The personal battle king of the female president

Chu Jiayue gave him a cold look with her beautiful eyes, opened the car door and stepped out.

"Let's go!" Her voice was a little cold, but before she left, she suddenly turned her head around and said something unnatural, "Slow down at night, good night."

Liu Lang smiled lightly, and after saying good night to the goddess, Iveco drove lightly all the way back to Furulai Hotel!

In the middle of the night, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom with Qingzhou license plate stopped in front of an old villa manor.
The Rolls Royce door opened, and Mo Tianyi slowly got out of the car.

Several bodyguards in suits stepped forward to support the young master, for fear that his injury would be involved.

Mo Tianyi ruthlessly pushed the two bodyguards away, "No need to help, I can walk by myself!"

Mo Tianyi's face was indifferent, and he walked quickly into the manor exuding a violent aura.

But as soon as he entered the courtyard, Mo Tianyi felt a tightness in his chest, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood!

He was punched by Liu Lang, and there was still a trace of stasis in his chest at this moment. This punch could be said to have caused him unprecedented serious injuries!
There was a sudden chaos in the whole house!
"Master, what's wrong with you?" A group of servants were shocked, and hurriedly surrounded Mo Tianyi to support him.

"Master, who hurt you?" An old but deep voice sounded, and an old servant with white hair hurried forward, with shock and concern on his face.

Mo Tianyi reached out to wipe off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head weakly, "Uncle Zhong, I'm fine..."

The white-haired old servant looked serious, "Nonsense! Is it okay to be injured like this?"

Without any explanation, he grabbed Mo Tianyi's hand, put the old and withered palm on his wrist, and frowned carefully to examine it.

Uncle Zhong's old face became more and more ugly, "The tendons are blocked, and the true energy is on the verge of collapsing...Young master, who did you hurt?"

"It's just a damned ant, I was just careless!" Mo Tianyi's face was cold, "A little injury, it doesn't hurt me..."

Zhong Bo's face was full of shocking anger!

Of course he could hear the hint of bravery in the young master's mouth, but he didn't expose it, but in his cloudy old eyes, the shock and anger grew deeper and deeper!

The young master has profound skills, among the younger generation, it can be said that he can be said to be in the whole Qingzhou, except for the members of the three major families who are also hidden in the world, it is afraid that there will be no opponents!
But today, the young master was seriously injured?Who is the other party?When did such a terrifying strongman appear in Qingzhou City?
You know, there are very few people in the lineage of ancient martial arts. Could it be that they are masters from the mountains?

"I'm going to report to the master, no matter who the other party is, he must be caught!" Uncle Zhong's voice was solemn and murderous.

"No need!" Mo Tianyi suddenly stopped Uncle Zhong, "Father is at the last moment of his martial arts training, and needs to retreat and recuperate, so don't disturb him. I can handle this matter myself!"

"But……"

Uncle Zhong's expression was extremely solemn. This matter is very important. The young master was injured in Qingzhou City. This is not only a matter of face for the entire Mo family, but more importantly, it shows that Qingzhou City...is no longer peaceful!
Being able to injure the young master, this kind of skill is enough to stir up the situation in Qingzhou City!Why are these characters lurking in Qingzhou?why?This is a ticking time bomb!
"Uncle Zhong, I have my own plan for this matter, so I don't need to disturb my father." Mo Tianyi's face was gloomy, "Help me immediately gather all the network cables of all forces, I want to investigate all the background information of that person!"

Zhong Bo nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, young master, I'll do it right away!"

Late at night and early in the morning, Presidential Suite of Howling Hotel
There was a light knock on the door.

"Enter."

Secretary Feng Yunqiao walked in cautiously, "Master, I have come to redeem my sin."

Liu Yangyu slowly turned around from the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Let me see your sincerity."

The charming secretary bit her red lips with her white teeth, hesitated for a moment, stepped on her high heels and stepped forward slowly, she carefully unbuttoned Liu Yangyu's jacket, and then slowly took off the clothes for him.

Suddenly, Liu Yangyu took a deep breath, and there was a burning pain in his shoulder.

When he looked sideways, he saw a bruised and deep palm print on his left shoulder, and the pain continued to spread around this palm print!

Liu Lang's indifferent palm could actually cause such harm to him!Liu Yangyu's eyes froze, and a murderous aura shot out!

willow... wave...

"Master, you... your shoulder..." Secretary Feng Yunqiao's pretty face was a little flustered, looking at the frightened palm print on Liu Yangyu's shoulder, she didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry about it." Liu Yangyu said coldly.

The charming secretary struggled a bit, but she couldn't refuse.

The night is gone, the day is coming

Liu Lang got up early at four o'clock in the morning, finished [-] push-ups and sit-ups in the room, and then went out for an hour-long morning run.

Starting today, he must be prepared for every moment, because what he is about to face is the terrorist forces from the northern capital and those mysterious ancient warriors...

He had experienced those inhumanly cruel methods seven years ago, and seven years later, he would come back to kill...

After the exercise, Liu Lang drove Iveco to Chu's villa.

Sitting in the car waiting, the nanny came out suddenly, "Mr. Liu, miss let you in for breakfast."

Liu Lang was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked into the villa.

Chu Jiayue was wearing a nightgown, with her long hair fluttering wantonly, sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Liu Lang slowly walked to her side, and then sat beside her intimately.

Chu Jiayue ignored him, lowered her head and ate breakfast as if nothing happened.

The nanny quickly brought up a hot fried egg and bread sandwich.

Liu Lang smelled the light and charming body fragrance of the goddess, and ate a hot sandwich and egg breakfast, and couldn't help feeling a little distracted...

Life is like this, what more can I ask for?
Liu Lang was very close to the goddess, and almost squeezed her body tightly.Finally, Chu Jiayue couldn't help but shouted, "Have breakfast, what are you doing so close to me?"

Liu Lang chuckled, "You smell so sweet, smelling of you makes breakfast even more delicious."

"Are you sick? Are you insane." Chu Jiayue spat lightly, as if she was no longer in the mood to eat breakfast. She got up, stepped on sexy pink velvet slippers, and went upstairs to change. up.

Liu Lang glanced at the half-eaten sandwich on her dinner plate, grabbed it and wiped it out without saying a word.

It is said that food cannot be wasted, and he has inherited the good custom of thrift.

But what he thinks in his heart is unknown, maybe it is to experience the taste of indirect kissing with the goddess...