Chapter 925 The national male god is a girl (55)
Can.
Very strong and arrogant.
Six six.
——Can you do it?
This is as infuriating as a woman questioning a certain ability of a man!
How can a man say no?!
Bai Mo laughed in a bad mood and raised his chin at Junxian: "Try it?"
Jun Xian smiled: "There are law enforcement officers in the black forbidden area here, it is inconvenient here."
Bai Mo nodded: "That's right. So?"
Jun Xian: "It's better to wait until you leave here."
Bai Mo agreed: "Okay."
The two of them made an appointment with each other so calmly.
Bai Mo turned around and left.
When I walked to the door, Jun Xian's voice came from behind me: "Wait."
"Hmm?" Bai Mo paused, but did not turn around.
Jun Xian raised his hand—
Beside him, a dagger with gems inlaid into the door.
Bai Mo: "..."
He just called her and wanted to take the opportunity to murder, but he didn't look right. Did he miss it?
Bai Mo was maliciously scheming when he heard a clear and smiling voice: "The thing returns to the original owner."
Bai Mo finally turned around and looked at Junxian vigilantly.
There is a conspiracy.
There is definitely a conspiracy.
But even if there is a conspiracy, her dagger will have to be brought back.
Bai Mo pulled out the dagger that was so thrust from the door, put it away and walked straight away.
Behind.
Jun Xian smiled softly: "It seems difficult to please me so vigilant."
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The next day, the cruise ship sailed out of the high seas and arrived on the shore of an island on the edge of the European sea. Several helicopters were prepared on the island, and these helicopters sent these valuable bosses to their respective countries.
After leaving the black forbidden area, Bai Mo and Jun Xian made a solo agreement, but the result was that the winner was not decided and the draw was tied.
But Bai Mo still got the bronze statue.
Under the escort of six of the seven-colored angels, Bai Mo took two bronze statues of the Chinese Kingdom and the gold-inlaid jade Buddha and embroidered with them on the journey to return to the fallen angel organization.
The two things that promised to Ying were brought back, but the head of the black widow An Yurou was looking forward to was not brought back.
An Yurou's spirit is getting more and more to the verge of collapse and can no longer be described as moody. Any stimulation of any small thing can make her hysterical.
Knowing that Bai Mo had not killed the Dark Emperor of Longmen, An Yurou's voice suddenly became sharp and she asked sharply: "Why didn't you kill him, why didn't you kill him?!"
Bai Mo stretched out two fingers and stuffed his ears. After An Yurou finished her bbw, she calmly spoke: "I don't want to kill."
If you say you can't kill it, doesn't it seem like she is very loathing?
Anyway, Bai Mo will never admit it.
The shadow beside him: "..." What a simple and unpretentious answer, but Miss, is it really good to say that?
An Yurou really had a vague tendency to turn crazy, but the next sentence Bai Mo said made her miraculously calm down.
"The Emperor of Longmen asked me to give the Black Widow a word, by the way, it was the words of the dead Dragonmen master."
An Yuro's voice trembled, gritting her teeth in hatred, and trembling in disbelief: "...what?"
"The man who was with you back then was not him."
"Impossible!!" An Yurou said with a hysterical sharp hatred: "He can't deny it! He can't deny it if he can't imagine this sentence..."
Bai Mo interrupted her word by word and said, "That's his brother."
An Yurou was stunned for a moment, and then Bai Mo continued to say, as if a sharp and hot needle was pierced into the cold ice sealed in her heart with a "shell".
Chapter completed!