we should talk about something." Ren Jia gently avoided Mu Han, turned around and looked up at Mu Han slightly, his eyes were cold.