Chapter 305 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (24)

Hearing this, Sheng Jinghua's fair fingers paused, and a gleam of coldness flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

There was still that gentle smile on his handsome and elegant face, he adjusted his glasses slightly, and refused when he opened his mouth.

"impossible."

Fu Yue couldn't understand Sheng Jinghua's thoughts, and said lightly: "Why? As far as I know, you don't like me."

Sheng Jinghua chuckled lightly: "Of course I don't like you. Being with you is just a thrill. It's really rare to give Qi Jin a cuckold."

As he spoke, his tone was somewhat regretful.

Fu Yue: "..."

Sure enough, she couldn't understand the perverted thoughts.

Unreasonable, Fu Yue threatened directly, "Sheng Jinghua, if you don't want the cargo at Pier No. 9 to be discovered by others, then don't come to me again."

"Tell me, if I tell Qi Jin about such a batch of goods, will he take care of it?"

Sheng Jinghua lowered his eyes, and the smile gradually disappeared on his elegant and handsome face.

Of course, he couldn't be more clear about what that batch of goods was.

poison.

How could Qi Jin ignore drug smuggling?

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point.

Sheng Jinghua smiled slowly, his pale eyebrows curved in surprise, and he said calmly: "Really, Chi Yue, are you threatening me?"

"But think about it, Chi Yue, knowing so many things, how can you be sure that you can get out of Paramount tonight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of bodyguards outside the door broke into the door with guns in hand.

Fu Yue cursed secretly.

Sure enough, she knew that this hypocrite would not let her go so easily.

With a flash of her feet, Fu Yue's movements were unbelievably fast, almost in an instant, she was next to Sheng Jinghua.

In everyone's unbelievable eyes.

Fu Yue took out a small gun, loaded it quickly, and then put it against the man's fair chin, grabbed Sheng Jinghua's neckline with the other hand, and pulled his red lips: "Master Sheng, what about now, I Can you still walk away?"

The group of bodyguards also loaded their guns in an instant, and then pointed at Fu Yue. The head of the bodyguards cursed: "Damn you bitch, you still haven't released the master for me."

Fu Yuequan thought he was farting.

Sheng Jinghua was tall, but because Fu Yue was wearing high heels, he was not short, so he was just able to hold him hostage.

The woman tugged her delicate and flowery lips, and said in a cold and seductive voice, "How is it? Patriarch Sheng, come with me."

Even if someone put a gun to the chin.

Sheng Jinghua still had that elegant and clean look, and the smile in those peach blossom eyes was even stronger, "If you kill me, you won't be able to get out."

He stated a fact very calmly.

Fu Yue also calmly said: "I know, I didn't intend to kill you, as long as Patriarch Sheng cooperates with me and walks with me to a place I think is safe, I will naturally let you go."

Saying that, Fu Yue grabbed Sheng Jinghua's neckline with one hand, put a gun against his chin with the other hand, held him hostage, and walked out slowly.

The group of bodyguards didn't dare to act rashly, and they also retreated one by one, but they still pointed their guns at Fu Yue.

Sheng Jinghua cooperated with Fu Yue to take him away. He glanced at the bodyguards holding their guns, and said lightly, "Why, don't you see that I'm a hostage now? They want to rebel one by one? Step back. "

The head of the bodyguard hesitated, "Patriarch, but..."

Sheng Jinghua raised his tone and spoke displeasedly.

"Back off."