The CEO admires the strong? I have been able to breathe independently since I was a child

next second.

The cell phones of his men started ringing.

The noise of all kinds of cell phone ringtones gave him a headache and he almost overturned his favorite clear soup pot.

Anyone who knows how to live will read people’s faces.

But these black-clad bodyguards obviously didn't know how to live their lives, and they had to wait until he drew his sword before turning off his phone.

"Luckily, you idiots are following me closely, otherwise I wouldn't be at ease."

It was spoken in Chinese and the people next to me couldn't understand it at all.

Men:

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"The boss said that since you are a capable person, he will pay your social security."

"Then I'm a regular soldier too. The police won't come and kill us based on the social security list."

"Shut up!!!" Dietrich slammed the table and stood up, his blue eyes emitting a cold light that almost stabbed these mentally retarded patients to death.

He took a deep breath and comforted himself, thinking that even if his brain was not working well, he just had to follow orders. It was difficult to find such a useful ox or horse among his confidants who were willing to risk their lives.

After a while, their phones rang again.

"Boss, it's Cass."

"Hang up!!!"

These old fools will be pissed off to death by them sooner or later.

"Responder al teléfono." A sexy male voice came from outside the window.

Then a black shadow flashed from the darkness to the edge of the table, as fast as a ghost peeled off from the night.

The bodyguards around him didn't even have time to see the movement clearly, they just felt a chill on the back of their necks.

By the time they reacted and reached for their guns, the figure was already sitting leisurely on the leather sofa next to Dietrich.

Move like a ghost and fast like thunder!

His figure flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot, making it almost impossible to capture his true location with the naked eye.

The energy in his body is as solid as substance, and there are hidden fluctuations of internal force in his every move.

The hem of the black windbreaker was still swaying slightly, but the man had already poured a glass of whiskey and took a sip.

"He has no taste, and his followers are so stupid."

"You came to my house to talk nonsense?" Dietrich raised his hand to let them leave.

In the huge villa, dim lights wander among the cold black and gold style decorations, like a thin layer of mist floating above the metal and shadows.

Li He sat down on the main seat with great confidence. When he raised his hand, he found a chess piece on his fingertips.

That's the black piece on the chessboard in the corner.

Being able to hold the chess piece in his hand in the blink of an eye, his movement speed is so fast that it is unbelievable!

However, Dietrich was not surprised by this kind of movement, and his face was as calm as a fish that had been dead for three days.

"Don't come to me about his affairs. I don't have time to deal with him recently."

Li He tossed the black chess piece up and held it in his hand, a look of displeasure in his eyes, "We agreed to cooperate, but you're cheating again?"

"There's no evidence. Go find someone else."

"You are Japanese indeed."

A cold light flashed in Dietrich's eyes, and the pair of chopsticks between his fingers flew out of the air!

However, Li He just tilted his head slightly without even blinking.

The chopsticks brushed past his face and dug deep into the mahogany pillar behind him.

"You get angry when you hear the truth." Li He chuckled, as if admiring it. "Nice accuracy, you've made progress."

"Son of a bitch! What are you talking about? I'm Japanese!?"

When I mentioned this, he became defensive and even pea tips didn't smell good to him.

"Chinese people value honesty. Do you have it?"

"I..." Dietrich choked back, "The ancients weren't lying to you. It's none of my business. I'm a hybrid."

"Son of a bitch?"

"Fuck you!" Dietrich drew his sword without a word.

When the sword was unsheathed, it brought with it a sharp cold light, and the long sword forged from fine steel drew a deadly arc under the light.

The sharp sound of the sword tip piercing the air had not yet dissipated, and his figure was already approaching like a cheetah, and he launched three consecutive killing moves directly at Li He's head!

Li He easily spun around to avoid the attack, and when the opponent thrust the sword again, he raised his hand to clamp the sword.

The attack can go no further.

The sword made a humming sound, and with a clear "ding" sound, Li He deflected it with his fingertips and used the force to soar into the air.

His body flipped in mid-air, and his right leg swept towards Dietrich's temple with a sound of breaking wind.

This move was too fast, he couldn't dodge it at all!

However, no matter how fast the action was, it was not as fast as the begging for mercy.

“Foster father——!!”

Li He gathered strength in his waist, kicked his long legs over his head, and then sat gracefully on the seat after spinning his body.

Dietrich's sword tip trembled slightly, and beads of sweat dripped down his chin onto the polished blade.

My head almost exploded.

"I've beaten you several times, and you still dare to provoke me."

It's like beating a dog every time, and he still doesn't learn his lesson.

Dietrich gritted his teeth, "Then don't you fucking try to provoke me!!!"

"Defeated opponent, give me back my pea tips!" Li He pretended to go up and kick all the pea tips away, but Dietrich got there first and ran downstairs carrying the pea tips.

He ran while shouting, "Protect the emperor, protect the emperor! Where are the people! Where the hell are they?!"

"I poisoned him and he fainted."

"..." Dietrich slammed on the brakes, looked at the bottom of the soup pot and shouted warily, "You want to poison me!!"

"Oh, you didn't."

"Godfather, let's sit down and have a good chat?"

His kneeling was obvious and his attitude became extremely flattering.

The two sat back in their seats and started a new round of game.

Li He was in a relaxed posture, with a nonchalant look on his handsome face, looking very out of tune.

"I want you to help me get my wife back."

"...Where did you get your wife?"

"Don't worry about that." Li He took out a photo from his pocket, kissed it with a nostalgic look, then placed it on the table and tapped it with his fingertips. "I want her to completely give up on Wang Yan."

"Are you crazy? You think you're Wang Yan's mistress?" Dietrich said earnestly. "Don't you know he's cruel and not a normal person? Last time I went to his house to steal something, he almost blew up my place!!"

Are you just picking up something?

You cleared out the villa until only a wall was left.

Wang Yan has plenty of money and doesn't care about it at all.

The point is that he stepped on a whole cabinet of princess dresses that someone had carefully prepared and broke them into pieces. I'm going to attack you with a cannon.

However, the big drug lords have big appetites, and if they say billions, it means billions.

To be honest, Wang Yan was not an easy person to get along with in the past, and he could not tolerate any sand in his eyes.

He smiles gently on the surface, but secretly wishes to pierce people into a colander. His ruthlessness and revengefulness make people frightened.

Anyone who dares to touch his reverse scale will be killed.

He has a wolf's nature etched into his bones, and he is so clear about grudges that he borders on paranoia. If someone offends him, even if they hide in the gutter, he will dig deep to pull them out and settle the debt with interest.

His temper has indeed improved a lot recently, and he almost turned into an embryo after being coaxed.

"My mistress?" Li He narrowed his eyes slightly, curled his lips and smiled, "Legal husband."

"You're not in your right mind. I have some new products here. Want to try some?"

Li He leaned back and inadvertently took out the marriage certificate and put it on his face, looking relaxed and contented.

"…Is this true?" Dietrich moved to take it, but was frightened by a sharp look and stopped. "What a joke! I didn't think much of it."

The identity of the main wife, the behavior of the mistress.

But then again, the boss of the most powerful killer organization in history actually has his wife in someone else's hands. It's simply laughable to tell others about it.

"Your wife doesn't love you."

Li He's expression hardened, "What the hell did you say!?"