My Guardian Mr Bo

At this time, there was an alarm in Albert's room in that villa. In a short time, not only those arms dealers were controlled, but also Leng Jue, not just against him.

Albert immediately went to check what was going on, and everyone present looked at each other and looked defensive.

Albert went to see it in person, because the problem came from his bedroom. Others didn't know what was in his bedroom, but he did!

Of course, when he hurried over to check, he saw the moving oil painting in his bedroom and the empty safe box. He suddenly held his head and widened his eyes, with an urge to roar.

Who stole his life!

"Boss, Miss Lulu is gone!"

A subordinate rushed over to say that with a little breath, and Miss Lulu in his mouth was not Gu Liang in disguise, who else could it be! ?

As soon as Albert heard this, his chest undulated violently, and his eyes flashed fiercely, "Look! She can't run very far! I will dig her out by digging three feet! Go--!"

In this bedroom, except that he brought her in once, she wanted something to happen but she drew it off. It was the second time to push her tonight, but he was supposed to be in the bedroom at this time, but because it was here. Asian tycoon...

and many more!

Bert always felt something was wrong. Not long after the woman appeared, the young Asian Leng came here, especially these two people who seemed to be out of touch with each other. According to their subordinates, the two of them even drove out together for a stroll. ! ?

Is it true that I am really interested in my own woman, or is there a certain relationship between the two of them, and there is a certain hidden secret——! ?

Albert thought about it this way, and immediately no matter what the three-seven-ones were, he took people to surround Leng Jue first.

And Leng Jue is also vigilant and staring at her eyebrows. What is her real purpose? Isn’t she going to kill Albert? If she kills as soon as possible, if she doesn’t, then he wants to leave as soon as possible. This is a place of right and wrong.

So as not to involve yourself to some extent.

It's just that when he just thought about it, Albert came out with a group of people, vast and mighty. He gave an order, and the bodyguards who had been guarding him immediately stepped forward, and the black muzzle pointed at him.

Leng Jue looked at the other arms dealers, surrounded by bodyguards, but did not really confront each other.

It seems like a kind of protection in disguise.

But to myself--

Right now, he can only continue to pretend and continue acting.

"What do you mean! Albert, don't you want the deal between us? Take a gun at me? This is how you entertain guests!?"

He looked calm and composed, and stood up slowly, showing his faint anger.

But Albert stared at him, took out a gun, walked forward, pressed him against his chest, and pushed him back on the chair vigorously, looking at him with a sharp falcon, "I ask you," Do you know that woman!?"

"What woman!?"

"What do you mean? You fell in love with my woman as soon as you came, so many beauties, but you just fell in love with her! But that woman today—" Albert thought of what she had stolen, and was furious.

But I just can't say it! After all, there are so many people here. If they are told that the confidential document that symbolizes status is lost, they will probably also expose their bad thoughts about their situation.