The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Nangong Ming's assistant is a college student who has not graduated from college for a long time. Although he has no brains in doing things, he has always been diligent and knows how to measure, so Nangong Ming has always kept him by his side. Now there are two years.

In the past two years, I have not done things as I did at the beginning, and I have matured a lot. I didn't expect it to be like this again this time.

Thinking of this, Nangong Ming felt that something was wrong, so he stopped.

The little nurse felt that the person behind her was not moving, she turned her head to look at Nangong Ming and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't expect the nurse in the hospital to be a practitioner." Nangong Ming said softly, the nurse no longer had a shy smile on her face, and kicked Nangong Ming.

Without avoiding it, Nangong Ming pinched her foot in his hand, and then just like that, he threw her up and slammed her hard against the wall on one side.

The woman was smashed to pieces and stood up in a daze.

"Get out!" Nangong Ming snorted, and the woman quickly stood up and said to Nangong Ming, "Thank you XXX, get out now."

Sure enough, he is a member of the organization, and he is quite courageous, even daring to touch his woman.

"Not good!" Nangong Ming felt uneasy and turned the tiger away from the mountain.

Pulled his legs and ran towards Gu Ning's ward.

It was only twenty meters away from a corner, and Nangong Ming took less than ten seconds, but he felt that it was too long. Within a few minutes after he came out, it was enough for a killer to do too many things.

Kicking open the door of Gu Ning's ward, Gu Ning's bed was dressed like a nurse, holding a syringe in his hand and about to inject into Gu Ning's arm.

Nangong Ming took out a small knife from the pocket of the costume and threw it over, hitting the needle barrel, the needle barrel was knocked down, and the flying knife was directly inserted into the bedside table.

The man stood up quickly, and then ran towards the window. Nangong Ming was suddenly annoyed, and pulled out another knife from his arms, and threw it towards his leg, hitting him again.

If it wasn't because he was in the ward at this time, if it wasn't because there was no camera, then he would definitely think that he was filming a TV series, but no, he just threw the throwing knife into his leg with his bare hands.

The man lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Nangong Ming picked up the syringe that had just dropped, walked towards the man, and took off his mask.

As soon as Nangong Ming saw that person's appearance, he said calmly: "I know you, number 201. Recently, because you have done a few things for the organization, you are in the limelight, but do you know that the consequences of offending me will be disastrous."

After finishing speaking, he inserted the syringe into the man's leg. Seeing that the contents of the syringe were about to be injected, the man hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "No, this is... this is fugu poison."

Nangong Ming's face became even uglier. He didn't expect the people behind him to be so ruthless. As long as the fugu poison was injected, he would die immediately.

"Who is the person behind you? Who told you to come over!"

He really wanted to know who would dare to issue such an order.

Nangong Ming was like a devil at the moment, pressing the syringe in his hand and trying to push it into that person's flesh and blood little by little. As soon as he was about to go in, that person naturally didn't want to die.

Although the person behind him is also murderous, but compared to Nangong Ming's current appearance, at least there is still a little way to survive, and he said quickly: "Yes, the coffin."