I! Black Organization Boss

Just now, in the fierce battle, it was torn off by Ryazan with his teeth.

After ten minutes, she finally regained some strength.manage

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Looking at Liang Zan lying beside her, she sneered.

"Mescal, you seem to be working harder today than usual..."

Hearing this, Ryazan, who was pretending to be asleep, tensed subconsciously.

Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be asleep, he turned his face and smiled: "Sister Bei, are you tired, why don't I give you a massage?"

Seeing Ryazan's lame change of the subject, Belmod hummed with amusement.

"Help me to take a bath first, my body is sticky and uncomfortable."

"Order!" Ryazan hurriedly got up, and respectfully helped Belmod to go to the bathroom, like a servant.

The two of them were exhausted. It was rare that they didn't start a second round of war in the bathroom this time. They gently cleaned each other and returned to the bedroom.

Belmod was wrapped in a bath towel, lying comfortably on the big bed, while Liang Zanxu sat on her and gave her a full body massage.

Enjoying Ryazan's massage, Belmode squinted his eyes comfortably

While Ryazan massaged, he picked out a few of the recent events and told Belmod.

Hearing that Ryazan had accepted a very powerful hacker into the organization, Belmod raised his eyebrows.

She turned her head and looked at Ryazan, who was sitting on her lower back, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Stinky boy, do you know what you shouldn't know?" she asked, squinting.

Ryazan tilted his head, looking confused.

"What do you know...? I don't know anything. I just saw that you are very concerned about software programmers, Sister Bei, and you happened to meet a good hacker, so you took him into the organization."

Belmod snorted, turned back, and lay down on the pillow again.

Whether Ryazan really knew something or just happened to be, it didn't really matter to her.

For her, there was no secret that Ryazan couldn't really know, and if there were, it was just unnecessary to tell him.

Ryazan went on to briefly talk about Pisk again.

After listening to his remarks, Belmod rarely showed a serious expression.

After thinking for a while, she turned over and faced Ryazan.

Because Ryazan had been sitting on her lower back before, when Belmod turned around, the positions of the two were a bit subtle.

Belmod looked at Ryazan quietly: "Mescal, who knows about your rescue of Pisk?"

"Gin, and vodka^"

Belmod thought for a while, nodded and said: "Fortunately, although gin is cold like an inorganic substance, he is on your side."

"As for vodka, there is no order for gin. Even that adult can't know anything from his mouth, and he is not too worried."

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this in the future."

"That old fellow Pisk, although it's just a dead camel, but one day you'll find out that if you save him, there will be unimaginable rewards."

Seeing Belmode's seriousness, Ryazan was a little surprised

He saved Pisk, half because of Ireland's request, and half because of Pisk

Ske is really good at it.

Unexpectedly, there seems to be other meanings?

Under Belmod's gaze, he nodded:'

"Okay, I understand.

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Belmod smiled contentedly.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at a certain position. "Looks like it's

Have the spirit. "

Ryazan:

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As night fell, Ryazan put on a black trench coat, drove a red Ferrari from Belmode, and left the villa area.

He was holding the steering wheel in one hand and his phone in the other.

On the screen is a photo.

The photo shows a white man named Andrew Joyce, a freelance photographer who now lives in an apartment in Brooklyn.

This person is the friend mentioned by the dead photographer Anxi in the previous "TV Murder Case".