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Chapter 180(2/2)

The footsteps of "Dengdon" come from far to near, and the blue hair blocked the sunshine from the windows at the end of the corridor.

"Mr. Qian, call the police." He smiled, but his eyes were vicious.

Qian Ai straightened up and hung up the phone very openly: "No."

Blue hair weighed the brick again, the red brick and his blue hair, and it felt quite CP: "It is natural to pay back the debt, and I should call the police."

"I owe you money?" Qian Ai turned his head and looked at the office behind him with a silence and messy floor. He felt sad and suddenly understood why he had lost his memory. It was probably too painful and his mentality collapsed.

"Your way of lying to pay is so wonderful. I broke up with love the day before yesterday, was bitten by a dog yesterday, and pretended to be amnesia today?"

"...What's the reason for this!" He, the person involved, couldn't stand it.

"It doesn't matter. I won't get back the money anyway. I want you to understand one thing today. That's right, we Party B is a grandson, but you Party A don't bully people too much. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Let's see who die first!"

"No, brother, use your big double eyelids to take a look. My company is empty, and I'm barefoot too-"

The blue-haired hair is carrying a brick, and there is no way to listen to the words.

Qian Ai turned around decisively and ran away.

In terms of "knowing current affairs", he seems to have an impressive talent.

Unexpectedly, the blue hair ran like a flying one, and after only a few steps, he caught up.

Qian Ai didn't bother to talk and immediately protected his head with both hands.

The blue hair went down with a brick, and Hu Qian Ai was on the back of his hand.

Qian Ai stretched out his legs and tripped him down, and continued to run.

Blue hair jumped up and threw herself on his back.

Qian Ai pounced forward and turned around and saw that the brick had arrived at the door.

【Owl: Someone has used it on you~~】

"Bang!"

The bricks shattered on the tip of his nose.

Uh, broken.

Qian Ai sniffed, but it didn't hurt, but was choked by the red gray raised by the broken bricks.

Blue hair heard the footsteps and turned around alertly. Before he could see clearly what the two figures were running over, a distant and peaceful note sounded in his ears.

【Owl: Someone has used it on you~~】

Sleepy came, and Blue Hair lay on Qian Ai and fell asleep peacefully.

Qian Ai lying on the ground: "..."

Move or not, this is a problem.

"He shouldn't wake up in a short time." Wu Sheng came to the front, capturing the subtle sense of clicking on the stationery in his mind, while raising his blue hair to the base of the wall.

Xu Wang pulled Qian Ai up: "Are you okay?"

Qian Ai looked at the broken bricks on the ground, but the person was still confused and even forgot to be grateful: "How did you do it? Qigong? Spells?"

Xu Wang quickly reported himself to his house, otherwise the other party would have guessed Lingxiao Palace in a while: "My name is Xu Wang. The financial company downstairs sells financial products..."
Chapter completed!
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