Cynthia’s Cat

Creel pulled the pistol, and if Philip played any tricks, he would shoot immediately.

Philip's eyes rolled, this man really came for Leon. Isn't Leon an orphan? Why do you know such a powerful person?

Philip felt that he would not tell Leon’s whereabouts. This would not only damage the bakery’s business, but also implicate his family. As long as he did not admit that the basement was very hidden, no one could find Leon.

"I...I don't know what you are talking about. Leon hasn't been in the store for many days, and I don't know his whereabouts."

"Oh, are you? Are you sure you don't know where Leon is? I'll give you another chance. If you still don't tell the truth, the gun in my hand will be rude."

What is said here is also his shop, Philip actually didn't think the man in front of him would really kill him, he was just scaring him.

As a businessman, Philip has dealt with many people, whether it is the elite of the upper class or the rogue on the street, he can handle it.

According to the data, Leon is an orphan, and in this world where interests are paramount, he doesn't believe that anyone will actually be charged with murder for an insignificant person.

"Two days ago, Leon failed to complete the tasks he was supposed to do because of his dereliction of duty. Now the child has a very stubborn temper. After I educate him a few times, he can't stand it and left the bakery. This Many people in the bakery can testify about the matter. If you don’t believe it, you can ask others."

Krell couldn't help but want to laugh, he looks so good to cheat?

He was puzzled by the fun, and Krell felt that he was a lot of patience.

Creel reduced the dangerous breath on his body and put down his hand holding the pistol, "It turns out that it is. I am Leon’s friend. Leon has not gone home a lot. I am very worried about Leon’s safety, so Will come to his place of work and ask."

The danger was temporarily relieved, and Philip breathed a sigh of relief. The man in front of him looked shrewd, but he was actually an idiot. Leon's secret would only be buried in the basement of the backyard forever.

"It's okay, just resolve the misunderstanding. Leon has already left. You can find Leon elsewhere."

Because there was no danger, Philip said as he walked to the desk, there was a pistol in the left drawer of his desk, and the man absolutely couldn't let him leave here alive.

Krell can see everything in his eyes. He hates businessmen very much, and he also hates dealing with these people. They are hypocritical and often pretend to be very successful and kind. They are a group of blood-sucking bugs, sucking ordinary people. Flesh and flesh makes this world more distorted.

The corners of Creel's mouth raised, with a hypocritical smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Philip, this time I was too reckless."

Philip had a smirk, but in fact he had been thinking about **** the person in front of him.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, we are friends if the misunderstanding is resolved."

Philip has reached into the drawer on the left, his hand has touched the pistol, as long as the man turns around, he will shoot unceremoniously.

Philip reached out his hand to signal that Creel could leave.

Creel nodded in Philip's direction, and when he was about to turn around, he quickly bowed his head and dived in Philip's direction.

All the bullets Philip shot missed, Krell suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and he started shooting indiscriminately in resentment.