Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Fu Yanji's courtyard house.

Lan Bingbing was pacing back and forth in the yard.

Her heart was filled with longing and anxiety.

What I longed for was that today Kuqi was about to snipe and kill the damn driver.

What's disturbing is that it's already dark, and there's no news from Kuchi yet.

Lan Bingbing didn't dare to call Kuqi, in case he was aiming at the target now, calling him might affect him.

Until she received a strange call.

The person on the phone claimed to be the security guard of the property in Longting Meishu Community.

The security guard told Lan Bingbing that there was a courier for her on the gate post.

Longting Villa?

How did the courier send it there?
Ever since she sent her bodyguard Shao Jinyuan to teach Lu Ping a lesson and was approached by Lu Ping, Lan Bingbing seldom lived there, and even left other addresses for online shopping.

Lan Bingbing was very curious.

She suddenly wanted to go back to Longting Meishu for a night.

To be honest, since she became Mr. Fu's woman, her body has never been idle for a day.

Don't look at Mr. Fu's rough appearance, but the demand in that area is quite strong, and the key is still very fierce. Sometimes he can toss about three or four times a night.

Compared with Mr. Hou Shijie, I don't know how much stronger he is.

But in fact, Hou Shijie is strong enough.

So Lan Bingbing asked Mahjong to take two of his subordinates, and drove to Longting Meishu.

main entrance.

Wearing a mask and hat, Lan Bingbing came to the gate.

"What's the matter with you?" the security guard asked politely.

Lan Bingbing said with a displeased face: "Express delivery! You guys called me just now and said that I have a delivery delivery!"

"Oh, are you Miss Lan?" The security guard entered the sentry box, took out a very small cardboard box, and handed it to Lan Bingbing.

Lan Bingbing saw that a corner of the adhesive tape on the courier was blown off, she was very angry, and slapped the security guard on the face: "Who allowed you to dare to act so boldly? Did you tear down my courier?"

The security guard covered his face with a look of grievance: "I don't have it, it was like this when it was delivered."

"Fart!" Lan Bingbing grabbed the security guard's neckline, and the saliva spattered the security guard's face: "Open your dog eyes and see, is there any trace of tearing in this place?"

The security guard smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Lan, this...is just an ordinary slit on the top...It is likely that the sender didn't glue it together...You...you hit me?"

"What's wrong with me beating you? Look... door... dog!" Lan Bingbing scolded: "You idiots from the countryside, you deserve a beating. Yes, I remembered, it should be last month, I am alone Friends...it was that director Chen who came to look for me, and you actually stopped him. You idiot, haven't you seen such a famous director on TV? I remember you also have a security guard, every time I come out for a walk , Just begging for nothing to ask me to take a photo with him... Do you deserve it? Do you deserve it? Let me tell you, I can earn tens of thousands of yuan if you waste my time for a minute, and I don't have any self-knowledge... scumbags!"

Perhaps the security guard was also used to being bullied by the owners of this villa complex, so he still had a smile on his face: "Miss Lan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. We...we must pay attention in the future, we must pay attention."

"Here, I'll give you 300 yuan, face slap fee, go pick it up, you bastard! Spend some money to fix your big black face, it's disgusting." Lan Bingbing took out three banknotes from her bag, and threw them on the ground , and returned to the car.

Even Mahjong, who has been doing all kinds of evil, is not used to seeing Lan Bingbing bullying others like this.

But she is the third master's woman after all, and she has the ability to be a demon.

Lan Bingbing opened the express delivery in the car.

two grapes?

what does it mean?

Take a closer look...not grapes.

Oh?

Lan Bingbing was so frightened that her whole body trembled.

Inside... turned out to be a pair of eyes.

human eye.

But after a while, Lan Bingbing calmed down, and then laughed loudly at the box.

Then there was a burst of strange excitement.

And soliloquy.

"Little driver, aren't you awesome? Make trouble, make trouble with me again! Don't look at me with such eyes, you deserve to die! You deserve to die a long time ago! I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"My Lan Bingbing's 8000 million, so good flowers? Blackmail, blackmail if you have the ability!"

"Kuqi really didn't disappoint me. It was worth letting him do it that time. He did what he said. He is a principled killer. Not bad, not bad, next time I will use you again, and let you do it for free..."

"This kind of professional killer is still more reliable. Shao Jinyuan, mahjong, these are all trash, or Kuqi is hard-working and professional. It seems that the third master is also more reliable. The killer he found, my wife is very satisfied. In terms of... Satisfied!"

"..."

Lan Bingbing murmured to the box for a long time.

Mahjong, who was sitting in the back seat, asked suspiciously, "Miss Lan, what good thing did you do?"

Lan Bingbing clasped the box tightly, and said happily: "You can't imagine the beauty in my heart. Let's go, go to my villa, I will live here tonight."

Mahjong was startled: "Then have you greeted the third master yet?"

"Just say hello, does he still want to restrict my wife's personal freedom?" Lan Bingbing's confidence was very strong at this time, and she spoke with an aura of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Mahjong reminded: "Then you'd better call the third master later, the third master is the most taboo..."

"Close your anus!" Lan Bingbing turned her head and scolded: "I told you that you are incapable of doing things, and there is no end to nagging you. The last time I asked you to deal with that guy named Lu, you haven't implemented it for me until now! It's a shame! I also said so many good things about you to the third master, and it was all in vain... It is also a waste!"

Mahjong has a look of decline due to wind and rain.

Last time, he was bewitched by this woman and took someone to teach Lu Ping a lesson. Not only did he fail to deal with it, his own head almost opened, and he was forced to agree to become her internal agent.

He kept lying to Lan Bingbing that he blocked Lu Ping several times, but he didn't.

What else can I say?

Moreover, he is now... Lu Ping's undercover agent.

Although Mahjong has been reluctant to accept this mysterious-sounding identity.

But the play that should be played still needs to be played.

Faced with Lan Bingbing's ridicule, Mahjong expressed his attitude positively and said: "Miss Lan, the main reason is that the third master has arranged a lot of work recently, and has not stopped. It's not that the third master went out in person last night, and I have nothing to spare Time to go..."

Lan Bingbing interrupted Mahjong's words: "I heard that the third master last night...was because of...a woman named Baige? And...and an old woman?"

Mahjong showed embarrassment: "I...I dare not talk about the boss's matter."

"I already know, but you are still hiding it for him? It is indeed the most loyal dog of the third master!" Lan Bingbing gave a contemptuous look, and said, "I have never seen Baige, but I heard that she is already 35? So Old woman, ouch, you have wrinkles, your skin is loose, everything is loose, I don't understand how the third master can do it?"

Mahjong interjected: "Miss Bai is well maintained."

"What a fart! How about me?" Lan Bingbing puffed up her chest even more furiously, and asked, "Are you as beautiful as me, or is your skin whiter? Or... if I meet that old goblin, I will She must scratch her bitch face. Oh, I remembered, the third master gave her a conference room, right? My old lady, I don’t have this kind of treatment now, no, no, I want the third master to send me... give me ...Give me a five-star hotel, the kind that costs at least one billion yuan..."

Ouch hello.

You have a big appetite.

Do you think you are still a popular star now?

Abandoned, outdated, and now they are all rats crossing the street... so arrogant?
Looking at Lan Bingbing's face, Mahjong couldn't help feeling a little more disgusted. At the beginning, this woman used her peerless coquettishness to use herself to deal with Lu Ping.But now, why did he feel less and less interested in her?It's annoying to look at, and I feel worthless for the third master.

What a piece of crap... This is one!
I bother!

"By the way, you don't need to pay attention to that driver surnamed Lu in the future, and... no more." Lan Bingbing smiled mysteriously, and her hands holding the small box trembled with excitement.

Mahjong thought to himself, what I wish for!
But he asked: "Why, Ms. Lan, could it be... your festivities have been resolved?"

"Defuse a hammer!" Lan Bingbing was serious for a moment, and then giggled happily: "I tell you, this guy is dead. Dead... Hahahaha, don't you think it's fun?"

Mahjong was taken aback suddenly: "What? Dead?"

"Bah! One shot to the head!" Lan Bingbing demonstrated it to her temple, and she was even more happy from ear to ear: "Haha, and there is not even a whole body, so pitiful."

how come?
How could it be?

Mahjong raised doubts in his heart again and again.

I have witnessed that person's strength with my own eyes, a superb skill.

well!It's a pity that no matter how powerful a person is, with a body of flesh and blood, it is difficult to resist the destruction of modern hot weapons.

In front of the bullet.

What's the use even if you are trained to become a brass head and an iron wall?
After hearing the news of Lu Ping's death, Mahjong was [-]% skeptical, [-]% regretful, and [-]% rejoicing.

The advantage is that once he dies, the affair between himself and Lan Bingbing will be buried in the coffin forever, and he will feel a little more secure with the third master.

But in fact, there is always a sense of loss in Mahjong's heart.

Maybe he was worried that maybe one day in the future, he would be sent away by a bullet.

Then there is the unrivaled power of God.

That's just a matter of a second.

Even, it didn't take a second at all, and the person was gone.

Villa No. 3.

"I'm back!" Lan Bingbing stuck her head out of the car window and shouted towards the gate.

After a few clicks, the door opened automatically.

The car drove into the yard.

Lan Bingbing yelled to the yard again: "Turn on the lights in the yard!"

As a result, several headlights with different shapes in the entire yard were lit at the same time like torches.

The car stopped in the parking space.

After getting off.

Mahjong couldn't help admiring: "It's too advanced, it's too advanced, fully automatic induction! Miss Lan, your villa is more advanced than Sanye's courtyard. There is no such thing in Sanye's place...it's called voice recognition. Bar?"

"Intelligent home, stupid!" Lan Bing snorted coldly, and said with a sense of superiority on his face: "Back then, this smart system cost several million, and it was easy to earn money back then. It's hundreds of millions. If you open a live broadcast on the Internet, there will be local tyrants throwing money at you. Money... money. It's a pity that I, Lan Bingbing, had such a high income back then, and only saved 8000 million...all of it was spent by me Empty."

Mahjong said: "8000 million, that's not a lot."

"Is it directly proportional to my social status? My wife is a first-line superstar. Superstar, understand?" Lan Bingbing said, sprained her foot accidentally, and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Mahjong quickly supported her.

"Huh? Why is there a cigarette butt on the ground?" Lan Bingbing lowered her head and murmured.

Mahjong glanced at the ground and said, "Has no one cleaned your place lately?"

"I'm still cleaning the fart, I haven't lived here." Lan Bingbing didn't think too much, and raised her head and yelled at the entrance door: "My mother is back, open the door!"

There was another click.

The entrance door opened automatically.

There was another shock on Mahjong's face... Isn't this too high-end?

After entering the door, Lan Bingbing was about to turn on the lights in the room with voice control, when she suddenly froze for a moment.

No, I haven't called to turn on the light yet, why is it already lit up inside?

At this moment.

A thick male voice came from inside:

"Miss Lan, come here and be safe!"