Boss, did you speak well today?

You are shameless!

There was a sound of chasing footsteps from the top floor.

Su Xici quickly ran downstairs, holding the handkerchief that he brought with him, carefully wiped his mouth and hands completely, and threw the handkerchief away in disgust.

Upstairs, a bald man turned over and jumped directly from the railing of the stairs on the upper floor, several times in succession, and soon caught up with him.

A gust of cool wind blew up behind Su Xici's head, he suddenly lowered his body and lowered his head, narrowly dodging Lorenz's fist, and quickly raised his leg to attack his back.

The strong leg strength only made the opponent's figure shake a bit, but gave him a chance to fight back. He turned around and punched Su Xici again, directly hitting Su Xici's stomach.

Su Xici hurriedly withdrew his hands to block back, but was forced back a few steps by the domineering force, and shook his numb hand, the fist wind that followed from his temples made the corners of his eyes hurt.

He raised his hand to block again, the pain in the bone of his left arm made him panic, his right hand wrapped around the opponent's arm strangely, and a dislocation took it off.

Pulling out the steel-making dagger from the opponent's waist, he habitually twirled a blade in his hand, and stabbed viciously at the palm of the opponent's right hand that had hit his left hand just now.

Lorenz's face was rarely flustered, and he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it in embarrassment.

At this time, the mercenaries behind also chased after them, and the first two or three rushed to Su Xici.

Su Xici had no choice but to give up his attack on Lorenz, blocked a few hands and feet casually, and shot one of them in the eye with a throwing knife.

"what--"

The whole building suddenly went dark.

Someone turned off the switch.

It suddenly became dark, and Lorenz and the others reacted quickly, subconsciously blocking in front of them with their hands, so that their eyes would not be attacked while adapting to the dim light.

In the dark night, someone's figure is more like a ghost.

The safe passage indicator light exuded a dim green light, and when they got used to the faint light, they saw Su Xici stepping on one of them's neck, holding a small dagger with two fingers.

A bloodshot eyeball was attached to the dagger, and the blood dripped on the face of the man on the ground.

And the facial features of the man were complete, but his limbs were twisted in a weird posture, his chest heaved violently, his throat was pressed, and he couldn't even make a sound.

"Do you want eyes?" Su Xici held up the dagger, and the silver-rimmed glasses flashed a green light in the darkness.

He smiled shyly, looked at the person not far away with gentleness and reservedness, and said in a flattering tone, "Can I return it to you? It's still fresh."

The man covered his bleeding eyes and took a step back.

With a rage, Lorenz flew towards him, kicking away with his long legs.

Su Xici dodged on his back, not wanting to fight, the dagger in his hand sank into the man's chest, turned over and jumped to the next floor.

The man stared at his chest, his eyeballs slipped off the dagger and fell to the ground because of the squeeze.

"Catch him!" I don't know if it was because of the blood of his companions, but Lorenz and the others were aroused and chased down even more frantically.

Su Xici ran leisurely, smelling the bloody smell on his hands greedily, excitement and disgust intertwined in his eyes, his body still couldn't restrain his excitement and trembled.

So dirty.

No, you have to exercise restraint.

He silently recited the housekeeping rules in his mind, went down one floor, opened the door at the top of the stairs, and turned directly into the office area.

The few people who were chasing down followed into the door, pointing silently with gestures, they dispersed, and went to different offices.

There was some movement downstairs, Lorenz looked outside, and there was a police car parked at the entrance of the building.

He immediately called Situ Se, but when the line was busy, he turned off the phone angrily.

"Let's go first!" He greeted the men who were searching nearby, and found that there were a few people missing.

Not far away, the toilet door opened slowly, casting a glimmer of light outside the window in the dark corridor.

Su Xici held a neatly folded tissue in his hand and wiped his hands leisurely.

Finally cleaned up.

The person by the door fell powerlessly on the ground, bleeding in a puddle, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The long straight legs wrapped in black suit pants stepped on the man like walking on flat ground.Su Xici threw the tissue on the man, raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned his cuffs.

Clothes can no longer be dirty.

Seeing this figure, Lorenz took a step back vigilantly.

This person is completely different from the description provided by Jian Yao.

Such people are considered weak, so what are they?

Su Xici felt that he was a little excited tonight, which was not a good sign, because sometimes he couldn't control himself.

Unbuttoning the black suit jacket, he lunged forward, punched with his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, he had already attacked the leader Lorenz.

Lorenz was really hit on the face, and he staggered two steps to the side, not wanting to fight, and hurriedly said: "Run!"

Su Xici's offensive followed closely behind. Lorenz landed first and received several punches from him. Fortunately, he has thick skin, thick flesh and good physique, otherwise he would have concussed and passed out.

Seeing that he couldn't get away, he had a flash of inspiration, took out a spray bottle from his jacket pocket, and sprayed it on his face.

Su Xici hastily raised his hand and backed away, and when he put his hand down, he was gone, he didn't know if he ran upstairs or downstairs, only the faint smell of mint remained in the air.

It's a breath freshener.

Turning on his toes, he followed them to the next floor.

Standing at the stairs on the 26th floor, he looked inside, and it was quiet.

Looking down from the stairs, the doors of the stairs on the lower floors were also opened. I don't know whether they scattered and ran away from floor to floor, or they just opened the doors without actually entering the office area by using a blindfold.

Su Xici rubbed the wrist of his left hand, stretched the joints of his hand, straightened the glasses with the help of the mirror legs, and walked into the office area on the 19th floor, which was the last door to open.

There may or may not be people on the upper floors, but at least someone ran to the 19th floor and opened the door of this floor. It is absolutely impossible to run upwards under unknown circumstances, and there is no second person's footsteps echoing in the stairwell. Then at least one person entered the 19th floor.

Although he really wanted to clean up these kidnappers at once tonight, but at present, it is a bit difficult.

Su Xici looked left and right at the rows of offices and cubicles. Most of them were extremely dark. The floors here were already high. The curtains and shutters beside the windows completely blocked the faint light outside the building. It makes the whole floor so dark that it is almost impossible to tell which room is which.

Only the safe passage at the foot of the corridor was still dimly lit, unable to illuminate the surrounding half a meter away.

It is very difficult to find a person in such a spacious and chaotic venue and a dim environment.

Su Xici glanced all the way, and finally, the leather shoes stopped in front of a half-closed door.

Tilting his head, he looked at the environment which was so dark that he couldn't see a complete object clearly, and walked in.

The door slammed shut, and the blinds near the hallway were pulled down mischievously along the way.

This time, not even a ray of light came in.

He heard a gentle breathing sound in the office, and it stopped suddenly because of his intrusion.

Su Xici laughed excitedly, like a child who got a toy.

Unfortunately, no one can see this expression.

The other party has one more advantage than himself, that is, come in first and understand the structure of this office better than him.

But it's okay.

He stepped forward, touched a chair, hooked his toes, kicked up, and smashed in the direction of breathing.

Sure enough, there was a rattling noise.

Su Xici walked and sabotaged all the way, the other party seemed to finally sense his malice, and rushed towards him.

He raised his hand to block, but the first kick was towards his knee. He turned slightly sideways and stood firm again, but he felt a strong wind in his ear.

While he was relaxing, the second kick really kicked him in the face!

He turned sideways to avoid it, judging the position based on the wind of his feet, accurately hugged the man's waist with his hands, swooped down, and smashed his tailbone to the ground.

Su Xici stood up sharply, followed by the one who stepped on his chest, but missed, there was a sound of something knocking in front of him, and the man had turned over and rolled to the side.

Predicting the figure and position of the man, he flew up like a black swallow, and kicked the man's chest fiercely.

"Ugh..."

The man's back seemed to hit the cabinet, and he let out a soft hum.

Su Xici's offensive slowed down.

Oh, why is this voice so familiar?

Sniffing, in the stuffy air, besides the smell of vetiver wafting from his body, there is also a trace of blood mixed with the smell of medicine.

That bastard Nangong Ran tried his best to get close to him every day, and the smell of medicine he brought was the same as this one.

"Uh..." In this situation, what should he say?

On the other side, Nangong Ran didn't give him so much time to think, the moment his back touched the cabinet, his movements were not slowed down by the pain, and he immediately jumped closer, bent his knees, and hit his chest.

He obviously also accurately captured the position of Su Xici.

Su Xici hurriedly fought back, and the opponent's attack intensified, hitting his knees in a row, and at the same time pinching both sides of his hands, hitting his temple.

There was no way to dodge it. While blocking the fist with both hands, he let the abdomen receive a heavy blow first, and while the opponent's moves were old, he immediately bent his knees and pushed towards his abdomen.

Both of them were hit, but this time they gritted their teeth and didn't make a sound. Su Xici succeeded in his attack and twisted his left hand, turning his body sideways to avoid the frontal blow, but was stepped on the knee by Nangong Ran , a short body.

The other party couldn't tolerate him panting, and grabbing his left hand was about to break his hand bones. It was the first time Su Xici saw this man so cruel and merciless, so he kicked him in the chest, took advantage of the situation, rolled over, and fell into the under the desk.

I felt sorry for his back injury, and didn't kill him, but this guy became more and more vigorous.

Su Xici rubbed his left wrist, a little aggrieved, and he felt a little emotional.

In front of the desk, Nangong Ran's eyes were full of sternness, and the violent aura in his body seemed to be real. The surrounding darkness seemed to be attracted by him, strangled, forming a vortex of rage.

Thick hands grabbed the desk and pushed it in violently.

Su Xici's eyes were fixed, and he committed himself under the desk, sweeping towards his legs.

The other party had expected it a long time ago, and at the same time raised his legs and kicked inward hard. The two legs met at the edge of the table, neither giving way to the other, and no one took advantage.

Taking advantage of his body shape at this moment, he hugged Nangong Ran's waist and hit the ground, hitting his face with an uppercut.

Let him die in pain. If he breaks it, he can rest in peace in the manor for a few months without running around.

In this way, he doesn't have to go to work during the day, and he will have a whole day to be with him!

Thinking of this, Su Xici's clear eyes showed a trace of crazy blood, and his men attacked harder and faster.

The person under him pushed his waist hard, knocked him to the ground, and hammered him mercilessly with his fists.

Su Xici stepped on his feet, turned over again, stood up, raised his foot to hit him between his legs, was blocked by his hand again, bullied him again, punched, but his left wrist was caught, he reacted quickly, and grabbed him with his backhand of a wrist.

For a while, the two fought inseparably, their strength was relatively small, and the scene was at a stalemate.

There was only the sound of the other party's heavy breathing in his ears, and Su Xici's heart moved when he heard it. His furious fart seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help scratching his palm.

Nangong Ran suffocated, his subordinates exerted more force, and Su Xici also increased his strength, pulling the two of them to change positions, and they were at loggerheads again.

Su Xici could already feel the anger in his whole body increased, and the heart of jokes became more intense. He raised his legs, and his knees gradually moved up along the inner thighs.

In the darkness, the sound of breathing became heavier, and he hastily closed his legs and squeezed his knees away.

"You are shameless!" The tyrant boss was furious, and he was about to beat someone up as soon as he let go.

"Boom-thump-"

The distant and heavy bell of the temple rang, which was a blessing ringing during the festival, praying for the prosperity of the country and the people, and the happiness of the family.

Su Xici suddenly recovered from his own thoughts, and suddenly remembered one thing.

Today, there was a grand fireworks display by the riverside in City B.

The building of Situ Group is not far from the river.

A moment of panic flashed across his face.

In Nangong Ran's eyes, Su Xici is a gentle, respectable, weak and easy-to-frighten baby who is even afraid of being approached even a little bit, even if he can't hide his paws occasionally and scratches people, he is a good baby who doesn't hurt or itch.

Not a bloodthirsty lunatic who enjoys the horror of others.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, he buried a trace of desolate despair in his heart.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bunches of fireworks bombs streaked across the night sky and exploded into tens of millions of photons.

The office window dimly lit up.

Then, more fireworks rose, tearing the entire night into fragments of day.

Nangong Ran stood in the office, looking around through the faint light of fireworks, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Here, he was left alone.

The index finger is slightly curved and placed under the nose.

There was a vague smell of vetiver on his hand, which was the smell of that person.

The author says:

霸总：明明上一秒还在好端端地打架，自己怎么被调戏了？感谢在2022-06-1323:51:10-2022-06-1420:26:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!