God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The clerk felt bitter in her heart. No matter how much she complained in her heart, she still didn't dare to speak. She could only hide aside and prepare to wait for them to finish the fight before going in.

As for whether people will die or not...

The clerk blinked.

It has nothing to do with her, right?

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The atmosphere in the box became more and more solemn. Both parties were holding guns and their eyes were cold and impatient.

Qi Yue's hands hanging on his knees were shaking a little, and his throat rolled. He didn't expect that this alpha would have such a bad temper.

Are they really planning to beat people to death in this coffee shop?

The young man who was completely opposite to Qi Yue's anxiety calmly lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

He slowly raised his head and licked the remaining coffee stains at the corner of his mouth. His whole person looked a little cold and seductive.

In a daze, all the alphas in the box seemed to smell the fragrant rose fragrance. It was strong and hot, and seemed to be a fragrance that wanted to pierce everyone's taste buds.

He Ziyun looked at them with crooked eyes, "Do you mean that betas and omegas are trash that can be insulted and shot at will?"

The leader of the alphas recovered from the strange trance. When he smelled it again, the strong rose fragrance had disappeared, making him almost think that he had smelled it wrong.

He pursed his lips. Even though his heart was indeed what the young man said, the alpha still said duplicitously:

"No, I just can't stand a beta talking nonsense here——"

"nonsense?"

He Ziyun interrupted him with a smile: "He is my butler, and everything he says and does represents what I mean. Don't tell me you don't understand."

"You just want to kill the chicken to scare the monkey. You treat my housekeeper as a "chicken" and my master as a "monkey." You are really a smart person. "

"What do you know? You're just an omega—" The alpha's face turned red as his thoughts were exposed on the spot. He wanted to refute something, but was stopped by a male voice coming from the box door.

"Wu Yan, pay attention to your tone."

The visitor was standing by the box door. He glanced sideways at the clerk who was about to shrink into the corner. He reached out and took the tray from the other person's hand with a gentle voice.

"Let me do it."

The clerk nodded flattered, "Thank you."

"Need not."

After the man finished speaking, he walked towards the box carrying the tray.

With the appearance of the man, the originally aggressive alpha in the box, Wu Yan, instantly calmed down a lot.

"minister."

Wu Yan shouted in a low voice.

The man stepped forward and bent down to place the tray on the coffee table. After standing up straight, he patted Wu Yan's shoulder, "Why are you still holding a gun? It hurts feelings so much. Put it down quickly."

Wu Yan listened to his words and immediately put down the pistol in his hand.

The man stretched out his hand to hold the frame on the bridge of his nose, raised his eyes and smiled at the young man on the sofa opposite the coffee table:

"Mr. He, I want to apologize to you on behalf of Wu Yan. He has an impatient temper and does many things without thinking."

He Ziyun raised his eyes and looked at him, not sure whether he believed it or not:

"Wu Shulin?"

He is the newly appointed director of the "Miracle" Technology Department. He is only less than thirty years old, but he can stand out among a group of seniors with very senior qualifications.

Wu Shulin is not a simple person.

"Mr. He actually knows me? It's my honor."

Wu Shulin looked very gentle. He walked to the sofa next to Qi Yue and sat down. He seemed not to care that he was sitting on an equal footing with a beta. His tone remained calm:

"This time it's because we are arresting some gangsters who disrupt the order of the main city. Wu Yan misjudged the wrong person and offended him."

After speaking, Wu Shulin lowered his head to pick up the coffee on the tray in front of him and took a sip.

The next second, his face twisted slightly.

"It seems the rumors are true."

He Ziyun leaned back, lazily propped up his cheeks and looked at Wu Shulin, whose face was distorted by the bitterness of the black coffee, and said with a smile:

"They say Minister Wu can't endure hardship. It turns out it's true."

The young man seemed to be sighing and teasing, but his eyes were clear.

Only if he really believed what Wu Shulin said.

Whether Wu Yan directly led people into the box from the beginning, or whether Wu Yan later mocked them in person as betas and omegas without any scruples, it was enough to prove Wu Shulin's true attitude.

Even if it wasn't that bad, it would never be the kind of "goodwill" that was deliberately shown now.

Wu Shulin closed his eyes, and his mouth was filled with the bitter taste of coffee. It was so bitter that he was a little dazed, but he had to swallow it hard.

"Fortunately, Mr. He, I thought that omega would prefer sweeter drinks."

He shook his head as he spoke, as if he was not the one with the bitter look on his face just now, and sighed:

"I took it too naturally."

Next to him, Qi Yue was sitting on the sofa, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He wanted to get up, but he felt that if he got up now, he would definitely attract everyone's attention, and then all the unsafe guns would be pointed at him.

Qi Yue: "..."

He reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​getting up and shrank back a little, trying to reduce his presence.

But it turns out that Wu Shulin didn't take him seriously. Wu Shulin just stared at He Ziyun who didn't say a word, and said with a hint:

"What is Mr. He thinking about?"

Looking from Wu Shulin's angle, he could just see the slightly red corners of the young man's eyes and the light color of his pupils. He looked at him like a lazy white cat.

Wu Shulin's heart moved.

"What are you thinking about?"

He Ziyun didn't seem to notice the change in Wu Shulin's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the dark coffee on the table, and curled his lips:

"I was thinking, you guys ruined my afternoon tea, how can I get some happiness back."

Wu Shulin was stunned on the spot.

He thought that he would be done with it if he apologized, but he didn't expect that He Ziyun wouldn't stop.

He Ziyun just caught the emotion in Wu Shulin's eyes. He lowered his eyelids to cover up the sarcasm in his eyes:

"Minister Wu, your subordinate offended me, even if you apologize on his behalf, do I have to forgive him?"

Under the light, the smile on the young man's lips grew deeper, and he reached out and hooked the bodyguard behind him.

The latter stepped forward, closed the safety on the gun and handed it to the young man, then lowered his head and returned to the original path.

Wu Shulin looked at their movements, thought of something, and his face turned a little ugly for a moment.

After getting the gun, He Ziyun played with the delicate pistol in his hand with great interest, and slowly opened the safety that the bodyguard had carefully closed.

"Click."

The insurance is on.

Wu Shulin was startled. Just as he was about to speak to stop him, he heard a "bang" sound of gunshots exploding in his ears.