Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The sun was shining in the yard, and the fragrance of artificially planted flowers in the distance came to their faces. The two of them were in the corridor not far away, and they could smell the fragrance of the flowers as the breeze blew.

The cold wind blows, and the charming flowers sway in the wind, which is eye-catching.

Li Jinluan never minced words, and he was straightforward when he spoke, let alone flattery.

He crossed his arms, stared at the sloppy woman in front of him, and asked very rudely: "You arranged those two people in the stone gambling den, right? I have already paid for the treatment, what do you want?" He did not think of Long. Qingcheng has such a good person who can identify rough stones.

"A slap in the face, a sweet date, how can there be such a good thing in the world." Long Qingcheng put his hands in his pockets and replied disdainfully.

She defends her shortcomings. Even if she is wrong, she can only educate her. Anything others do is a disguised slap in her face.

Li Jinluan's eyes were cold and stern. The woman in front of him was so arrogant that he wanted to fight, but he knew that with Di Yuan Jue's back, if he tortured her to death, then Di Yuan Jue could torture him to death.

The gain outweighs the loss, otherwise he wouldn't have approached Di Yuan Jue.

He was so angry that his teeth were tickling, his fingers were stroking his clothes, his eyes were deep, "So?"

Long Qingcheng raised his head, his eyes sparkling under the sunlight. He subconsciously took a step forward, and the movement of his lips made it difficult for him to hear the words of the woman in front of him.

"What?" He leaned over and lowered his head.

The moment she raised her head, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Give us part of your rough stone so that I can explain it to Zhou Yan's eldest brother. After all, you don't want to be raped over and over again because of this matter. Find trouble."

Li Jinluan sneered, he would be afraid of others finding trouble, and then he coldly took out the cigarette from his pocket, put it to his mouth and took a vicious bite.

"There is no problem in providing raw stones. But I, Li Jinluan, am not afraid of anyone looking for trouble. I am engaged in borderline business. Who do you think I would be afraid of?" His voice contained a faint warning, "If it weren't for your man being the emperor, Yuan Jue, what do you think..."

He stopped mid-sentence. Due to the angle of view, the people inside did not see what Long Qingcheng was holding, but Li Jinluan did.

He was almost in disbelief, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief, "How do you have this thing?"

Long Qingcheng smiled, with deep eyes and a very casual voice. She did not answer Li Jinluan's question. Instead, she turned around and looked at the garden not far away, "I am me, he is him, even if I don't rely on him Anyone, I can still make you agree to my request, Li Hyuk."

Li He, a man on international red notice. There is a reward of 80 million.

Li Jinluan has never been called by this name since Jinpen washed his hands.

Only then did he realize that he had made a mistake. The woman in front of him was not simple at all, no, she was very powerful.

The aura around him suddenly changed, as if it had turned into a sharp sword, which only penetrated into the heart of the woman in front of him. He held the cigarette, his eyes were cold, and his voice was bloodthirsty, "Why is Bianhua short of these 80 million?"

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In the room, the four people who had finished talking about the group's affairs began to chat.

Di Yuanjue, on the other hand, had been leaning on the sofa, tilting his head, holding a cigarette in his mouth, but not smoking. Under the sunlight, half of his handsome face was astonishingly beautiful, and his sharp features gave people a cold and noble temperament.

The strong legs were wrapped under the black suit pants. The legs were crossed, and a hand was gently placed on the legs, tapping them from time to time.

He is like a high king, overlooking everything, mysterious and dignified, making people surrender to him unconsciously. It only takes one person to sink someone. As he sat there, he had the domineering and oppressive feeling of a superior person all over his body, just like a tyrant in ancient times, which made people extremely frightened.

Jia Beibei was stunned.

It seems that I haven’t seen him for so long. Brother Ninth looks good-looking again, and he is much more handsome.

"Brother Ninth, what are they talking about, taking so long?" They have finished speaking, but the two of them haven't stopped talking. Isn't this a roundabout way of saying that there is a problem between the two of them?

Di Yuanjue threw the cigarette in his hand on the coffee table, glanced coldly, and locked his sharp eyes directly on Jia Beibei, as if he could see through her thoughts.

His eyes were sharp and his voice was cold, "I'm sitting here like you, how much do you think I know."

Jia Beibei: "..."

"I'm sorry, Ninth Brother, I just... I think I've heard of Li Jinluan." She hesitated in speaking, not at all fierce and popular outside, but a bit like a younger sister who is afraid of her older brother.

Oh?

Under the warm sunshine, there was a hint of coldness. Di Yuanjue glowed with a cold light, and he narrowed his deep black pupils and said casually:

"How do you know him?"

Li Jinluan and the Jia family are not on the same level at all. He is black and he is white. They have never had any communication. Even Li Jinluan has hated this kind of capitalist since he was a child. It is absolutely impossible for him to take the initiative to get to know the Jia family. of.

But it is possible for the Jia family to get to know Li Jinluan. That is, the Jia family wants to get to know Li Jinluan. The purpose may be self-evident.

Jia Beibei's gentle voice was like a sweet clear spring, slow and unhurried, "The elders in the family once wanted to get to know Li Jinluan, but there was no way to get acquainted with him.

My father said that he came from a humble background and looked down on capitalists like them. My father originally wanted to get some rough stones from his hands, mine out some jadeite at home, and sell it to add a road to the family, but it's a pity..."

"I heard that he smokes, drinks, and even gambles a lot, so I should stay away..." She was silent for a few minutes, and then slowly continued, "He is not a good person. It's not that Qingcheng is very close to him, Ninth Brother still needs a lot more Be careful."

"What kind of good person are you?"

I don't know when Li Jinluan was already standing at the side door, with a deep gaze like a bloodthirsty wolf with its mouth wide open and ready to bite off a piece of meat from Jia Beibei at any time.

The ruthless look made Jia Beibei turn pale instantly, and he even didn't know what to say.

She couldn't even find her own voice. She watched Li Jinluan walking forward with sharp steps. The next second he slapped the pistol on his waist on the table.

He looked at the woman in front of him coldly. Even this loser deserved a warning from him.

He glanced at Long Qingcheng calmly, and blurted out a warning voice, "I don't like hearing someone say bad things about me behind my back. Next time, if you let me find out, I will kill you with one shot."

Jia Beibei's face was pale, but she suppressed her fear, as if she was trying to regain her place, "I am Ninth Brother's partner, you dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that Ninth Brother will destroy you?"

Ninth Brother is the king here, who dares to call himself emperor?

Li Jinluan scoffed, looked at Di Yuan Jue, and spoke as if it was a joke, "Di Yuan Jue, can anyone borrow your name now? Why don't you say something like this if something happens to me in the future, I am Di Yuan Jue's Do you think you dare to touch me?"