Female President's Almighty King

"What are you doing, tell me clearly!"

The man at the head of the plane was stunned, and quickly said: "Master, sir, this one gives us money, please, please, when we see you, come up and hold her so that you can save her, let you save the beauty, we are just actors, You don't have to treat the uncle..."

"Yes, yes, sir, that's it!"

The rest of the people also nodded like they were pounding garlic.

"I..." Ye Shuang has seen thousands of big scenes, and he can't help but have a headache. He can understand that all of these are directed by Tong Anqi.

What, what are you doing, let him save the beauty, but isn't this routine a bit awkward?

Tong Anqi's complexion, it's agreed, everyone pretends not to know each other, and after giving the money, no one will know each other. However, the man at the head of the plane betrayed her.

"You, you..." Tong Anqi stomped her feet, extremely shy.

"Go away!" Ye Shuang waved his hand, if someone saw him, a group of people on the street would kneel at his feet, and they would think it was some kind of feudalism.

The first-class people on the plane didn't care about asking Tong Anqi for money as if they were being pardoned, and ran away in a hurry.

"You, and that person..." Tong Anqi pointed to the western man hanging on the branch in fear, thinking that this man was an actor like a man with an airplane head.

If it's really an actor, this actor is too dedicated, he really played himself to death.

"Hey!" Ye Shuang let out a strange laugh, which made Tong Anqi's hair stand on end, "Tong Anqi, I didn't expect you to miss me so much and find someone to come. Hey, if you are really me, just say it, I am This person is not casual, but if he is really casual, hehe!"

Tong Anqi was so frightened that she couldn't help taking a step back, looking at Ye Shuang like a child, a little scared.

"Ye Shuang, what are you doing, I'm telling you, I haven't held hands with a boy yet, you dare to mess around, I, I..." Tong Anqi suddenly remembered what Mr. Tong meant, and couldn't continue with the cruel words.

"Stop pretending, Tong Anqi, I can see through your little tricks at a glance. Tell me, if you have anything to do, just tell me and see if I can help you?" Ye Shuang laughed.

"You, just say it, who is afraid of whom?" Tong Anqi went all out, anyway, everything deviated from the plan.Originally, it was just a performance, and Ye Shuang was tricked by her without anyone noticing, who knows, Ye Shuang already knows, so there is no need to fall into the trap.

"Simple, it's just that my grandpa wants me to be like this. He wants me to be good with you. Let me take you to see him. You can decide whether to see my grandpa. If you don't go, you will be reprimanded by grandpa when you go home!" Tong Anqi said so that the circles of her eyes turned red.

"You!" Ye Shuang shook his head. Ye Shuang also became a little interested in this old Mr. Tong. How could Ye Shuang not have any intention of seeing the old monster who was willing to let his granddaughter come to trap him? Besides, it was still Tong Anqi. The granddaughter who is as beautiful as a flower is willing to part with it, and Ye Shuang can't miss it, "It's okay to meet!"

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Tong Anqi immediately hugged Ye Shuang's arm, dragged Ye Shuang's arm, and said, "Let's go, let's go now!"

Ye Shuang grinned, this Tong Anqi must be too impatient.

"Cough, cough, Tong Anqi, don't worry, take this matter for a while, or I will come with you to see your grandfather tomorrow, and I want to see where these people come from!"

Ye Shuang said.

"who?"

When Tong Anqi followed Ye Shuang and saw the dead Westerners, she realized that these people were really not actors.

"Hey, it's really a group of people who are not afraid of death. I obviously didn't do anything serious about two of them. They were poisoned. It seems that this is up to the bumblebee to investigate again!" Ye Shuang looked at the ground and fell to the ground. A western man with black blood shook his head and said.

……

The suburbs of the Eastern city.

A semi-abandoned factory.

There are faint lights in the factory, and there are faint sounds coming out, and there are some strange sounds in this sound.

At the gate of the factory, there were two western men standing. One of them was tall and tall, with wavy curly hair, which gave him a bit of an artistic temperament. If he dressed up properly, he would definitely look like an artist. A pair of eyeballs are lost, like a big mouse.

"Kuaite, you said that the young master is playing really well, it makes my heart itch!" The short man said.

"Dong Luante, don't meddle in your son's affairs, and be careful not to kill you with his head!" the burly man Kuaite said with a smile.

"Hey, you said that the young master really has a peculiar interest and is strong. When he came to Dongdu City, he would beat up two or three times a day, and he would be killed immediately after playing here. Those are so wonderful, and he died like this. Can't you give it to us?" Dong Luante pouted and said.

"it is good……"

Kuaite was about to speak when he heard the phone ring.Quickly took it out and took a look, it didn't take long, his face was ugly.

"Fake, the team we sent out to attack and kill that man was wiped out, so I'll report it to you immediately!"

The abandoned factory building has been carefully arranged. There are crystal chandeliers hanging down, and there are many green plants around. There is a big bed in the middle of the room, and a set of high-end European-style sofas in front of the big bed.

"Son!"

This bull-like Western man is Mike from the Thomson family. "What's the matter?"

"Young Master, the team we sent to assassinate that person has been wiped out, please show me, Young Master!"

"Oh, it's just a bunch of waste. If you die, you will die. Don't worry about it. Just destroy all the evidence of existence!" Mike said indifferently.

"Yes, my lord!" Kua'ite and Dongluante walked out of the room, feeling cold sweat dripping from their backs, as if walking through hell.

"Ye Shuang, I just want to have fun with you, oh, I don't want to be an old gun, but I don't want to watch you jump around, it's really troublesome, but the Oriental one is good, it's easy to use, and The taste is good, since this is the case, we might as well play slowly!"

Mike poured a cup from a container that was still steaming, and drank it in one gulp. There were bursts of fierce light in his eyes, not like human eyes.