Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

No comment?A dangerous gleam flashed in Ling Yue's eyes, his patience had already declared that his balance was insufficient.

"Are you sure?" Ling Yue walked in the direction of the mouse, his tall body cast a very oppressive black shadow.

"I'm sure." Mouse sneered, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Ling Yue with incomparable arrogance.

"What about now?" Ling Yue casually took out a pistol from his back waist and pointed it at the mouse's head.

The mouse's face suddenly changed: "Do you want to play black?"

Ling Yue opened the safety of the pistol in front of the mouse: "Yes, I came today to play black, if you don't tell me, then I will play with red and white."

The red one is blood, and the white one is naturally brain pulp.

"Hehe." The mouse looked at Ling Yue's gun and suddenly smiled.

Then he moved.

He kicked off the table, and the chair rollers rolled back, and then he took out a remote control from nowhere and pressed it triumphantly.

He pressed the button quickly, and Ling Yue's reaction was not slow. He stretched out his long legs and stepped directly onto the mouse's desk.

Once the mouse is pressed on the remote control, it doesn't know what will happen. Instead of blindly avoiding it, it's better to go to him directly.

Anywhere in the room can be unsafe, but where the rats are, it must be!
The thinking logic of ordinary people must be "I hide when danger comes". This idea cannot be said to be wrong, but when you are in a strange place, you don't know what will happen, and blindly avoiding it may cause more serious consequences.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yue came to him so quickly and neatly. The mouse was so stunned that he forgot to move while sitting on the chair.

It wasn't until Ling Yue put the gun to his head that he realized that he had really fallen into someone else's hands.

What the remote control dropped was actually a large, fine and tough net. The net was so huge that it covered almost two-thirds of the entire room.

Fortunately, Ling Yue didn't dodge indiscriminately, otherwise, he would definitely be struggling in this net now.

Feeling the hard touch of the temple, the mouse panicked.

Since he started this business, he has been at ease for too long, his temper is good, and his vigilance is constantly decreasing.

Planted today.

The mouse knew very well in his heart that he was determined to be unable to beat such a nimble young man with such a dead house.

"Why do you want to know Chen Long's employer?" He took a deep breath and asked cautiously.

"No comment." Ling Yue returned the mouse's answer just now.

Aggrieved, this is the mouse's first feeling.

For a long time, he has always been the one who slaps other people, choking them to the point of speechlessness, but now it is his turn to realize that this feeling makes people want to scold their mothers.

So, it's not that he didn't report it, but that the time has not yet come. One day, someone who can cure him will appear and repay the pain he caused to others.

"But I just want to know that if you don't tell me, this night bar will be razed to the ground tomorrow." Ling Yue said slowly.

Then he added: "Of course, you don't have to worry about losing your job if the bar is gone. I will find you a good place to manage your meals then."

The threatening meaning in these words couldn't be more obvious. The mouse is not stupid, of course he knows where the "good place to manage food" refers to.

It seems that if it is not for sale today, it has to be sold...

In desperation, the mouse decided that even if it was a sale, it had to be sold at a reasonable price today, "It's fine if you want me to tell you, but you have to promise me two things."

Yo, this little life is still in his hands, how dare he bargain?

Ling Yue laughed, and satirized the mouse: "Why do you think I will agree?"

The mouse knew that he would ask this question, but since he dared to make a request to Ling Yue under such conditions, he naturally had another bargaining chip.

"Not only can I tell you who Chen Long's employer is, but I can also tell you more about that person!" the mouse said confidently.

oh?Ling Yue was quite interested in these words, "Say it first, and then I'll decide whether to agree to your terms or not."

The mouse still insisted: "No, you have to agree to my conditions first, and then I can tell you."

Ling Yue didn't say anything, just pointed the pistol forward.

Well, the gun is in someone else's hands, and he is a mouse.

"Chen Long's employer is Ji Chuncheng." The mouse finally said, "However, it's not just Ji Chuncheng."

Not only?What do you say?Ling Yue said in a deep voice, "Continue talking."

"After Ji Chuncheng found me, his fiancée, the one named Zhou Man'er, also found me."

Ji Chuncheng found the mouse, and decided to give Yan Hui a hard time through the mouse's hand, to let her know that Ji Chuncheng is not easy to mess with, but because of Ling Yue's existence, Ji Chuncheng dared not do more excessive things, for fear of More serious retaliation will be triggered.

However, after Zhou Man'er found out, she was not willing to let Yan Hui go so easily. She came up with a vicious idea:

Taking indecent photos of Yan Hui to blackmail Yan Hui.

In this way, not only can Yan Hui suffer, but she can also be used to blackmail her and make Ling Yue stop his retaliation against the Ji family.

Even, in the future, they can use this to gain benefits, as long as this indecent photo is in hand for a day, Yan Hui will obediently obey their orders.

Zhou Man'er's plan can be described as very vicious. The society is harsh on women, and indecent photos will bring great harm to women's hearts, not to mention that they are planning to use this to threaten Yan Hui.

As a woman, Zhou Man'er is really omnipotent. She doesn't want to defeat her in an upright manner, but the bad water is gurgling out.

Listening to the mouse's narration, Ling Yue's face was so dark that even the mouse was shivering from the cold radiating from his body.

Now, he was even more thankful that he confessed it very sensibly, otherwise, this man would definitely let him know what regret is.

Anyway, it has already been sold, there is no difference between selling more and selling less, the mouse thought about it, and released another old material: "This Zhou Man'er has actually laid hands on that girl several times..."

After hearing this, Ling Yue clenched his hands tightly into fists and slammed them down on the table.

He felt sorry for Yan Hui, obviously she had done nothing wrong, but someone was always trying to harm her, like a fly that always hated, it was hard to guard against.