The master goes down the mountain: the beautiful president falls in love with me

"Father, will Miao Miao really die?"

Miao Miao hugged Hong Tao and cried until she was in tears.

"Miao Miao don't die!"

"Miao Miao doesn't want to leave Dad!"

Due to the child's weakness, the cry was very small, but none of them fell into Hong Tao's ears, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Hong Tao hugged Miao Miao and comforted him: "Miao Miao, don't worry, Dad won't let Miao Miao leave Dad. Dad earns a lot of money, and Miao Miao's illness can be cured!"

"Ok!"

"Miao Miao believes in Dad!"

"Father, Miao Miao is tired and wants to sleep!"

After getting lymphoma, Miao Miao's health was very poor, and she had just finished the first round of chemotherapy, and her body was still recovering.

In addition to being frightened last night, and now being exposed by her biological mother again, Miao Miao was tired.

mother!

It doesn't seem to be as good as expected!

"it is good!"

"Miaomiao!"

"Dad put you to sleep!"

Hong Tao carried Miao Miao up to the second floor.

The second floor of the noodle shop is where they live. The room where Miao Miao lives is soundproofed. The noodle shop below has been in operation for a long time, and they are afraid that it will affect Miao Miao's rest.

So as soon as he moved in, Hong Tao remodeled Miao Miao's room.

Miao Miao soon fell asleep.

Hong Tao gently closed the door.

Then tiptoe downstairs.

at the same time.

The evil spirits on his body kept pouring out.

"Boy, who is your name?"

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"Can't come?"

"However, it's normal. You are a waste of courier, what kind of friends can you have? The only ones you call are cats and dogs."

"Those trash like Hong Tao, what can they do? They don't even deserve to lick my husband's shoes!"

Ma Rongrong sneered.

thump—

Hong Tao came down from the stairs and stepped on the ground.

The tile floor suddenly cracked.

Ma Rongrong heard the sound and glanced over, and was immediately taken aback by Hong Tao's eyes.

"Hong Tao!"

"You bastard!"

"What do you want to do?"

Ma Rongrong hid behind the old Mediterranean man.

"Honey, this trash Hong Tao may be crazy!"

"Is the person you called here?"

The old Mediterranean man was also frightened by Hong Tao's eyes, and said sternly, "Trash, stop!"

"Otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

No matter how threatened Ma Rongrong and the old Mediterranean man were, Hong Tao walked towards this side step by step as if he had never heard of it.

every step.

The floor tiles were broken in a large piece.

Gao Yuan was pleased with what he saw, and immediately sat on the chair, crossing his legs.

Brother Hong Tao has been aggrieved for too long.

It's time to vent the anger in my heart.

As for other worries?

Gao Yuan will take care of it for him.

"Brother Hong Tao!"

"Just do it!"

"I am here!"

"No one dares to intervene!"

Hong Tao was getting closer and closer, Ma Rongrong completely panicked.

"Honey, this trash has been on the battlefield and killed many people!"

The Mediterranean man became even more frightened when he heard the words, and frantically dialed the phone, but the more anxious he was, the more his hands shook, the number was not broadcast, and the phone fell to the ground.

"stop fighting!"

"I am coming!"

Zui Mengdie took San Shun and his eighteen strong men into the noodle restaurant.

The Mediterranean man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Boss Jiuxian, you've come, if you're half a step late, you might have to collect my corpse for me!"

Ma Rongrong fluttered her big black eyes, and asked, "Honey, this is the Jiuxian of your Zhuo Group?"

The Mediterranean man nodded.

"great!"

Ma Rongrong also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ran to Zui Mengdie, bossing her around: "You, I order you now, and you, to kill that trash immediately!"

The old Mediterranean man was startled when he saw this, and hurried over to stop him.

What he said just now was just pretending, Drunken Dream Butterfly was not his subordinate, or in other words, they originally belonged to two systems, and there was no connection between them.

He called Zui Mengdie for help, but he was also very worried, wondering if he would save face.

What she didn't expect was that Drunken Dream Butterfly actually came.

It seems that he made the right bet. After all, they are all members of the Zhuo Group. How can they not help when they are in trouble?

"Baby, baby, my little ancestor, shh, keep your voice down! Stop talking!"

The Mediterranean man begged.

"What's the matter? My dear? Aren't they all your subordinates? I ordered them to save face, so why do they still dare to resist?"

Ma Rongrong said coldly.

Mediterranean man with black hair.

Drunk Mengdie sneered and said, "Oh? Really? Tell this bastard that I'm your subordinate?"

The Mediterranean man quickly explained: "Misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding."

Drunk Dream Butterfly has a strange air of yin and yang.

"Yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding." The Mediterranean man wiped his cold sweat.

Ma Rongrong was speechless: "Honey, what are you talking about? What kind of misunderstanding? Why don't you tell them to do it quickly, get rid of that trash Hong Tao, and then kill that damn girl upstairs!"

"In this way, the two of us can live together!"

boom!

Hong Tao exploded completely, pulled Ma Rongrong over, and punched Ma Rongrong in the face...