Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

So in the end, there was actually no discussion on how many times the 6000 million could come. But fortunately, Nan Qiao only talked and didn't do anything in the end, which made Tang Yisheng breath a sigh of relief.

The pressure on the lower back was removed, and the belt on the wrist was also untied. Tang Yisheng moved his numbed arms with a cold face, his expression gloomy.

He didn't say a word, turned around and was about to leave, but a long voice came from behind him: "Mr. Tang, don't even think about running away."

"Don't worry, you can't run away." A fake smile appeared on Tang Yisheng's lips.

I don’t even know if it’s true or not, so it’s not enough to run away just for this little thing.

"Catch your gun." A sharp wind came from behind, and Tang Yisheng turned around in an instant, holding the gun in his hand.

There was a slight touch on the palm of his hand. Tang Yisheng looked at the gun in his hand, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Aren't you afraid that I will actually shoot?"

"You have to think carefully. Mr. Tang doesn't even know it now." Nan Qiao blinked at him without any fear, "Didn't you just want to know who I am?"

"You can call me Nan Qiao, or you can call me Quinn. I think you should have heard of at least one of these two names."

Once something happens to her, he will face an endless pursuit throughout the year. Although, he didn't have the ability to do anything to her.

Tang Yisheng tightened his grip on the gun, his pupils shrank, and his facial expression became tense, not because he was surprised or afraid of Nan Qiao's identity, but because he said: "The person who dumps arms doesn't know how to play with guns?"

In total, you've been playing with him from the beginning?

"I'm just not very skilled." After the lie was exposed, Nan Qiao didn't feel guilty at all, his eyes curled up, "That's what I call modesty."

Tang Yisheng did not comment on this. They don't call thick-skinned liars modest people.

"Nan Qiao, Quinn, huh, you are really brave." Tang Yisheng didn't want to get too entangled in this topic. He raised his thick eyebrows and retorted sarcastically, "Who are you planning to give money to?"

The people at the top of the bounty list actually dare to run around alone.

"So it depends on whether Mr. Tang wants to be a bold person." Nan Qiao's eyes glanced down and fell on his hand holding the gun.

"Would you like to try which way you can get more money?"

Tang Yisheng said nothing, his eyes lingered on Nan Qiao's face for a few times, then turned and left.

The door was slammed shut, as if venting someone's inner anger.

He wanted to, but he couldn't afford it.

*

A few days flew by.

In fact, Tang Yisheng has a team, and the mission Nan Qiao issued was not originally targeted at that person, but Nan Qiao just kept an eye on him and refused to let him leave, so no one has come to change the team so far.

Of course, he also made a lot of extra money, which totaled nearly 2000 million.

So although Nan Qiao was furious almost every day, money could smooth everything, and Tang Yisheng actually didn't have much grievance.

"Mr. Tang." Nan Qiao suddenly appeared at the door of the room, "Do you have a suit?"

Tang Yisheng raised his eyes: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Tang, haven't you always felt aggrieved by serving tea and water here every day? Let's have something exciting tonight." Nan Qiao trailed off and said slowly.

"What are you going to do again?" This woman just likes to mess around. Tang Yisheng has been a little ptsd from being fucked by her in the past few days. When Nan Qiao said this, his expression immediately became wary.

"We'll find out in the evening." Of course Nan Qiao would not tell him directly, "Now, go and find your suit first."

Tang Yisheng was speechless, but it was true that he had a suit. But: "This is a hotel." Where did he get the suit?

"Why, are you allowing me to leave your sight now?" Day by day, I was almost hanging on to him.

"That's it..." Nan Qiao was embarrassed.

Just when Tang Yisheng thought Nan Qiao was about to give up, Nan Qiao tilted his head: "Then let's buy new ones."

"... "

the mall.

Men's area.

Nan Qiao glanced around and quickly selected a black suit.

"Take it." Nan Qiao pushed the clothes to Tang Yisheng.

Tang Yisheng could only accept it.

White shirt, suit jacket, dark red tie, and...

Looking at the thing handed over in his hand, Tang Yisheng's face suddenly darkened. He felt that his back molars were a little itchy again: "What is this?"

"Socks." Nan Qiao's face was calm and natural.

Tang Yisheng looked at the words on the packaging bag, gritted his teeth and read out, speaking clearly and clearly: "Ultra-thin black men's knee-high socks?"