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Chapter 96 Crazy woman can’t use common sense to reason
One is a respected master and the other is a childhood sweetheart.
Colleen was very upset.
Growing up, except when it came to women, Mike had always been reliable, and Colleen was more inclined to trust him.And, as Mike said, what he said is easy to verify.
Her original intention was to help those street children, but she unexpectedly sent the children into a deeper abyss. This was completely unacceptable to Colleen.
"No! I want to confront the teacher...him!" Colleen stood up suddenly.
Mike grabbed her.
Colleen's eyes were firm: "Don't stop me!"
Mike: "I'm not trying to stop you, but...do you know where Botu is?"
Yes!
After thinking about it, Colleen realized that it was Botu who contacted her every time, and she didn't know where Botu lived.Thinking about it more carefully, Botu has always played the role of a compassionate and wise elder in front of her, so Colleen respects him.
However, if you want to understand a person, you need details.
Thinking about it this way, Botu is more like a perfect image than a living person.Living people have joys, sorrows, strengths and weaknesses, and sometimes they are stupid.
Colleen sat down slumped, and then her eyes were like daggers: "Don't let go yet!"
Mike muttered under his breath: "You won't get pregnant if you hold hands."
"What did you say!" Colleen said angrily, her eyebrows raised.
"Haha." Mike said with a shy face, not timid at all.
Thin skinned?
nonexistent.
Daredevil looked at Mike interacting with Colleen, and then compared it with the "killer" he knew, and thought: "Which one is the real you?"
Iron Fist was a little anxious. Mike hadn't mentioned anything about him yet. Seeing that Colleen and Mike were flirting, he quickly asked.
Mike said that Hadlow Meacham colluded with the Hand, laundered money for the Hand, and that its large terminals facilitated the Hand's criminal activities.
Iron Fist also said: "How do I know whether what you say is true or false?"
Mike laughed on the spot.
Believe it or not, love.
What has it got to do with me?
All information fees are confiscated.
It's like a woman walking on the road, and suddenly someone points at you and says, "You are not a woman!"Do you think the woman would take out her ID or take off her pants to verify her identity, or would she call her "crazy"?
No talk!
Iron Fist was stunned for a moment before reacting.His emotional intelligence is not low, but he has stayed in Kunlun for a long time and is not used to the sophistication of the outside world.
"Sorry." Iron Fist apologized directly.
Apology from a millionaire worth $50 billion.
A little cool.
Mike was much better impressed with the curly hair.
However, Iron Fist was skeptical of Mike's statement, not because he thought Mike was deliberately deceiving, but because he had a very good impression of the Meacham siblings.If it weren't for the support of the two brothers and sisters, Iron Fist wouldn't have been able to get back the Rand family inheritance so easily.
That's $50 billion.
Don't you know how many brothers and sisters are fighting in court over a house, and they never interact with each other until they die.
"Thank you." Iron Fist thanked Mike again, "I will investigate this matter clearly."
Mike put a business card on the bar and pushed it over: "So far, the commission completion rate is [-]%, the fees are low, the service is considerate, and we are honest."
In terms of money, the system treats Mike like a history of blood and tears that beats workers, but it charges employers very cheaply.If it weren't for the ability to gain soul energy and destiny energy, believe it or not, Mike would be on strike!
Don’t strong people need money?
Even if the money cannot be used or spent, it will be comfortable to look at lying in the account.
Deceiving too much!
Iron Fist picked up the business card and looked at it carefully until he saw "ghostwriting assignment"... Is this "ghostwriting assignment" a literal meaning, or is it some kind of code word?
Seeing Iron Fist's expression getting weird, Colleen moved closer.
He burst into laughter.
From what she knew about Mike, it was definitely literal.
He pushed Mike and said, "Still so immoral!" He felt a little better for no reason.
Mike disagreed. How could ghostwriting be unfair?
Everyone has their own thoughts, today is not a good time to reminisce about the past.Mike drank two glasses of whiskey. Before leaving, he asked Colleen to be careful not to confront Botou alone and to call him if anything happened.
"That's annoying!" Colleen pretended to be impatient and said goodbye with a smile.
When driving a sports car through an intersection, Mike hesitated and turned the steering wheel left.
He decided to go see Jessica.
Looking up from downstairs, the lights in Jessica's apartment went out.
Arriving at the door, Mike heard the sound of rushing water and muffled sobs.
"Would you like to call Trish and ask her to comfort Jessica? Forget it...she has to go to work tomorrow." Mike put the phone back in his pocket and knocked on the door.
no response.
The door was locked.
So Mike just opened the door.
Simple and crude.
effective.
In the bathroom, the faucet of the wash basin was turned on, and the shower head was also turned on, facing Jessica who was huddled in the corner of the bathroom.
Mike turned off the faucet and shower.
"You are the victim. I killed the purple man, so... why are you torturing yourself? I really can't understand it. You must be sick."
"Get out!" Jessica grabbed the soap and threw it over.
pat!
The soap fell to the ground and slid happily for a few meters.
Do you want to pick it up?
"Oh, a dog bites Lu Dongbin, but he doesn't know a good heart! Come out."
"No!"
"I say it again, come out!"
"This is my home. I can do whatever I want. You have no control over it."
Mike strode forward and hugged Jessica.
Only this time did Mike realize that this girl, who was 1.7 meters tall and possessed super strength, was unexpectedly thin.
Jessica was only wearing a small tank top at this time, and she got wet.
Well, sure, A is correct.
"Look at what!"
Snapped!
Jessica slapped Mike in the face.
It hurts.
Mike was stunned for a moment, "You crazy bitch..."
Before she finished speaking, Jessica hooked her arms around Mike's neck, clamped her legs around her waist, and hung on him like a sloth.
Use your lips to block Mike's curse words.
Lips are cold!
"She is indeed a crazy woman." Mike thought to himself.
At first I was just a little worried.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a war of words.
Good guy!
Mike was not to be outdone.
Hiss!
If the enemy is ashamed, I will take off her clothes!
Tactical suppression!
Jessica was not to be outdone.
After you sing, I will appear on the stage, and you will really meet your opponent.
boom!
The poor, innocent bed was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a groan.
Fortunately, there is a mattress.
the next day.
When Mike woke up, there was nothing around him. He felt the big spring that collapsed from the mattress.
Um...the mattress was also killed.
He got up, took a cold shower, and prepared to put on... well, his clothes and pants were all torn yesterday.
Phew~ Fortunately, the system space always has clothes, otherwise women's clothes?
Mike took out his cell phone, which contained a text message from Jessica.
[I went to work, woke up and left by myself, pretending that what happened last night never happened.Also, if Trish finds out, be careful and cut her off for good. 】
[Also if the bed or mattress is broken, each person will bear half the responsibility, AA, and the bill will be sent to you later.You dismantled the door, and you are responsible for repairing and installing it. 】
Mike read the text message blankly, and it took a while before he managed to calm down: "Fuck!"
I dare to be a tool again.
Who will pay if your waist is broken?
Who will pay for the hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals who were killed last night?
Colleen was very upset.
Growing up, except when it came to women, Mike had always been reliable, and Colleen was more inclined to trust him.And, as Mike said, what he said is easy to verify.
Her original intention was to help those street children, but she unexpectedly sent the children into a deeper abyss. This was completely unacceptable to Colleen.
"No! I want to confront the teacher...him!" Colleen stood up suddenly.
Mike grabbed her.
Colleen's eyes were firm: "Don't stop me!"
Mike: "I'm not trying to stop you, but...do you know where Botu is?"
Yes!
After thinking about it, Colleen realized that it was Botu who contacted her every time, and she didn't know where Botu lived.Thinking about it more carefully, Botu has always played the role of a compassionate and wise elder in front of her, so Colleen respects him.
However, if you want to understand a person, you need details.
Thinking about it this way, Botu is more like a perfect image than a living person.Living people have joys, sorrows, strengths and weaknesses, and sometimes they are stupid.
Colleen sat down slumped, and then her eyes were like daggers: "Don't let go yet!"
Mike muttered under his breath: "You won't get pregnant if you hold hands."
"What did you say!" Colleen said angrily, her eyebrows raised.
"Haha." Mike said with a shy face, not timid at all.
Thin skinned?
nonexistent.
Daredevil looked at Mike interacting with Colleen, and then compared it with the "killer" he knew, and thought: "Which one is the real you?"
Iron Fist was a little anxious. Mike hadn't mentioned anything about him yet. Seeing that Colleen and Mike were flirting, he quickly asked.
Mike said that Hadlow Meacham colluded with the Hand, laundered money for the Hand, and that its large terminals facilitated the Hand's criminal activities.
Iron Fist also said: "How do I know whether what you say is true or false?"
Mike laughed on the spot.
Believe it or not, love.
What has it got to do with me?
All information fees are confiscated.
It's like a woman walking on the road, and suddenly someone points at you and says, "You are not a woman!"Do you think the woman would take out her ID or take off her pants to verify her identity, or would she call her "crazy"?
No talk!
Iron Fist was stunned for a moment before reacting.His emotional intelligence is not low, but he has stayed in Kunlun for a long time and is not used to the sophistication of the outside world.
"Sorry." Iron Fist apologized directly.
Apology from a millionaire worth $50 billion.
A little cool.
Mike was much better impressed with the curly hair.
However, Iron Fist was skeptical of Mike's statement, not because he thought Mike was deliberately deceiving, but because he had a very good impression of the Meacham siblings.If it weren't for the support of the two brothers and sisters, Iron Fist wouldn't have been able to get back the Rand family inheritance so easily.
That's $50 billion.
Don't you know how many brothers and sisters are fighting in court over a house, and they never interact with each other until they die.
"Thank you." Iron Fist thanked Mike again, "I will investigate this matter clearly."
Mike put a business card on the bar and pushed it over: "So far, the commission completion rate is [-]%, the fees are low, the service is considerate, and we are honest."
In terms of money, the system treats Mike like a history of blood and tears that beats workers, but it charges employers very cheaply.If it weren't for the ability to gain soul energy and destiny energy, believe it or not, Mike would be on strike!
Don’t strong people need money?
Even if the money cannot be used or spent, it will be comfortable to look at lying in the account.
Deceiving too much!
Iron Fist picked up the business card and looked at it carefully until he saw "ghostwriting assignment"... Is this "ghostwriting assignment" a literal meaning, or is it some kind of code word?
Seeing Iron Fist's expression getting weird, Colleen moved closer.
He burst into laughter.
From what she knew about Mike, it was definitely literal.
He pushed Mike and said, "Still so immoral!" He felt a little better for no reason.
Mike disagreed. How could ghostwriting be unfair?
Everyone has their own thoughts, today is not a good time to reminisce about the past.Mike drank two glasses of whiskey. Before leaving, he asked Colleen to be careful not to confront Botou alone and to call him if anything happened.
"That's annoying!" Colleen pretended to be impatient and said goodbye with a smile.
When driving a sports car through an intersection, Mike hesitated and turned the steering wheel left.
He decided to go see Jessica.
Looking up from downstairs, the lights in Jessica's apartment went out.
Arriving at the door, Mike heard the sound of rushing water and muffled sobs.
"Would you like to call Trish and ask her to comfort Jessica? Forget it...she has to go to work tomorrow." Mike put the phone back in his pocket and knocked on the door.
no response.
The door was locked.
So Mike just opened the door.
Simple and crude.
effective.
In the bathroom, the faucet of the wash basin was turned on, and the shower head was also turned on, facing Jessica who was huddled in the corner of the bathroom.
Mike turned off the faucet and shower.
"You are the victim. I killed the purple man, so... why are you torturing yourself? I really can't understand it. You must be sick."
"Get out!" Jessica grabbed the soap and threw it over.
pat!
The soap fell to the ground and slid happily for a few meters.
Do you want to pick it up?
"Oh, a dog bites Lu Dongbin, but he doesn't know a good heart! Come out."
"No!"
"I say it again, come out!"
"This is my home. I can do whatever I want. You have no control over it."
Mike strode forward and hugged Jessica.
Only this time did Mike realize that this girl, who was 1.7 meters tall and possessed super strength, was unexpectedly thin.
Jessica was only wearing a small tank top at this time, and she got wet.
Well, sure, A is correct.
"Look at what!"
Snapped!
Jessica slapped Mike in the face.
It hurts.
Mike was stunned for a moment, "You crazy bitch..."
Before she finished speaking, Jessica hooked her arms around Mike's neck, clamped her legs around her waist, and hung on him like a sloth.
Use your lips to block Mike's curse words.
Lips are cold!
"She is indeed a crazy woman." Mike thought to himself.
At first I was just a little worried.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a war of words.
Good guy!
Mike was not to be outdone.
Hiss!
If the enemy is ashamed, I will take off her clothes!
Tactical suppression!
Jessica was not to be outdone.
After you sing, I will appear on the stage, and you will really meet your opponent.
boom!
The poor, innocent bed was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a groan.
Fortunately, there is a mattress.
the next day.
When Mike woke up, there was nothing around him. He felt the big spring that collapsed from the mattress.
Um...the mattress was also killed.
He got up, took a cold shower, and prepared to put on... well, his clothes and pants were all torn yesterday.
Phew~ Fortunately, the system space always has clothes, otherwise women's clothes?
Mike took out his cell phone, which contained a text message from Jessica.
[I went to work, woke up and left by myself, pretending that what happened last night never happened.Also, if Trish finds out, be careful and cut her off for good. 】
[Also if the bed or mattress is broken, each person will bear half the responsibility, AA, and the bill will be sent to you later.You dismantled the door, and you are responsible for repairing and installing it. 】
Mike read the text message blankly, and it took a while before he managed to calm down: "Fuck!"
I dare to be a tool again.
Who will pay if your waist is broken?
Who will pay for the hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals who were killed last night?
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