Chapter 525

Secretary Huang's meaning is very simple and firm, that is not to leave.

In order to become Madame Butterfly, she endured humiliation and served Helan Xiaoxin for many years. She had just ascended to the throne of the Southern District's boss yesterday, and she was going to leave in dismay the next night, which was unacceptable to her death.

She did not understand that since Helan Xiaoxin had pushed her to the top of the Southern District, how could he find Li Nanfang to replace her completely?

Li NanFang's appearance is absolutely icing on the cake.

What he can do, I can do it, and better than him!

Why, let me just taste the taste of absolute power, but let me give up?

Because, he's a man, had that deep relationship with you?

Secretary Huang, who has taken off the butterfly mask, heaves his towering chest violently, biting his lips hard. He doesn't notice any blood flowing down the corner of his mouth. He looks very frightening. He just stares at Cheng Ming outside the door, his hands on the side of his legs and clenches his fist.

"Secretary Huang, the eldest lady asked me to come here. For the last time, would you like to go or not?"

Cheng Ming stood at the door and asked calmly.

"Cheng Ming, please tell the new sister. From the moment I put on the butterfly mask, I decided to die. I would die on this land. "

Secretary Huang stood up from his chair, picked up the butterfly mask on the table and put it on his face seriously: "I love this land, do you know? Four years ago, when I first set foot here as a child, I was attracted by its unique temperament. I feel like I was born just to be here. My life, should be here, in order to shine

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after half an hour's consideration of his words, Ms. Huang will not let you know what she said. I will try my best to cooperate with Li Nanfang to make the Southern District more powerful. "

"Good. I will convey your words to the eldest lady. Secretary Huang, take care. "

Cheng Ming nodded and turned to leave, but he turned back: "Oh, yes. Secretary Huang, you have been in this room for a long time. Do you feel anything unusual

Secretary Huang was a little stunned and shook his head: "No. What's unusual? "

"There should be ghosts floating around here?"

When Cheng Ming laughed, his white teeth looked cold in the light, just like the sharp teeth of wild animals: "the twelve members of chacai's family, seven of our elite soldiers, died in this room. Each and every one of them was very unwilling to die. Ghosts should howl in the full moon night

Secretary Huang looks at Cheng Ming's pupil and suddenly shrinks.

"Xinjie tells me that the best way to set the bamboo building on fire is to set it on fire, together with you -"

when Cheng Ming said the last word, he gave a sharp swing of his right hand!

A black light flashed away in the light.

"Er!"

Secretary Huang gave a short exclamation and covered his neck with both hands.

Her round chin rose high, revealing her slender white neck. A black blade without a handle pierced her throat and came out from behind her neck.

There is no bleeding trough on the blade, so when piercing the neck of secretary Huang rapidly, there is no blood splashing out. There is only a drop of red blood on the tip of the knife.

"You should go. New sister asked me to ask you for the last time, that is, to give you a way to live on the basis of your years of dedicated service to her. But you don't cherish it. Secretary Huang, do you really think that with your scheming and intelligence quotient, you can hide your new sister's eyes like a torch? "

Cheng Ming, full of regret, shook his head and said, "you can't hide from new sister, you can't control Li Nanfang. The new sister said, now that she doesn't give you a good time, you will be cleaned up by him in the future

"Secretary Huang, you should be grateful to the eldest lady when you go to the underworld."

Cheng Ming said faintly, waiting for secretary Huang to pinch his neck in both hands and knelt heavily on the floor, then he turned and walked quickly down the stairs.

Right foot just stepped down the last stair, Cheng Ming put his right hand.

Immediately, there were more than a dozen people, with gasoline barrels in their hands, and rushed to the bamboo building.

When Chengming returns to Helan Xiaoxin, there is a fire in the forest, and it rises with a bang.

Looking at the top of the fire, which is dancing with the wind, like a very abstract person's smoke, He Lan Xiaoxin slightly picked the next eyebrow, tightened the black windbreaker on his body, and turned around: "go."

As several cars drove out of the valley one after another, the window of the bamboo building on the second floor behind the poppy field was pushed away. A woman in a white nightgown looked at the direction of the fire with surprise on her face, looked for a moment, and retracted her head.

Squeak, a light ring, on the island cherry timidly opened the living room door, stepped on small black slippers just came out a few steps, next to a dark shadow under the tree flashed out.

Frightened, she cried out, "ah!"

"Madame, please return to your room. The boss said that you should not leave the hotel until he comes back. "The shadow stooped slightly and said respectfully, "no matter what happens. Please, madam, be considerate of our servants and don't let us be embarrassed. "

"I, I won't embarrass you. I'll go back right away."

Sakura on the island hurriedly retreated. When she went into the house to close the door, she could not help asking, "can I know when he can come back?"

The shadow shook his head. "Sorry, we don't know."

"Please, can you tell him that I miss him so much?"

"Yes, ma'am."

The shadow nodded and agreed, and retreated back into the darkness again.

In fact, he didn't have to go back so soon, but he had to.

Because when he was staring at the woman, his heart beat was not good. He just wanted to jump on it and tear this strange and crying woman into pieces and swallow it.

At dawn.

When several cars passed the Chinese border line, several barking dogs rang out, echoing in the mountains.

But soon, the barking of the dogs disappeared, and several cars, after a rough inspection of several dark figures, moved slowly again and drove past the boundary pillar.

The moment the car passed the boundary pillar, Helan Xiaoxin couldn't help looking back, his face was sad.

Over the years, she has invested too much effort there and used all kinds of means to create a powerful industry in the Southern District, with an annual profit of hundreds of millions. Through different channels, she laundered the money in a silent way, becoming the main positive source of the Helan family in Jinghua.

But now, she has to give up.

Because of the promise she made to her mother and the Helan family who used her as a pawn to collect money, only a strong man broke his hand to ensure that the tiger, named jinghongming, lurking in the dark, could not find a chance to eat people.

She knew better than anyone that from the moment the car passed the boundary pillar, she had no connection with the Southern District, especially after Secretary Huang, the last hidden danger, was killed.

The leader of the Southern District of the golden triangle is Li Nanfang.

The ferocious man that she loves so much.

He wanted to stay with her for 16 years.

But -- the golden triangle is too small, too small.

She was born to be a phoenix flying in the sky. How could she be willing to stay in this place of disgust for 16 years?

Without the poppy in the Southern District, with the intelligence and ingenuity of Helan Xiaoxin, she can still go through other ways to provide the Helan family with no corruption.

She is the rich emissary of the Helan family, and no one else can bear the burden.

After returning home, she will not be vice president of Aoyama kaihuang group.

Without Helan Xiaoxin in the Southern District, if she sleeps in that small broken company again, she will be vice president for Yue Zitong unless she is stupid.

Even if she officially enters the mall, she has to do projects with an annual turnover of over 100 million yuan, such as the Seven Star Club.

She is absolutely sure that she can realize her dream in two years.

It's just a pity, Li Nanfang.

Well, in fact, I am worthy of him.

In the world, is not he the only one who can make his new sister become a slut and please him with other women?

It is said that death under peony flowers is also romantic to be a ghost. What's more, he just carries the black pot for me, not to die?

He has an annual production value of hundreds of millions of dollars in the Southern District, there are as many as 500 armed forces, what kind of wine to drink, what kind of beautiful women to sleep, that is a matter of one sentence.

He is the local emperor.

The price he paid was to abandon Yue Zitong and stay here all his life.

In other words, he got more than he paid.

What's more, as long as I have a chance, I'll sneak up and let him ride his horse?

His efforts are really worth it.

The more He Lan Xiaoxin thought, the more interesting he felt to Li Nanfang. The last trace of guilt also disappeared with the puff of smoke, which was blown away by the cold wind outside the window.

As for Yue Zitong's side -

ha ha.

He Lan Xiaoxin laughs in his heart. The guy is always worried that the new sister will frame her. Doesn't he use his brain? How can a person who does big things like Xinjie be interested in a small broken company?

In fact, he didn't have to tell her. Seeing from the affection of the sisters for so many years, it was not easy for the new sister to move her any more.

When I help Li Nanfang shoot the southern silk stockings commercial film, his silk stockings advertising all over the world, it is time for me to retire and leave the Castle Peak.

Li Nanfang, look, how concerned is your new sister?

Before leaving, I was still struggling for the development of your small broken company.

So, even if you die, you should close your eyes.

Helan Xiaoxin mouth curved a touch of relief, the car stopped."What's going on?"

He Lan Xiaoxin frowned and asked.

Cheng Ming, who doesn't have to drive, answers. She also knows why the car stopped.

In the middle of the road, there was a man standing there, with his hands on his back, letting the drizzle fall gently on his body.

When she left the golden triangle, the sky was still bright.

Now, why did it rain suddenly?

Is it that God was moved to cry for Li NanFang's consideration?

Helan Xiaoxin felt like this. He wrapped up his windbreaker, picked up an umbrella from behind, opened the door and stepped out of the car. With knee high riding boots, he walked to Helan Fusu.

Under the bright lights, Helan Fusu, whose face was covered with water drops, looked at his sister-in-law with calm and gentle eyes as before, and came step by step.

"Fusu, why don't you take an umbrella? It will catch cold. "

Every time when he is with his brother, He Lan Xiaoxin's eyes and mentality are like a mother.

This may be the reason why his younger brother and sister, the younger brother, died of his mother, and his new sister, who was six years older than him, grew up with him?

Helan Fusu laughed, raised her hand, slapped her in the face.

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