The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 708 The Last Love
Han Chuan held the document steadily, it was worth hundreds of millions, and the official business was brought here to deal with, so it can be seen that sending Zhou Zining was really just a matter of chance.

Furthermore, Wen's is Bo's long-term partner, and in the end, he accidentally raised the other's appetite, and dared to open his mouth like a lion. If it was normal, there was room for discussion, but it happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Han Chuan had a big "fuck" in his heart, and he didn't show it at all in front of him.

When Bo Yanqing moved his foot, he followed suit.

"Bo Yanqing, stop!"

Zhou Zining panicked completely, she was afraid that Bo Yanqing was not joking, and she was also afraid that she would really be left behind.

"You really want to treat me like this? Are you not afraid of being known by Shu Xian?"

Bo Yanqing lowered her brow bone, and snorted, "If it wasn't for Shu Xian's sake, I would have endured it until now?"

Zhou Zining's eyes widened.

"Two hours is my last love for the book."

After saying that, Bo Yanqing went straight out.

The warehouse door was closed in front of his eyes, and only the temporary lamp above his head was left. It was dark and old. Under the lamp, it was full of dust floating in the air, and the smell was so decayed that it was disgusting.

Han Che glanced at the time.

"Two hours, you can do whatever you want. Don't blame me for being rude to anyone who dares to move her finger after two hours."

He didn't leave, just stood by and watched.

Turning a blind eye to Zhou Zining's angry stare, he glanced coldly at the men who were standing cramped and did not dare to move, and raised the corner of his lower lip viciously, "Don't move? That's fine, I'll cripple you and throw them back into the game go inside."

As soon as the words fell, everyone shuddered.

The man in front of him is wearing glasses, gentle, but his methods are really ruthless. The last time it fell into his hands, he almost lost half his life. Even the doctor couldn't find out where the injury was.

This time, no one hesitates anymore, neither left nor right will end well, and there are more than ten years of prison terms waiting for them, so it's better to have a good time before being sent back.

Besides, their resentment towards Zhou Zining was not small.

One or two people moved, and the rest of them surrounded Zhou Zining. She couldn't help but backed away, staggered and turned into running, and rushed to the warehouse door, beating non-stop, screaming Bo Yanqing's name.

No one knew who grabbed her feet, and when they pulled her back, they overturned her whole body. Several men either supported her shoulders or strangled her waist, and dragged her to a place where even the light could not reach.

"Get out! Get out of the way! Don't touch me!"

"What are you guys!"

"Bunch of beggars, get your dirty hands off me!"

"The smell literally makes me sick!"

With a "slap", Zhou Zining was slapped to the side, her mouth was full of blood, and her ears were buzzing, as if she had tinnitus, and when she could hear the voice again, she was full of cursing and foul language .

The sound of the clothes being torn and her screams were all mixed together, but no sound could be heard outside the warehouse.

Han Che let out a low hiss, and sat on several stacked wooden boxes with his back facing him, stepped on a bucket of paint lying horizontally, and sent a message to Han Chuan with his mobile phone.

"I feel like I'm not pure anymore."

Han Chuan replied in seconds: "If you don't want to go out, you can choose White Horse Temple or Qinglong Temple. Every year, Han Mang and I will donate some incense money to you to save your dirty soul."

Han Che sent a cold expression, "No, I'd rather be a little scum by Mr. Bo's side for the rest of my life."

Han Chuan: "Then say something!"

(End of this chapter)