Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Wolf Boss

In the empty parking lot, a few dim lights fell from the ceiling.

This parking lot is huge. When Xia Yichu was pushed to the spot, he seemed to be huddled together in fear on the surface, but in fact he was squinting secretly, looking at the parking lot calmly.

The dimly lit area around is dark, and everything is covered in night.

Xia Yichu knew in her heart that maybe the people brought by the drow tycoon were not just the dozens of people she saw, there must be another group of people in the dark, like cheetahs lurking in the shadows, waiting patiently The prey actively fell into the glove.

The sea wind outside was howling, and in the silent night, there was a sudden sound of brakes, and footsteps came in from outside. Xia Yichu raised his head slightly and saw Murphys coming in from outside.

Unlike the previous casual clothes, Murphys is wearing leather boots, black trousers, and a black trench coat today.

The figure is tall and straight, as long as jade.

He walked in from the outside step by step, holding a black leather bag in his hand, the expression on his face was icy cold that Xia Yichu had never seen before, and his body exuded a chill and killing intent.

When Xia Yichu felt the aura of Murphys, he couldn't help being surprised.

This is indeed an aura that makes people dread or even fear. If he was a drow tycoon before, he would also be afraid of Murphys, the number one killer, and would not dare to confront Murphys head-on.

But now, with Xia Yichu in his hands, it felt like he was holding Qicun in his hands, and he was not afraid of how poisonous and ferocious the snake was.

Therefore, after Murphys appeared, the drow tycoon only had a moment of fear in his heart, and then a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, Murphys, I didn't expect you to come.

I'm coming, don't you think? Murphys stood still not far from the drow tycoon, glanced at Xia Yichu, and then looked away.

What? Did you really kidnap this woman? His expression was disdainful, even with slight mockery and sarcasm, as if Xia Yichu was really not worth mentioning to him.

Suspicion flashed across the drow tycoon's eyes, but he dispelled the doubt quickly.

The drow tycoon touched his hand with a leather glove, leaned on a cane and looked up from the seat, it seemed muddy, but from time to time, he looked straight at Murphys with his naked eyes: You don't have to Pretending to be uninterested in her, after all, if she wasn't in our hands, it would be difficult to invite you out. Your coming here is already the best proof.

How come? Murphys laughed dumbly, some did not understand what the drow tycoon said, he looked up at the drow tycoon, with a trace of teasing and provocation in his eyes: I care more about a woman, but your head.

The drow tycoon twitched his face when he heard what Murphys said, and then sneered: Since your goal is so ambitious, it seems that there is no need for this woman to stay in this world.

After the drow tycoon finished saying this, the men who were standing beside Xia Yichu all aimed their guns at Xia Yichu.

And Xia Yichu, the moment Murphys came in, his gaze had been on Murphys.

As for Murphys, the moment those people aimed their guns at Xia Yichu, Murphys also quickly pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at the drow tycoon.

Then those other people who didn't point their guns at Xia Yichu raised their guns in an instant and pointed them at Murphys.

The atmosphere was stiff, and finally Murphys' laughter broke up the stiff atmosphere: The matter between us insists on involving a woman, what's the matter?

When the drow tycoon heard his words, he looked as happy as if he had won a battle.

Even though he is still being pointed at by Murphys with a gun, the drow tycoon has no fear at all: Murpheus, I didn't expect you to have today. You still care about this woman, right? You should thank me for catching her today. Then she called you out, and gave you two a chance to die on the same day instead of being born on the same day.

You can still try. Murphys hooked his lips, and raised the thing in his other hand to him: I'm going to die anyway, so it seems that this thing is useless.

Murphys spoke so firmly, the drow tycoon couldn't help but fall on that thing.

At the beginning, the drow tycoon didn't feel what it was, but after watching it for a minute, the drow tycoon changed his expression rarely, and pointed at the thing that Murphys was holding in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly: That , that thing...

Yeah, that's what you think. Murphys smiled, and lifted the hand holding the thing up, and the drow tycoon's heart also hung in the air, just like Murphys was holding it in his hand. It's like his heart.

I'll exchange this person with you. After taking a look at Xia Yichu, the drow tycoon gritted his teeth, and his eyes fell on Murphy's hand again: But I want to make sure whether that thing is real or fake. .”

A coquettish smile appeared on Murphy's face, he did not speak, his eyes fell on the drow tycoon, and the gun in his hand was aimed at the drow tycoon as well.

However, after hearing the drow tycoon's words, his hand holding the black leather bag moved slightly, and the black leather bag was thrown into the air by him, and then he stretched out his hand, and it went in very naturally and smoothly. The falling leather bag was inside, and then something was taken out from it, and the black leather bag fell to the ground.

What appeared in Murphys' hands was not something precious, nor was it a rare treasure, but a transparent bag containing a few pieces of iron that looked very ordinary to ordinary people. Also, the patches still look rusty.

Very cheap things, but after the drow tycoon saw those things, his eyes widened and even his hands trembled a little.

The breathing of the drow tycoon became a little rough, and then he quickly realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly suppressed his gaffe.

Morpheus, what are you doing, do you want to come to me to exchange your two lives with a few pieces of iron? Fith looked in the direction of the thing he was carrying.