Jiang Li's words were straightforward and did not beat around the bush.

Bo Yunkuan hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Yes..."

Before the end of his voice came, Jiang Muqiu's roar came from over there.

"Bo Yunkuan, you bastard! Do you know that he hid in your car and wanted to kidnap me and A Li to negotiate terms with you. When he disagreed, he scratched A Li's neck with a dagger. Still dripping blood!"

"Jiang Muqiu..."

Jiang Li wanted to stop it, but Jiang Muqiu's voice became higher and higher.

"...Let me tell you, don't think that Ah Li likes you, just forget about it? This matter is endless! You wait for me, I will be a mess tomorrow..."

The phone was hung up by Jiang Li, and the growling stopped abruptly.

Bo Yunkuan clutched the phone, pursed her lips, her phoenix eyes elongated at the end of her eyes, and there was a biting chill all over her body.

He walked to the car for the second time, looked at Lao Ou in the car, "You hurt her."

Lao Ou pointed to the dagger on his chest, "Her two wounds are flesh wounds, mine... ah!"

Bo Yunkuai stretched out his hand, holding the handle of the dagger with his slender and fair fingers, and pressed it down heavily.

Blood gushed out instantly!

Old Ou snorted, his face turned pale.

"I'm Cao, boss!" Tang Jiming, who was sitting on the other side, exclaimed, and rushed to stop Bo Yunkuan.

"Boss, no matter how deep this position is, it will kill people."

Bo Yunkuan didn't raise his head, his voice was cold, "Get out!"

"Bo Yunkuan, you want to kill me..."

Old Ou Jie Jie Jie laughed strangely, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Bo Yunkuan's voice was cold, and he paused every word, "You shouldn't hurt her!"

"Boss, the wound on Miss Jiang's neck is very small, thinner than a thread. When we rushed over, the wound was almost healed, really!"

Tang Jiming was in a hurry, "Boss, calm down, Lao Ou can't die yet. Although he explained the drug dealers and the location, we need him as a guide, otherwise, all the previous efforts will be in vain! Song Qingyang, Feng Shangchen, speak quickly."

"Boss, what Lao Tang said is true! The injury on my sister-in-law's neck is really small. Don't you have two scenes tomorrow? You can watch it by yourself. If Lao Ou lies, it will not be too late to kill him then." ..." Song Qingyang hastily persuaded.

Feng Shangchen stood aside and nodded again and again, "They are right! Miss Jiang blushed, and nothing happened. She seemed to recognize me and kept asking me if I met her..."

The tense expression on Bo Yunkuan's face slowly relaxed, and he raised his eyes to look at the three of them.

The three looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Song Qingyang raised three fingers to make an oath, "If the three of us lie, we will be fined to go to Africa together!"

Tang Jiming suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Song Qingyang, "...Song Qingyang, you trash!"

Feng Shangchen Mu (den) looked at Song Qingyang with a straight face.

Bo Yunkuan lowered his eyes, stared at Lao Ou's pale face for a long time, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

Old Ouha laughed.

The movement affected the wound, and he groaned in pain.

"Bo Yunkuan, I didn't hurt her. Firstly, I was physically injured; secondly, I was defenseless against her. If someone knows her skills and deliberately targets her, how much do you think she will survive?"

"My Cao, do you really want to die here!"

Tang Jiming suddenly jumped up from his seat, yelling curses while protecting Lao Ou Ming Song Qingyang.

"Quick, stop the boss!"

Song Qingyang had already rushed forward and hugged Bao Yunqian tightly.

"Boss, boss, don't be angry, don't be angry, think about my sister-in-law's skills, she is so powerful, she is so smart, how could she be fooled by others..."

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