Chapter 1795 - Love**'s Pit Meng Lori [26]
"You haven't even grown a girl, how dare you scold Lao Tzu? Believe it or not, a phone call from Lao Tzu can put you in prison in minutes! Depend on! ”
For Qiao Xin's disrespectful remarks, Jia's nephew was very dissatisfied.
But seeing that Bo Jinghan and no one moved, but when they were afraid, they immediately became arrogant again, and said arrogantly: "I said sister, it's not good to fight on other people's borders, in case you hurt this manager, this clerk, it's quite innocent, isn't it?" Cynthia, I'll give you a choice now, in a word, you want to be interesting, accompany my brother and me for one night, take out your skills in serving Bo Junchen, let me be comfortable and comfortable, maybe I'll let you go, your little sister bullied my family's Songsong, just write it off. But if—"
"Blood Eagle, hit."
Hearing him mention Bo Junchen, Bo Jinghan's face immediately changed.
A glance swept over, and the blood eagle, who had long had itchy hands, immediately understood, took three steps forward, opened the bow left and right, and twitched his big mouth unambiguously.
Before Jia's nephew could figure out what was going on, his cheeks were already red and swollen and faintly swollen, and there were a few bloody teeth, which were knocked out by the roots and flew out of the sockets.
"Fuck you, uncle!"
"Miss, he scolded your uncle, do you want to continue to beat and scold?"
"Come back, I don't have an uncle."
As soon as the short voice fell, the Blood Eagle Body quickly returned to Bo Jinghan's side.
And this strange scene made Jia's nephew understand one thing while he was furious. The man who just beat himself was not afraid at all, but only listened to Bo Jinghan's orders. And can be absolutely above yourself. But people are often like this, for the sake of face, they have to slap a swollen face and become fat, obviously they can't do it, and they have to stiffen their heads!
"Okay, you're very good, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, you don't want to give you a chance, you wait, I'll call someone to come and say that you are deliberately beating!"
While yelling at everyone, Jia's nephew snatched the phone from the dog-headed military division, called the familiar police officer, and after three or two sentences, he reported the address and ordered the other party to come over.
At this time, Cen Jingsong, a pig's head who has no memory and can't change it, also thinks that the overall situation has been decided.
She looked at Bo Jinghan defiantly and proudly, like a goddess of victory.
When he passed by Qiao Xin, he deliberately hit her in the direction.
Bo Jinghan reached out and pulled Qiao Xin's back collar, causing the woman to crash into the air.
Cen Jingsong glared at her jealously and stomped her feet angrily, but she remembered Bo Jinghan's humiliation of her that day, and she really didn't dare to do anything with her. But think about it, anyway, if something happens, there is Jia Su on her back, so she doesn't care about the past few days, and she goes to the luxury goods that she has been thinking about for a long time, and she takes them down one by one and compares them, as if she wants to take everything away.
As she walked, she passed the VIP room, and when she saw that the door was ajar, she went in herself.
Inside, she saw a beautiful brocade box, which contained a neatly stacked and very valuable custom dress dress.
Suddenly, greed arose.
"Brother Jia, do you see that this dress is beautiful, do I look good in it?"
"Okay—"
didn't wait for Jia's nephew to tell him how to read the words, so he listened to Manager Mei, who was accused of being arrested, and weakly protested: "You can't take it!" It was designed and custom-made by Miss Cynthia herself, and the fit is unique. It's a gift for Miss Yun! ”
"Is it hers? Then I'm going to take it even more! ”
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