My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 669 Listening to the Corner

I walked around to the back of the building, shook the vine in my hand a few times and threw it out. The branch got stuck on the railing on the third floor, and I climbed up like a monkey.

It took me less than a minute to climb from the ground to the third floor. I searched sideways along the corridor. This is a layout of four bedrooms and two living rooms. I opened the window of the bathroom and climbed in from here.

I had just jumped onto the bathroom floor when I heard a familiar panting sound and Simmons creaking and creaking.

I fuck.

This burst of voices fluctuated from loud to soft, hmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The matter, the little brother woke up from his deep sleep in an instant, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and refused to let go.

I patted the little brother's body lightly, and muttered in my heart with a bitter face: "Brother, don't make trouble, it's important to do business."

The little brother pushed me away resolutely, seeming to be angry, more like protesting. It showed a ferocious expression and was full of fighting spirit, but because I was wearing pants outside, I couldn't see it.

My little brother and I were quietly alienated by the pair of sluts in the room.

Fuck!Do you have the energy to do this kind of exercise without going to sleep in the middle of the night, do you have a sense of public morality, do you know if it will disturb other people's rest or play?

Can we still have fun together in the future?

I murmured "Bah" in my heart, damn it, it caused my brother and I to be at odds, I insist on showing you some color.

I stood at the door of the bathroom and quietly opened a door from the inside. The bathroom is connected to the master bedroom. I poked my head out to follow the sound and saw a man with his upper body struggling to fight.

Listening to the voice at a close distance, it's not right, there are not only one woman, but two delicate voices.

Grandma's, one dragon and two phoenixes.

I made a mistake just now, it wasn't a pair of sluts, it was clearly three sluts.

Anyway, brother is considered an uninvited guest. I met him. It seems a little unreasonable not to go up and say hello, isn't it? Maybe they will reveal everything they know to me once they become hospitable.

I quickly came out of the bathroom, quietly touched and sat on a soft leather chair in the bedroom to watch the excitement.

The three of them were too involved, and their sight might be blocked by the quilt. I sat on the chair for a long time, but no one got up to greet me.

Do you understand the ways of the world? What kind of hospitality is this?
I curled my lips and continued to admire.

To say that there is really nothing to see, I can only vaguely see the back of a man. This man is covered in tattoos all over his back. As for what the hell is tattooed, I didn’t look closely. What’s so good about the back of a stinky man? Yes, my eyes are now focused on the cause they are fighting for.

Finally, the man's body softened and stopped, and the battle was randomly declared over. The two women hid under the quilt, only showing half of their faces, half covered by their long hair, and the other half covered by the quilt.

I can't see what they look like, but hearing their delicate voices, they should be two beauties, or this man will work so hard?

After the storm stopped, the man's soul returned, and he suddenly became alert. He immediately found a person sitting on the soft leather chair.

The man turned over and looked at me in surprise. I entered the room quietly and he didn't even notice my existence until now.

The man lifted the quilt and stretched out his right hand to grope the bedside table for a while, but when it was empty, I raised the gleaming pistol in my hand and asked with a smile, "Are you looking for it?"

The two women poked their heads out when they heard the voice of an outsider in the room. They saw that it was a stranger who wanted to scream, but the man beside them covered their mouths.

He covered his mouth with one hand, looking calm and calm.

The man said coldly to the two women: "Hide under the quilt and act as if you haven't seen anything."

The two women seemed to be very afraid of this man, they quickly covered their heads with the quilt and curled up.

This man knows the rules and knows the current affairs well. He knows that I have controlled them. If someone dares to shout and shout, he may provoke me to kill people indiscriminately.

This is just like a thief, he just wanted to go to a certain family’s house to steal something, but the family found a thief and then yelled and wanted to resist, the thief gritted his teeth and did nothing and kept killing their whole family Killed, is this kind of thing very common?

The man was half-sitting on the bed shirtless, and I glanced at him. It's not easy for this man to have tattoos all over his body.

I pointed a gun at the man and signaled him to put on his clothes first. I don't like chatting with a luo man, it feels weird.

The man put on his clothes in a leisurely manner, then got out of bed and sat on another soft leather chair. There were two soft leather chairs not far from the bed, exactly one for each person.

"Brother—" The man saw that I kept smiling but didn't speak, so he spoke first.

"Brother? What's your name? Brother! Do you know me well!" I said a word, which made this man's face turn blue and red. Maybe no one would have dared to talk to him like that before.

The man opened his mouth, his brows were wrinkled together, and then loosened. He smiled and said, "I don't know if this friend came to the island late at night, what's the matter?"

Is not this nonsensical?If I'm fine and don't sleep at home, can I come to this isolated island in the middle of the night?
I said angrily, "Travel."

The man was probably stunned by my anger. He has seen nonsense before, but he has never seen such nonsense like me. He ran to someone else's house in the middle of the night to travel. Am I an alien who traveled through his house?
The atmosphere is tense, or it is very likely that our talks will collapse, and I will take some extreme measures against him.

What this man did before was quite authentic, and I was quite satisfied, but I was a little unhappy about the latter thing. You fell into my hands, and you put on an air of a master with me. I will not kill his spirit , How could he cooperate with me to answer my questions well.

The man was sullen and wanted to say something, but I suddenly raised my hand and it was a slap in the face. We were sitting so close, and we made a sudden move again. The man didn't react at all, and I slapped him loudly and crisply.

"You!" The man was furious, stood up with a whoosh, and glared at me, but the next moment he was honest, because there was a cold pistol pointed at his forehead.

I do not believe that he is not afraid of death.

"Sit down." I ordered coldly.

The man thought for a while, and sat down slowly with a somewhat disconvinced expression.

I sneered coldly and said: "If you want to play tricks on me, you don't take a piss to take care of yourself, do you deserve it?"

(End of this chapter)