Urban God-level Bodyguard

"Heh, then I would like to hear how much your kneeling is worth?" Qu Guanyi was already angry, but at this time it was only even more angry.

But because of this, he felt even more that this little bodyguard was making trouble unreasonably, and could not produce any evidence that the phone was a fake!

Zhang Xingyun paced twice, and then fixed himself: "I, Zhang Xingyun, only knelt down on my own father when I was born, so naturally I won't kneel down to others, even if it's just a bet!"

"Hmph, I don't think you can produce evidence to prove it, it's a high-sounding statement, but a clown, a waste of time!"

Qu Guanyi sneered, and then looked at Mo Qingyun, and said, "Uncle Mo, let's take a look at the present I gave you. I finally came back once. The time for everyone to get together is already short, but can't It will be destroyed again."

Qu Guanyi completely ignored Zhang Xingyun, and it was a bit ridiculous to think about it.

In your own capacity, what is the ink stain with such a jumping clown?

It's so unpretentious!

"This..." Mo Qingyun looked at Zhang Xingyun.

"It's impossible to kneel, but if I can't produce evidence to prove that the phone is true or false, then just like you, I will pay you the equivalent, how about it?" Zhang Xingyun said.

Zhang Xingyun didn't lie. He was only born on his knees. Even his mother never kneeled before in his memory, let alone others!

Even if he thinks he will not lose, he never takes his knees to make a bet, because kneeling is the same as insulting him!

So at this time Zhang Xingyun's heart was cold and cold. Since the other party dared to say such a bet, he would not give a "rebate", but it was a little unreasonable!

"Oh?" Qu Guanyi immediately became interested, but immediately sneered and shook his head, and said: "We are serious, you know, my mom's mobile phone costs two million US dollars. Twenty million yuan, and I don’t think you can spend so much money!"

"This..." Mo Qingyun started to speak.

"Uncle Mo, this is a bet between us, you don't need your sponsorship!" Zhang Xingyun waved his hand and stopped what Mo Qingyun was about to say.

Mo Qingyun stared blankly, the ghost wants to sponsor you, I just want to persuade you not to gamble!

It's just that Zhang Xingyun choked in his throat and couldn't say it. If he said it, wouldn't it appear that he was very unjust.

It's just that this is a bet of nearly 20 million. Although Mo Qingyun started the company as a boss, so much money is already a huge amount to him, and he definitely won't sponsor Zhang Xingyun.

Fortunately, Zhang Xingyun had already said something first. He coughed and didn't persuade Zhang Xingyun. He always felt that this kid was a bit peculiar and had a feeling that he couldn't see through.

"Mu Mu, you have to think about it and don't let my dad sponsor you, how can you get so much money?" Mo Xixue said suddenly.

Mo Qingyun just took a sip of tea and almost squirted it out, okay, it really deserves to be raised by someone else's daughter, this is not married yet, she is going to outsiders, you are cheating!

The faint smile on Qu Guanyi's face disappeared, and suddenly became a little cold. He looked at Zhang Xingyun and said, "Don't be incapable, but also swollen face to fill the fat man!"

He was very angry. Hearing what Mo Xixue meant, he obviously wanted to help this kid, and he was called so affectionate. It would be strange if there was no other relationship!

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