Chapter 181

Of course, a Biao won't tell his heart. He doesn't want to be cleaned up by his husband.

Later, Chen Menger and Zhuge Yu arrived at the door of the hotel. Zhuge Yu, fat man and thin man also stepped down from the car. After getting off the car, Zhuge Yu quickly walked to Mr. Liu and they said, "Sir, are you and miss not hurt?" Zhuge Yu was worried about their situation. Just now, the target of Shankou group was Chen meng'er's car. Shankou group focused its fire on Chen meng'er's car.

That's why Zhuge Yu, fat man and thin man can fight back some of them.

"Hey, hey, I said Zhuge, you are really my good brother. Why don't you ask me if I'm hurt?" After hearing Zhuge Yu's words, a Biao quit immediately. As he spoke, he stretched out the injured hand tied in a bow by Chen meng'er to Zhuge Yu.

"Oh, I said, a Biao, you are an old man, and you are still tied with such a big bow. I didn't expect that you still like this thing." When Zhuge Yu looked at the bow on a Biao's hand, he knew that it must have come from their young lady. No, he was not at ease. Their relationship with the young lady was much better than that of a Biao. But a Biao's treatment, they have not yet.

"Hum, you envy it, little miss. You wrapped it up for me." how could a Biao not hear the envy in Zhuge Yu's words? This made a Biao who had been twisted because of the bow knot, and they didn't know where to go. A Biao also shook his hand tied with a bow in front of Zhuge Yu's eyes.

"Ah. You fat man A Biao wailed.

The fat man came over and took a Biao's injured hand. Just met the wound of a Biao, the pain of a Biao can't speak completely.

"Well, you all stop. It's getting late. The dream is going to rest Liu Lao looked at his subordinates this playful jubilation, helplessly shook his head, this one by one, usually put on airs. But as long as we meet together, we are like children who have not grown up.

"Oh, oh, you can't be tired, young lady. The one on the top floor, sir A Biao and so on wound pain alleviates after a little, opens the mouth to say.

"Well," said Liu, turning to Chen meng'er, who had begun pecking rice with chickens, "meng'er, wake up first, and we'll go upstairs and then go to bed."

"Well, oh, good." Chen meng'er makes effort, eyes just slightly opened a crack. Then he took Liu's hand and followed Liu's steps to the hotel.

The manager of the hotel has long been informed that important people are coming today. Let them do their work well, but the leader also told them not to disturb others. All, after Liu and his party came in, all the people in the lobby paid attention to them, but no one came forward to ask.

Mr. Liu and his party went directly to the exclusive elevator on the top floor.

And the fat man who can't stand loneliness finally seizes the opportunity. Talk to a Biao. The fat man came up to a Biao and asked in a low voice, "ah, a Biao, you just sat in a car with your husband. Who fired the last two shots just now, you or sir? I think it's sir. At your level, you can't aim so accurately. Oh, I didn't expect that my husband's shooting skills have improved again. "

A Biao listened to the fat man's words, turned his head, looked at the fat man, some gloating said: "fat man, you guessed wrong this time." The skinny man who heard the fat man and a Biao said, "you don't say you fired those two shots, do you?" Obviously, thin people think the same way as fat people.

“no。 No, I didn't say that A Biao stretched out his uninjured hand and shook the two men“ I don't have the ability. Hehe, you can't guess. These two shots were neither fired by me nor by my husband. They were "a Biao intentionally lengthened the sound of" is "to arouse the fat people's curiosity.

"Ah Biao, what are you? Yes, you can tell me who fired those two shots." Fat man can't help but be curious at first, urge to.

"A Biao, I remember that in your car, besides you and your husband, you are the driver and the young lady. If you are not with your husband, who else is there? A Biao, don't make a mystery with us here." Zhuge Yu analyzed that he believed that the shooter was one of a Biao and Liu Lao.

Looking at his four subordinates, Liu felt funny about the hot talk. But he unconsciously looked down at Chen meng'er, another chicken pecking at rice. He thought that if Zhuge Yu knew. The two shots were fired by Chen Menger. What kind of expression should they be.

"You have said that besides me and my husband, there are also young ladies. The two shots were fired by the young lady. " A Biao was also curious about what kind of expression people would have when they heard the answer,

"Ah Biao, if you want to play with us, you have to find a convincing one. You really think we are three years old. How old is the young lady? She hasn't touched this gun. How could she be the one who fired these two guns? " Fat face fat you actually play our expression, looking at a Biao.

"Ah Biao, do you think we will believe the answer you said?" Thin also really when we are three-year-old children's expression, looking at a Biao.

For the thin and fat people, their reaction after hearing this answer was completely expected by a Biao. He was not angry, but said with a smile: "I told you the truth, but you don't believe it, and I can't help it." Zhuge Yu was the most careful of the four. He didn't believe it. However, when he saw the elated look on a Biao's face, he had a guess in his heart. A Biao didn't look like a liar. However, if he really believed that Chen Menger had fired the two shots, he still said that he accepted incompetence.

Zhuge Yu turned his eyes to Mr. Liu, who had been smiling and didn't speak: "Sir, these two shots can't really be fired by little miss?"

"Well, it's Menger." Mr. Liu nodded generously and replied.

"No, it's true." Fat man listened to Liu Lao's words, surprised suddenly stare big eyes. Then some of them turned their heads and saw Chen Menger, who was not tall enough to their waist. He said that this was the most surprising answer he heard this year.