My name is Hansen. Boi (handsome boy), of course, can also call me "malachite".

I am the 66th executive attached to Pluto, and I have 66 lovers around the world.

Because of my busy schedule, I have to work overtime until 6 a.m. every day, but I actually enjoy it.

I smoke sixty-six cigars a day and always drink six 66-proof vodka before going to bed.

Then he looked in the mirror and admired my lovely face for six minutes and sixty-six seconds before he could go to bed.

No matter how long I hadn't rested, I had to lie down for six hours every time I went to bed, never leaving the fatigue and stress for the next day.

Because of excessive smoking and drinking, my work and rest are unhealthy, so I regularly go for a whole-body diagnosis to ensure that I have a healthy body and mind to serve the organization.

But every time the doctor said that I could die suddenly at any time, and that it would be God's blessing to live to be 30 years old, I was very happy to hear this, because I was already 31 years old.

In the end, I am generally reluctant to pay for a consultation with a bill, so I will propose to help the doctor plan a murder to offset the expenses, which is the virtue of being an executive.

The murder plan planned by our Pluto executive is pure green and pollution-free, ensuring that customers will not be caught by the police after execution.

Of course, if the customer is still caught after executing the plan, it must be that the customer itself is not executing enough, and it is definitely not my flawless plan that there is anything wrong with it.

Finally, when you are ready to deal with me, please read my book "How to Get Along with Handsome Guys" beforehand to avoid something unpleasant.

The above is the "Pluto" executive, "Malachite" Hansen. Boye's confession.

It's just that tonight he obviously felt a little puzzled, wondering why there were no bursts of exclamations around him.

What's going on? Why didn't those two guys react at all? Could it be that there is a problem with the eyes?

When Malachite held the champagne glass in his hand and shook it slowly, shaking the 66-degree vodka of the "Polar Double-headed Eagle" brand, the man's heart was greatly puzzled.

Generally speaking, as long as it is not a normal human with eye problems, or aesthetic problems, or mental problems.

There should be no one who will be indifferent after seeing Malachite so handsome, so stylish, and so cool appearance.

So the moment he quietly turned on the light from under the table, he was ready to receive exclamations and cheers.

Who knows, the expected exclamation of the malachite did not come, and the two guests were as stiff as two uncarnable stones.

And judging from the expressions in the eyes of the two, they don't look like they have been overwhelmed by Lord Hansen's beauty.

It's really bad luck, I didn't expect these two guys to be so tasteless, it's really boring.

After a silent sigh, Malachite drank the high-strength vodka from the cup.

Then, with exaggerated and deliberate movements like that of a theatrical actor, he stepped out from behind the table with his slender legs.

When the man walked in the direction of Jiang Zheng and Xia Rinrin, the latter was shocked and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Jiang Zheng's clothes.

Coming, coming, is this the executive of "Pluto"? He's coming, what is he going to do to us? Do you want to start fighting?

Just when Xia Rin was wondering if the two sides would break out the most violent conflict as soon as they came up.

Something that people never expected happened. Malachite actually took out two small manuals from behind him.

"Both, before dealing with me, please read this simple manual of "how to get along with handsome guys" in order to get a satisfactory communication result for both parties."

When handing over these two manuals, which seemed to be at least a dozen pages, Xia Rin was stunned.

This handbook is printed with a big "How to get along with handsome guys. Lite Edition" in a few big words.

In the background, a handsome face with a rose in her mouth is like the hero of a beautiful girl manga.

No, what's going on? It's okay to print your own photo in a brochure and send it to others, but it's too narcissistic, right?

Xia Rin held the manual that looked very good and was not cheap at first glance, and opened it speechlessly and curiously.

As a result, I don't know if I don't see it, and I was shocked when I saw it, and all the rules printed on it were how to deal with malachite!

[Rule 1: Mr. Malachite hates things that aren't beautiful, so be sure to dress neatly and groomed before meeting him.] 】

[Rule 2: Although Mr. Malachite does not hate being praised by others, please praise him in moderation, no more than ten times in a minute.] 】

[Rule 3: When talking to Mr. Malachite, always keep your eyes on you and don't float around, it's disrespectful to beauty.] 】

[Rule 4: If you have bad breath, use "Listerine" mouthwash to clean it before talking to Mr. Malachite, no other brands will be accepted.] 】

[Rule 5: Mr. Malachite's working hours are from 6+6 noon to 6 am, please do not contact during breaks]

Xia Rin looked at the dense rules on it, and it was really dazzling.

How should these rules be described? All of them are very outrageous content, and there are at least hundreds of them densely.

And to sum up, these rules are actually just one sentence, to be beautiful, to be elegant, and most importantly, to know how to appreciate the beauty of Mr. Malachite.

Yes, most of these rules are narcissistic boasting.

For example, "Rule 12: Even if you think Mr. Malachite is the most beautiful person in the world, please don't cheer loudly on the street to avoid causing traffic jams."

With such a brazen rule, Xia Rin can't imagine that humans can write it, and I'm afraid that only Jiang Zheng can compare it to it.

After all, Jiang Zheng can gather all his black fans to pull a group, and then lead the black fans to vigorously oppose his best.

In this regard, it has a common language with malachite, and both of them have the same thick skin to block bullets.

Sure enough, after the initial shock of the Soul Palace, Jiang Zheng also picked up the manual with great interest and read it.

Although this time the Soul Hall was actually brushed here, and it became the "Soul Palace. Citi Tower: "It's shocking.

But compared to these things, the first encounter with the Pluto executive is a little more urgent at this time.

After all, as long as the Soul Hall is generated, it will not run, and Jiang Zheng will have time to come here to investigate in the future, so there is no need to rush for a while.

So much so that after looking through the manual for a while, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but smile slightly, clapped his hands with a smile and said:

"Interesting. This Mr. Malachite is such a wonderful person, much more interesting than it seems. ”

When he first saw this handsome man for the first time, Jiang Zheng thought he was the kind of traditional European gentleman.

Because malachite is obviously European, blonde, blue-eyed, snow-white skin, plus his style, very gentlemanly.

Jiang Zheng dislikes dealing with this kind of old-fashioned gentleman the most, but fortunately Malachite is not that kind of person.

If you want to use one sentence to describe the man in front of you, it is a disgusting handsome guy who is a little disgusting to the point of narcissism.

Although everyone has to admit that Malachite is indeed extremely handsome, his excess self-consciousness and words and deeds have lowered his handsomeness, which makes people feel a little disgusting.

However, Malachite obviously didn't understand what Jiang Zheng meant, and thought that Jiang Zheng was praising himself for saying "interesting".

So he raised his chin proudly, stretched out his hand to Jiang Zheng and said:

"Although it looks silly, you seem to have a pair of eyes that can find beauty, and I reluctantly approve of it."

Looking at the hand that was stretched out towards him with the white gloves with the bag, Jiang Zheng also smiled and stretched out his hand, ready to shake it.

As soon as Jiang Zheng raised his hand, Malachite took out a bottle of spray full of English with his other hand and sprayed it on Jiang Zheng's hand.

"What is this, a poison that corrodes the skin?"

"It's the best cleaning spray because you're not washing your hands, so you need to clean and disinfect it to get in touch with your body, even if it's through gloves."

After leaving these words, Malachite held Jiang Zheng's outstretched hand, and said:

"Okay, although your appearance is not very decent, but considering that I did not notify in advance, and the time is very urgent, I will forgive you this time, no"

Without waiting for Malachite to finish speaking, Jiang Zheng put the "How to get along with handsome guys. The Lite Edition manual turned to the last page and said with a smile:

"The last page of this manual has very interesting rules, I wonder what will happen if you break them?"

Take a closer look, this book "How to get along with handsome guys. The 100th rule on the last page of the Lite Edition is different from the previous one.

This rule is written at the end of the book, and the text is also bright red, like roses, red wine, or . Blood.

Rule 100: Be careful if you are a fool who tarnishes Mr. Malachite's beauty and will suffer the most severe punishment.

This line of writing, which seemed to be written in blood, obviously intrigued Jiang Zheng very much, and the palm of his right hand holding the malachite did not mean to let go at all.

Feeling the palm of the man in front of him clamping his hand like an iron tong, Malachite also raised his eyebrows, but still said calmly:

"I advise you not to violate it casually, the last person who violated this rule ended up begging me to kill him with a handful of snot and tears, and the scene was a little ugly."

"Really? I don't believe it. ”

"You must believe, I advise"

Before Malachite could finish speaking, a bright red liquid suddenly splattered on his body!

What?

Malachite looked down, only to find that Jiang Zheng had taken out a small packet of tomato sauce in his other hand at some point.

This ketchup is the kind of cheap that can often be seen in small packages when eating French fries, and it will burst when you squeeze it with your hands.

Just now, Jiang Zheng directly squeezed through the packaging of ketchup with his hands at the bottom, and sprayed the red sauce directly on the other party's body.

When the high-end handmade tailor-made suit on his body was tarnished by cheap ketchup, Malachite's eyes changed significantly.

While holding Jiang Zheng's hand vigorously, he said coldly:

"Although I can't kill her, it's easy to kill you, you're looking for it"

Before Malachite could finish his cruel words, he suddenly felt a pain in his feet.

Looking down, he found that Jiang Zheng stepped on his expensive leather shoes at some point.

Jiang Zheng deliberately stepped on the malachite shoes with the soles of his shoes, and stepped on the clean upper with shoe polish all over the stains, and said with a smile:

"By the way, is this a stain on your beauty? You can do it at any time if that's enough, if it's not enough."

"That's enough."

In the next second, Malachite only listened to two words coldly spit out from his mouth.

Between the lightning and flint, I saw his left hand suddenly shake, and I don't know when an extra dagger appeared in the palm of his hand!

The dagger was blackened throughout, and there was no reflection at all in the light.

And the dagger body is also a curved snake, looking like a slender black snake.

As soon as the serpentine dagger appeared from the malachite's hand, it suddenly sprang up as if it were alive!

With a sudden ultra-high speed, he stabbed directly at Jiang Zheng's wrist!

Well? This guy is so fast, faster than the one I've seen before?

Before today, the strongest opponent Jiang Zheng had ever seen was He, the experienced old mercenary.

Although He is much slower than Jiang Zheng, his speed has actually almost reached the limit of human beings.

However, the malachite was much faster than He, and the dagger was as fast as lightning when it was waved, and at most it only approached Jiang Zheng's wrist in about 0.3 seconds.

And this time, in addition to being fast, the action is also very spiritual, and the serpentine dagger bends left and right between the movements, which makes people completely unable to touch where the dagger lands.

Such a close distance, such a sudden attack, let alone ordinary people, an old mercenary like He may not be able to dodge.

So much so that when he stabbed this knife, a look of joy had already appeared in Malachite's eyes, which was a look of revenge.

Hmph, if you dare to tarnish my sacred beauty, then I will stab you all over your body with this dagger, so that you can't survive or die!

However, I don't know if Malachite has heard an old saying, called "the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny".

When his lightning-fast knife stabbed towards Jiang Zheng's wrist, the next second. There was a sharp pain in his own wrist!

Ay? What happened? I. Am I dreaming?

looked at the serpentine dagger that had somehow been transferred from his hand to Jiang Zheng's hand, and the blade had pierced into his wrist.

Malachite finally couldn't help but show a look of surprise, no, it should be said that it showed a ghostly expression.

At that moment just now, it was obviously malachite that stabbed Jiang Zheng's wrist.

Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the situation between the two sides suddenly came a 180-degree reversal.

The person with the knife became Jiang Zheng, and the malachite became the one who was knifed.

Just when the executive of "Pluto" went from being full of confidence to looking confused.

Jiang Zheng casually withdrew the snake-shaped dagger inlaid with gems and sneered at him:

"After seeing so many rules for getting along with you here, I will also generously tell you a rule about my relationship."

"What rules?"

"Rule 1, if someone wants to do something bad to Mr. Jiang Zheng, then no matter what he wants to do, Mr. Jiang Zheng will pay it back tenfold. So grit your teeth if you don't want to collapse all your teeth. ”

As soon as the words fell, before Malachite could react, Jiang Zheng meant what he meant.

A fist slammed into his chin from the bottom to the top, directly knocking the disgusting handsome guy from a "blonde stupid roe deer" into a "bronzing kite" and flying to the far other side.

(End of chapter)