Chapter 191: Lady Renee
Miss Bambi turned and walked into the main hall and disappeared into the corridor behind. Chu Ming's meaning is like this, the high-profile purpose is to make Miss Banbi as safe as possible, which is the need of the situation. As long as Miss Bambi doesn't say anything publicly, then the matter is not completely clear, Miss Bambi is also very cooperative, and she still has a lot of things to do.
The chief manager raised his head violently, and a fierce murderous aura surged towards Chu Ming. His body was no longer rickety, and his bones crackled.
Chu Ming whistled loudly: "It's amazing, it scares me urgently, come again, maybe I'll be scared back." Does this count as passive humoral circulation? ”
The chief manager was a little surprised, the person in front of him was actually indifferent to his coercion, this was obviously a master of the same level as him.
The manager was obviously wrong, and Chu Ming didn't mind coercion, because he was a plant, a plant that could smoke.
Chu Ming took out his cigarette and realized that he had no way to start the fire. So he looked left and right, and saw Musan standing in place.
"That handsome guy, come here and do me a favor. You don't want me to pinch this chick to death just to smoke a cigarette, do you? Too many people have died from cigarettes! It's a tragedy that smoking is bad for your health. ”
The manager didn't speak, he was judging the situation and waiting for an opportunity. He first wanted to know the purpose of the man in front of him. In this case, nonsense is useless.
Mu Sang hesitated for a moment, Chu Ming's style made him have a sense of familiarity, and he suspected that he had seen the person in front of him, either with a deep friendship or a great hatred. The latter is more likely.
"You're slow." Chu Ming stared at Mu Sang and said, "You may not be able to catch the last train." ”
Moussan was still hesitating, but the look in the steward's eyes made him step forward anyway, for the steward was now Emperor Gate, and there were signs of suffocation. The hand around his neck is too strong, more real than the umbilical cord.
"You're not going to make it." Mu Sang lit a cigarette for Chu Ming and said at the same time that he was trying to play the role of a negotiator.
"Good lines." Chu Ming took a puff of cigarette, "But our scripts are different, mine is still the line of the last train, repeat it again - you can't catch the last train, let me give you a ride, waltz tutor greets you." ”
After Chu Ming finished speaking, he didn't hesitate to hit his knees, for an ordinary person, Chu Ming's lethality was huge. Hearing only a crackling sound, it was the sound of broken ribs, and Mussan stared at the man in front of him in disbelief. He suddenly understood what he felt, this was his nightmare and mortal enemy, the one who made him want to eat his marrow and eat his flesh.
"When you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back."
Chu Ming continued, and an elbow blow hit Mu Sang's temple hard. Mussan's eyeballs bulged out, and his earlobes instantly turned blue. Then some faint streaks of blood covered his forehead. Although Chu Ming's blow did not shatter his skull, it completely destroyed his entire brain structure, which was a real mortal death.
"Bang-"
Mussan's body fell to the ground, and only then did blood begin to flow from his seven orifices. The dazzling red hues of the delicate volcanic rock floor are like a few insects out hunting.
The steward shook his head, and he relaxed himself. Such a decisive person must have a firm will, and persuasion is impossible. The manager didn't dare to bet, this time Chu Ming made a move without warning, then next time it was possible, next time - the corpse underground would become His Majesty the Emperor.
Chu Ming took another puff of cigarette, Mu San must die. The first is that the situation requires, Chu Ming must show a tough posture; Second, Moussan had a certain reason to die, because he also had a part in the death of the Waltz Guru. It is refreshing to be happy and revenge, and it is not too late to take revenge in ten years. Chu Ming silently blessed the heavenly spirit of the waltz mentor. Maybe the man with the gorgeous name doesn't need a blessing, he dies calmly, but the living are always like this, always wanting to do something for the dead, although they know that it doesn't make sense.
"Say, what do you want?" The manager finally spoke, asking a very direct question
"I just wanted to talk to Ms. Renee."
"I'm afraid it's hard."
"I'm busy."
After Chu Ming answered, the two sides fell silent again, and after Chu Ming finished smoking a cigarette, the manager finally made up his mind and left without saying a word.
Chu Ming stood in place like a stone statue, and Emperor Gate stood beside him obediently. Chu Ming's methods made him realize that this was not a person who could be tempted, and cooperation could make him live longer.
The guards in the palace all left, they were afraid of stimulating Chu Ming, but Chu Ming's vitality fluctuations in the shadows were more frequent, and there were some terrifying energy white horses that flashed away like a gap, it seems that this action really alarmed the most cutting-edge power of this empire.
The grasp of the opportunity is the key to controlling the Liuwu people, and Chu Ming is doing a good job, getting better and better. He is now in control of the situation, in control of the first move. As a result, the fighting of the entire palace complex slowed down. Chu Ming was like a plug blocking a dam, suppressing a huge amount of energy, and the entire Fast Empire was going crazy about it. Chu Ming choked the emperor's neck and also pinched Fast's testicles......
Ms. Renee finally appeared, this most mysterious woman in Fast, the patriarch of the Fourth Star Domain Replacement Alliance, and the unfathomable master appeared in front of Chu Ming.
"Chu Ming of the Vyak family, I'm not wrong, right?"
Ms. Renee does not look old, and the spiral bun is also trendy. A pale blue burqa was very decent, and this was the uniform of the grandmothers of Renee Girls' College. Her face was a little pale, and with her expressionless cold language, it was very uncomfortable.
"No, but if you use the Viako family to blackmail me, it may not work." Chu Ming stared at the woman in front of him tightly, although he couldn't see the depth of Ms. Renee, but his intuition told him that the woman in front of him was very dangerous. The Qiong facial pattern on the surface of Chu Ming's body even writhed autonomously, this was instinctive intelligence in fear.
"Yes." Ms. Renee paced slowly in front of the main hall, not at all worried or anxious. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, and the guards around him seem to have left.
Chu Ming looked at Ms. Renee, the woman in front of her didn't look annoying, if she could smile, she would even be a kind person. After a long time, Chu Ming heard a "bang", this was an extremely slight sound, this was the sound of the heartbeat of the woman opposite. What kind of metabolism is such a heartbeat at such a long interval? Chu Ming was also surprised to see that the woman opposite not only had a slow heartbeat, but even her pupils had never changed because of the light, and she was as stable as a fossil.
Ms. Renee looked at Chu Ming's gaze and raised her head, Chu Ming realized that Ms. Renee's eyebrows were very straight, like two parallel words on her forehead, the nasolabial folds on both sides of her nose were thin and deep, and her whole face revealed a sharp taste.
"You're so nervous, it's rude." Ms. Renee said
"It's a little, it has to be like this." Chu Ming shrugged
"Relax, you're not going to die yet." Ms. Renee didn't care about the emperor in Chu Ming's hands at all, and she didn't even look at it.
"I know it's just a reflex of too much stress. When are you going to do it? Chu Ming asked rhetorically
"Not now, I'm waiting."
"Me too."
Chu Ming and Ms. Reni had a rare agreement, both of them were waiting, waiting for the hole card of the "Unbounded Cultivator". Create an opportunity for a showdown - Miss Bambi and Chu Ming succeeded.
ps: Ask for tickets, ask for collections