Chapter 1886

Among them, two men with guns stood in the back, carrying a cloth bag, which seemed to contain a person.

The middle-aged man opened his hand and said, "I'm sorry. I don't think any of you can leave today."

Murong Mian swept each of them and looked at the bag for two more seconds.

His eyes finally fell on the head of the middle-aged man's face, said: "Mr. Brown."

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "my wife is right. You are a smart young man. It seems that our upcoming conversation will be very happy."

He is Mrs. Jones's husband, Mr. Brown, a A hypocrite with good looks, a politician with greedy interests, and an old man with unscrupulous means.

Murong Mian sneers, happy conversation, it is not as good as a life and death fight.

"Talk about how to let me give away all my property obediently, or talk about how to avenge your wife?"

He pause for a moment, sarcasm: "no, I see you like this, it is estimated that you will not give your wife revenge."

Mr. Brown said with a very gentlemanly smile: "I have a very knowledgeable friend who told me that women are the leaves on trees. If they fall this year, they will grow new next year. Or in your country's words, women are clothes. If they are dirty, it's unnecessary to wash them again if you throw them away and buy a new one."

Murong Mian really wanted to scratch his smiley face with a knife. He just didn't say that women are just one thing. Life and death don't need to be taken into consideration.

"It seems that you'd rather talk to me about the first thing." Murong Mian's heart is very calm. He just feels that it's late and it's time to go back. Otherwise, when Mianmian wakes up and finds that he's not there, he has to worry.

Murong Mian takes another look and falls to the ground. Mrs. Murong's eyes are blurred.

In the heart sigh a, if she all quickly died, pour also good, but just so, let him unavoidably some hesitation.

Brown waved his hand and said, "no, I'm a politician. I'm not a businessman. Money doesn't matter to me. What matters is how money helps me get the position I want. I'm not her. So we can negotiate friendly."

"Let me fund you, don't I?"

"Yes, to help me win the election, we can be mutually beneficial. When you help me win the election, I can help you earn more money, use my power to help you open up a broader trade market, and I can provide you with more convenience. What do you think?"

Murong Mian said faintly: "it sounds good."

"Look, I said our conversation would be very pleasant. As long as you promise and sign this agreement, I can let you take your mother away. I'm not that stupid woman. It doesn't matter who you are to me." Brown was smiling and looked quite friendly.

"Yes, you have the antidote?"

Mr. Brown shrugged: "sorry, I didn't. She did it herself. I didn't know."

"Then why do you have the face to talk to me?" Murong sleeps lazily and raises his eyelids. The irony in his eyes flies like a knife.

"If you are alive, you can take away her body. Isn't that my tolerance to you?" Mr. Brown looked at Murong Mian and took his shameless words for granted.

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