Chapter 2312

When Xing Fei was hit with seven meat and eight vegetables, Murong took out a very small hand wooden warehouse and put it against her exposed temple.

Evil Si's eyebrows narrowed slightly, his eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth pulled up, but there was no smile on his face.

He half bent down his upper body, put his face over Xing Fei's unwilling face, and closed his lips one by one. "Goods, people, I'll deal with it. You take 20%, don't give it, you die, choose one."

The huge market of China was originally in the hands of Xing Fei. She could win 90% or more profits, and then pull a little out of her fingernails to feed her bulk cargo men, but Murong should be careful, so should the market. Even her whole person stepped under her feet.

Although it was a white profit and didn't have to take risks, since she dared to make this yuan, Xing Fei wouldn't pay attention to that risk. She gnashed her teeth and stared at her eyes, unable to swallow this tone.

Fishing for the wrong door, don't put your head on your belt. There's no fear of death. She's dead. Murong Jin doesn't want to control the field under the Xing family.

But Murong Jin just didn't believe in evil. When Xing Fei was convinced that he didn't dare to open the wooden warehouse and spit out his cool breath contemptuously, "bang" exploded in her ear. The desktop five centimeters away from her eyeball was pierced, and her brain was full of buzzing.

Murong Jin's meaning is obvious. Either Xing Fei agrees to his conditions and everyone is happy, or let Xing Fei disappear in China. He takes the trouble to cut down the roots and establish his own trading network.

Xing Fei gradually realized that the man behind Fu Shenyan had a bad temper and didn't play cards according to common sense. Her chance of life or death was half and half.

At the moment when she had just analyzed the situation, the cold wooden Cangkou pointed at her temple again. She heard Murong Jin say in a very confident tone, "this time, I won't miss again."

Then the slight sound of the safety bolt opening fell into Xing Fei's eardrum, like a signal of death.

Xing Fei closed his eyes tightly, raised his hands and said he would be willing to be small. "I give it! Everything has the final say."

Murong Jin smiled happily, "son. The bullet has been loaded and has to be sent!"

Then pull the trigger quickly.

Xing Fei choked her breath and didn't even dare to shout "no".

However, the sound of the wooden warehouse slipped, but she didn't feel the slightest pain. After knowing it, she opened her eyes and touched her head. She confirmed that she didn't bloom, which was a relief.

In fact, Murong Jin turned the opening of the wooden warehouse before opening it, pointing in the direction of Fu Shenyan and me. Zi. Bullet passed between us and fell into the cement wall in the distance.

Xing Fei is far from alone for the rest of her life.

Murong Jin gloated at Xing Fei's embarrassment, then slowly took back her hand, opened it and hung it in the air, as if to enjoy the congratulations of the minister under the skirt, with slightly raised eyebrows and confident.

After Xing Fei got rid of the shackles, she got up from the table like a bomb, quickly sorted out her clothes and hairstyle, stepped aside for two steps, distanced herself from Murong Jin, and her face sank, becoming the eldest miss of the Xing family.

Even in those famous cocktail parties, she never showed such an arrogant attitude. It seems that only in this way can she cover her ugly appearance and erase her fear of death.

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