Chapter 691

Leaning on his back, he was attached to the warmth and peace, and whispered, "Yan, give me some time, and I will find a balance between my career and my family. OK?"

The little guy twisted his flesh and wanted to hug him. Rong Shao looked down at him and pursed his lips without talking.

Luo Anning loosened him, walked up to him and kissed the little guy, "handsome, follow dad obediently, you know?"

Then he looked at an expressionless man with a shallow smile on his lips. He pulled his tie and asked him to lower his head. The pink lips printed his thin lips.

The low soft light ran out of the lip flap: "inflammation, I love you."

As soon as the pink lip was about to return, Rong Shao clasped the back of her head and kissed her hard.

The little guy's dark eyes looked at Ba Ma curiously, and his ruddy mouth became an 'o' shape.

Until the lips were kissed red, swollen and slightly painful, Rong Shaocai let go of her. His eyes were shining with warm doting and said in a low voice: "this is what you said. Once you can't find the balance point, I'll help you make a decision."

Looking at him, Luo Anning readily agreed, "OK."

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On the private plane arranged by Rong Shao, Christine rushed to the United States as soon as possible. Before going to j building, he drew the internal structure of J building into a 3D map in detail, so that Rong Yan's people can get familiar with it as soon as possible.

In order to save Catherine most efficiently.

Not only Rong Yan's people, but also several elites of Tang clan were arranged to come, accompanied by two doctors.

Just in case, if Catherine is injured, she can fight for the golden time of treatment.

Christine thought that in such a short time and with such a thorough consideration, there was only rongshao.

After so many years in the United States, Christine knew those dead corners that were not easy to be detected by surveillance, and sneaked into the United States with people.

After arranging good people to lurk and meet at each dark corner of J building and assigning their tasks, Christine contacted Maida.

The telephone was answered with only one ring.

Mida's emotionless voice sounded, "Christine, you're here."

"Cut the crap. I'm at the gate of J building. What do you want me to do? Tell me."

"The president doesn't want to kill you so fast, so let's play first. Now, you come in." Mida finished and cut off the phone.

Christine clenched her cell phone and took a look at the towering J building. With a cold smile, she stepped into the j building.

Unlike the noisy hall in the past, the j building is as quiet as a dead grave.

There was a layer of darkness and cold like death around.

Through the hall, into the elevator, came to the 44th floor, the administration building.

With a "Ding" sound, as soon as the elevator door is opened, dozens of red lights come straight from the elevator. The burning light can burn the skin and flesh, and can quickly burn people to death within three minutes.

Christine's eyes were cold, her body was vigorous, dodging left and right, jumping and bending, and her body stood three meters away from the red light.

"MEDA, you forget that I invented the incandescent light. Don't you think it's ridiculous to use it against me?"

Looking at the empty executive mouth, Christine smiled contemptuously and said loudly.

After a short wave flow sound, there was a cold, non undulating voice of Maida: "it's really ridiculous to greet you in the old way. Next, let you be the first experimenter of the new weapon."

As soon as Maida's voice fell, dozens of small squares fell from the ceiling at the same time, and black beads the size of eggs fell.

"Crackling -" the black beads hit the ground, exploded instantly, and the thick black smoke rose.