Chapter 657 What Did You Call Him

"Yes..." Carlos' voice seemed to come out of his throat.

Moore, a dissolute man, only knew how to drink and flirt with others since he was a child. He could talk to anyone and invite anyone to drink a few pots of wine.

As far as Moore was concerned, people in all corners of the country were always so happy. No matter how big the grudge was, it was all gone after drinking a few cups of wine.

Of course, this person was a petty person under the skin of pleasure and hatred. For example, if you owed him one hundred dollars, he could pester you for three days and nights until you returned him.

Hearing that, Moore raised his eyebrows slightly. He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. At this moment, there was a little drunkenness in his eyes. He raised his peach blossom eyes just in time, which looked a little enchanting.

Unfortunately, Carlos was a straight man and didn't care about his flirtation at all.

Staring at Carlos with a smile, Moore said, "I know. Come on, give me a kiss."

Carlos' pubic region was overcast with anger. "Get out!"

Moore felt wronged. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. He just wanted to express his missing of brotherhood. This heartless bastard!

"Master is in the car..."

Before Carlos could finish his words, Moore had already opened his arms quickly. His figure flashed to the side of the Bentley like lightning, and reached out to open the door.

"Master, long time no see. I miss you so..." Before he could finish his words, the last word 'much' was stuck in his throat. He froze like a clay sculpture, and the pretended drunkenness disappeared in an instant.

Their master was holding a man?

In that kind of ambiguous posture?

Who was this man?

He had only been exiled for 4 years, but his master had already forgotten his old love and had a new lover!

Carlos, who had just caught up with him, had veins throbbing on his forehead. How could he still like this? His reckless character was almost worse than it was 4 years ago.

It seemed that the so-called training in the

fierce. Even if his people had been following him secretly, he was still a little scared at that moment.

"All right, all right." Talbot patted his hand and comforted him in a soft voice.

It was not until this moment that Robert came to his senses. He stared at Talbot in a daze, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

In the hot spring villa.

Even though it was cold and snowy, some people were still on patrol outside the villa. Especially after tonight's murder, Carlos strengthened the guards.

At this moment, in the hall of the villa.

Martin and the others were discussing on the sofa, except for Moore, who had been leaning against a pillar and staring at Cassandra.

Although Carlos had explained to him that Cassandra was Martin's wife, he couldn't understand why a woman could be so realistic when she dressed up as a man, and even his sharp eyes were cheated.

But even so, he still felt a little disappointed.

4 years ago, he was exiled to the H city and became the most secret chess piece that Martin had placed in the H city. After 4 years, when he saw his old father again, his father no longer only belonged to him.

On the sofa, Robert's face was still full of fear. His eyes were empty, but in a moment, he returned to his original state. He asked anxiously, "Martin, what's going on? How could your men be so desperate to kill you? "