The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

Looking at the romantic history above, Rong Xuan's face turned cold. He thought it was a well-behaved little pet, but he didn't look so slutty, but there was one thing that he was very concerned about, that was the fact that he was once taken care of by Dongfang Luo.

Back then, Dongfang Luo fell in love with a boy, and he almost tried his best to treat him well, and protected him extremely tightly. Even a competitor like him never dug up any useful information, but now he has the heart to let his own Careful heart reduced to this point?

To say that you give up is to give up so completely?

Or, is this just one of his tricks?

Rong Xuan, who always liked to think from the worst level, had countless conspiracy theories flashing through his mind, and he suppressed his desire to get rid of this person as soon as possible.

You might as well stay by your side and see what the hell Dongfang Luo is trying to do?

Even if we can't dig out any useful information, at least he is a hostage. The crazy look of that person at that time is still talked about by people in the circle. If necessary, it should not be difficult to negotiate a condition.

So Lang wanted to be a concubine, and the two actually got along happily, and with their own little thoughts, they wanted to achieve some unknown goals.

Sleeping on feet, facing each other naked, the body is so close, but the two hearts are as inaccessible as if thousands of mountains and rivers are separated.

It's a big drama of sharing the same bed and different dreams.

"My little baby, what do you want? I'll give you whatever you want. After all, I love you so much. Come, tell me, eh?"

Rong Xuan affectionately kissed him on the forehead, cherishing and cherishing it, his pair of deep eyes were even darker and shiny, full of love and obsession, it seemed that he could not accommodate anything else except the person in front of him.

Such a familiar expression made Shen Ruoxuan stunned for a moment, and couldn't help overlapping his eyes with the former Dongfang Luo, but he soon came to his senses.

Dongfang Luo is the culprit who brought him to this point, and he must be eliminated quickly. Right now, isn't there the best chance?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help softening his brows and eyes, sneaked into the man's arms obediently like a cat, rubbed them flatteringly, and then began to tearfully complain about Dongfang Luo's ruthlessness and torture to him, and finally concluded, "I want The Dongfang Group no longer exists, and Dongfang Luo has nothing!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely here, but he didn't notice that Rong Xuan's arm holding him stiffened for a moment, took a few deep breaths, and barely suppressed the thought of throwing the person out of his arms.

Even the former benefactor can bite back, how dark and poisonous is this person's heart?

And as far as he knew, Dongfang Luo didn't do anything wrong to him. This shows how narrow-minded and vicious this person must be.

This is not a docile domestic cat, what a beauty snake!

Mu Xichen was not worried or surprised when he received the news that the protagonist Gong Shou was together along the plot.

The current Shen Ruoxuan is not the famous musical genius, noble son, the Dongfang Group is not the corrupt and decaying building that is full of loopholes, and his Rong Group is not an indestructible business myth.

When these two people are together, there is no match. It seems that the plan can be started ahead of schedule.

An order from the superiors, and the inferiors ran away. The land of Ronggang is too involved, and the benefits visible to the naked eye are also attractive enough, not to mention the fact that it is the government. The benefits of reputation are even more numerous. Everyone wants to get involved, so they have been procrastinating until now, and there is no formal bidding.

Zhang Hai took the company's bid book, distributed it and made various arrangements in an orderly manner, and at the same time secretly sent a message out. He didn't smile out of relief until the screen lit up again and he saw the message clearly.

As long as this is accomplished, he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life!

"Boss! We got it, it's a success!" Rong Xuan's secretary's excited voice came from the receiver, accompanied by other chattering noises and arguments, making it a headache.

He calmly took the phone away, and his tone was still domineering and cold, "Understood, isn't this inevitable? Get out as soon as it's over. I want to announce the news myself and arrange the follow-up matters."

The Rong Group is enjoying a bright spring here, but the Dongfang Group is far from the gloomy clouds and mist as imagined. Mu Xichen symbolically regretted the failure of the bidding, and then generously gave everyone in the company a small vacation. At the same time as guilty, the loyalty to the company is also higher, except for one person.

Zhang Hai was sweating coldly as he accepted the kind care from his immediate superior, especially when the man behind him looked at him, as if he was going to swallow him alive, but within ten minutes, he seemed to have walked through the gate of hell. The back is completely soaked.

After finally ending the conversation, when I walked to the door, I heard the man who had been silent all this time say in a low voice, "Secretary Zhang, go back and relax, but pay attention to safety, you have walked too much at night, and be careful not to sprain your feet."

Zhang Hai almost stumbled with his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot. He managed to stagger to stabilize his figure, but he didn't dare to look back. What did they know?

But it's impossible, if he exposed himself, the president must have done it long ago, it's impossible to let Rong Gang's fat slip away!

Moreover, his mission has not been fully completed, and he can't run now, Zhang Hai can only go home tremblingly, forcing himself to calm down, as long as he pretends that nothing happened, he will be fine, they have no evidence!

However, when he was fainted by a strange fragrance, his fuzzy mind finally realized that he was wrong, completely wrong.

With the disposition of their little president, they don't need any evidence at all if they want to deal with him, so Jiang Fushan is the best lesson from the past!

Mu Xichen put down the things in his hands, and squeezed his tired brows. He Junchen went back early these two days because of something in the gang, and it has been almost a week now. Still vaguely uneasy.

The restless and swollen emotions throbbed in his chest, spreading to all his limbs, and his whole body was almost stiff, feeling extremely restless.

What will happen?

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, the gang is rioting!

In the original text, He Junchen died in gang violence!

His father was a country made by fighting with a knife, but his body was broken in the early years. It was not easy to have a son like He Junchen, and it hurt like an eyeball. But in the eyes of his relatives, he It's too much of an eyesore.

Originally, it was one of his cousins ​​who joined forces with another European mafia to encircle him and kill the old man so that he could take over the gang. It was only because He Junchen had been staying in Huaguo for him that he had to temporarily run aground. After all, Huaguo Guns are banned, which is why the men in black can only use controlled knives last time.

But this time the old man was seriously ill and there was chaos within the gang. As a son, he had to go back. Isn't this the best time?

Mu Xichen stood up abruptly, bringing the chair down with a huge movement, but he never looked back, and hurried out, his hands shaking violently.

He quickly made arrangements, while using 233 location to find someone, while contacting his own private jet.

At this moment, the company, the protagonist, and the tasks are all left behind by him. All he cares about is that man!

Originally came from hatred, in order to avenge the Lord God, he did not hesitate to use himself as the price, but he accidentally met that man, became able to enjoy life, and became regretful of his life. If something happened to him, then no matter how much energy he absorbed, he would defeat the Lord God. What's the point!

With his old man on his back, He Junchen retreated steadily under the support of several loyal subordinates.

Damn it, I didn't expect that he would have so many traitors in just one month. I really don't know how many benefits He Chengan promised them, making them turn around and sell their master!

"Young master, you take the master to go first, we can resist for a while, and there is a secret room from here. It is a safe room specially prepared by the master. There is enough food and water in it. Wait until Qiangzi brings people over, and take this Chop up all the offal, it's safe!"

A man covered with scars covered his arms, felt the sweat on his forehead, and gently touched his face, adding two red marks to his already fierce face, which was extremely annoying.

He was rescued from the hail of bullets by He Junchen himself, so there is no doubt about his loyalty.

He Junchen pursed his lips, and knew that this was the best way at the moment. He still had the old man on his back, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a mess.

But obviously some people didn't want him to escape so easily. Before the man could finish his sentence, he was shot again in his right leg, and he fell down at his feet, losing his mobility immediately. But even so, he still With a backhand, he fired a shot in the direction the bullet came from just now.

"Let's go... let's go!"

He Junchen gritted his teeth hard, his jaw was tense, his eyes were slightly red, full of pure killing intent and strong hatred, he turned and ran with the old man on his back, but when he heard another burst of wind, he turned around quickly , blocked the shot with his chest.

The sound of violent gunshots seemed to be covered with a layer of sponge cloth, humming and rumbling, rushing in like a tide, and it was hard to hear clearly.

The pain of lack of oxygen made his mind more and more dizzy, but miraculously, he did not encounter any enemies again. It was not until he was held by a pair of cool hands, and a cold fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose, that he vaguely heard someone who was familiar with him. The inconceivable voice said, "He... If you... die, I will... marry ten or eight of them, and I will piss you off!"

The previous words are intermittent, but the second half of the sentence is very clear.

Just the meaning of it, not that pleasant.

He Junchen hooked the corners of his lips, and wanted to answer, but there was only a heart-piercing cough, and the stabbing pain from his chest made his sanity even more dizzy, and he couldn't think about anything.

But even so, he still thought instinctively:

Ah, if you marry one, I will kill the other, until no one dares to marry.

Besides, you want to marry me, how can you marry someone?