"gentlemen!"
The confidant around him looked at his master's crazy and obsessed look, and finally gritted his teeth and spoke,
"I think now is not the best time to take the young lady away!"
Nan Suzhi didn't move. He just rested his chin on the top of his sister's head and closed his eyes. "Damai, don't try to persuade me. This is all I miss."
Damai pursed his lips and lowered his head, taking a few seconds to breathe before mustering up his courage. "Sir, you should know better than me the difference between impulsiveness leading to endless troubles and letting go temporarily in exchange for a long-lasting relationship."
Half-Faced Buddha was targeted by the Thai side and lost a lot of goods. He planned to move the factory to a village in northern Myanmar, which is his base. His people came to look for me many times, but I didn't go to see them. He is almost unable to hold on.
Sir, if his goods want to leave northern Myanmar, he must go through our port. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The quality of Half-Faced Buddha's goods is very good, and the market supply is large. As long as we can strangle him, it is not an exaggeration for us to use trucks to load money.
In less than a year, your private army will be equipped with the most advanced weapons on the market. By then, you will be able to dominate Southeast Asia, and the master will no longer be able to hold you back. If you want the young lady, all you have to do is ask her."
Nan Suzhi's eyes were deep and dark under his golden half-frame glasses, and he remained silent for a long time.
Yes, he knew very well that it was wise to resist the impulse at this moment and wait for the future.
But when facing Luanluan, he is always impulsive.
"Sir, you've been patient for so many years, and you're almost there. Don't make a mistake at the last moment. The young lady is under your control and can't escape. Why bother to quarrel with the master now?"
The man's chest rose and fell violently, and the joints of his left hand holding the girl turned cold and white. He lowered his head to look at his sister's beautiful sleeping face and kissed her forehead. He was so restrained that the strands of hair between his eyebrows trembled.
"Return to Cloud City!"
Luanluan, give me another three years. When you graduate from college, I will build a city in the sky for you.
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Seaside holiday villa.
Balu lay straight on the bed, and Zhanpeng sat on the sofa opposite, smoking one cigarette after another.
When the doctor left, he said that Aaron had been poisoned by a neurotoxin, but fortunately the dosage was controlled very precisely and only paralyzed his limbs. As long as the body automatically metabolizes it after eight to twelve hours and he drinks plenty of water, there will be no problem.
Damn, that woman is fucking crazy.
Dawn was approaching, and it was almost eight hours. I didn't know how much longer I had to wait.
Zhan Peng angrily pulled his short hair, took out his cell phone and called the villa manager, asking him to prepare a nutritious meal for his wife who was pregnant, and then he opened a bottle of beer and drank it.
Bang!
Suddenly, the person lying on the bed fell to the ground. Zhan Peng took two steps forward to help him, but Balu raised his hand to stop him.
He stretched his neck, folded his arms, shook his stuffy head, and stood up with one hand on the edge of the bed, but he never said a word.
I walked to the sofa, opened the mineral water on the coffee table, and poured it into my mouth one bottle after another.
"Along, drink slower." Zhan Peng reached out to stop him, but was blocked by Balu.
After finishing the fourth bottle, he took a few sips, then poured the water over his head, lowered his head, and put his hands into his short hair. He stayed there for two full minutes until he felt his whole body regained strength, and then he stood up.
He pulled out an M1911 pistol from his waist, loaded it with a click, pressed his thin lips into a straight line, and walked out with a murderous aura all over his body.
"Along, it's been eight hours, and the people have already flown back to China." Zhan Peng tried to persuade him.
"Forget it. What's the point of getting a heartless woman back?"
"She is not. She must have been forced by Nan Suzhi. If I kill Nan Suzhi, she won't be afraid anymore and will come back to live with me." The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the whimpering of a dry water pipe. He seemed to be talking to Zhan Peng, but also like he was talking to himself.
"Can you please stop fooling yourself? She refused to leave even when I pointed a gun at her head. No one forced her to leave. She left on her own accord!" Zhan Peng felt bad too.
In his heart, Balu was a tough man from northern Myanmar, a hero with a heart of steel. Seeing him lying in bed unable to move for a woman was more painful than killing him. He really hated that woman.
"Aaron, she's not worth it!"
"Whether she's worth it or not, I know better than you!" The man, on the verge of going crazy, had bloodshot eyes. He grabbed his good brother's collar and gnashed his teeth.
"Are you fucking dead? Did you watch her leave with your own eyes? Zhan Peng, I treat you as a brother, and you let my wife run away?"
"I shot her, but she didn't even turn around. How can I keep her? Tell me, if I catch her and tie her up, she'll still attack you. This time it was neurotoxin, and who knows what it will be next time. You're really good enough, putting anything you give her in your mouth, right?"
"You dare to shoot my wife? Zhan Peng, you fucking bastard!"
Baru finally lost his temper and punched his good brother in the jaw, "Where did you hit me? Damn it, I'm going to kill you."
Zhan Peng also got angry and roared at his good brother, "I really regret not beating her to death. Anyway, seeing how you look like you're dying, you can't live anymore. I might as well let you die together, so that you don't have to be half dead all day."
Zhan Peng's words completely infuriated Balu. He had only one thought in his mind: Nan Xiaoxi was shot, and it was his brother who did it. She would never forgive him again.
A steel-like fist came crashing down, and Zhan Peng met it with his fist without dodging or evading. Both of them punched each other hard, neither giving in.
Bang!
Suddenly, the bedroom door was kicked open from outside. The two people who were fighting each other stopped fighting and looked towards the door.
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