Driver of The Beautiful CEO

When the tenth man fell, Jiuye was desperate. He knew that he would be the eleventh and the last.

But he was not reconciled, let alone want to die.

In his life, he has experienced ups and downs and can go to today. It can be said that it will be "one will succeed in a thousand bones." Things, he did not want to give up.

Maybe no one wants to give up?

Looking at the young man holding his sword and walking towards him step by step, Jiuye was afraid, he was really afraid.

He is just a big bastard, not a mortal hero, to die calmly?

He can't do it!

"Young man, can you let me go?" Jiuye exerted one foot force, barely supporting the sliding body, begging: "As long as you are willing to let me go, all the industries in my name are yours, I Do n’t do anything, just ask you to let me go and leave the sea market, I promise I will never come back and will not appear in front of you again, okay? "

The more blood on the wound bleeds, the less powerful Jiuye speaks: "There is no deep hatred between you and me. Even if I have no eyes, is this lesson enough now?"

Jiuye said that there is nothing wrong with him. The contradiction between him and Liu Yanbo is really not a big deal, not even a head-on conflict. The reason for this situation is only due to identity.

One is the big brother who wants to face, and the other is the younger brother who can become a demon for the last bond.

But now, is it still useful?

One step wrong, every step wrong.

Liu Yanbo stopped and faced Jiuye's begging, his eyes were cold, no mercy, no sarcasm, and no shaking.

At this moment, he is probably the most cold-blooded person in the world.

The dark days of the past left him with too many things that he couldn't get rid of, and ignoring life is probably the most bad habit of picking a disease!

Huhu ～

The quiet room was depressing. Jiuye couldn't hold it anymore. He gasped back against the wall and sat on the ground. Looking at Liu Yanbo's cold eyes, he already knew the answer in his heart.

"Can you give me a time to smoke a cigarette?" Jiuye trembled to find out the cigarette, no matter whether Liu Yanbo would agree or not, he ordered a cigarette and took a deep breath.

叫 ～

Smoky and captivated, Jiuye seemed to see the way he came.

From a foreigner who has nothing to be the only king who has dominated the underground city of Haishi for more than ten years, this road is naturally tortuous, stepping on the shoulders of friends, stepping on the blood of brothers, extinguishing conscience, but also giving back society.

Whether it is true love or hypocrisy, I am ashamed of myself along the way, but it is also brilliant enough.

My current situation is probably due to that sentence——

There will be rewards for good and evil.

At this point, Jiuye felt relieved and looked up and asked, "Can you tell me your true identity? Your identity three years ago."

Of course, Jiuye also investigated Liu Yanbo, and the results are of course the same as others.

He wanted to die.

Liu Yanbo nodded and leaned over to Jiuye's ear, his mouth slightly opened twice.

The voice was low and inaudible, but Jiuye heard it very well. In a flash, his eyes were slammed round, and his eyes were filled with fear, just like the old man who had just died. This fear even surpassed the death. fear.

"It turns out to be you!" Jiu Ye closed his eyes and said miserably: "Death is in your hands, no shame, you can do it!"

Finally, Jiu Ye threw a palm, heart, thunder and pistol hidden in his hands to the side.

Mortal counterattack?

Why not do anything meaningless again?

Jiu Ye ’s behavior did not surprise Liu Yanbo. He did n’t even have any mood swings.

呲 ～

The sword passed through the heart, and the pain of heart made Jiuye open his eyes again. He took a deep look at this room where blood was flowing everywhere.

He used to be his starting point, and now also his ending point.

Upon his death, the underground world of Haishi will open a new chapter.

Will it be a **** battle again?

Liu Yanbo didn't care to think about it. He just wanted to leave now. The **** smell in this room was too strong. He was not used to it.

He still changed.

……

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, but Pan Yuyi had not yet slept and was still working overtime at the police station.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and the clattering of her made her upset, making her clueless ideas directly short-circuited.

It has been more than half a month, and there is no news about the batch of "undercurrent" members who entered the sea market, which makes Pan Yuyi very annoyed.

If this violent police flower with a sense of justice is not happy, no one wants to be happy.

She has sent the nameless evil fire several times in the police station, causing the whole police station to be panic-stricken. As for the eyeliners on her hands, she was even more afflicted. She swears lightly. Anyone who meets face-to-face and doesn't get beaten up by a fat meal burns Gaoxiang.

Tinker Bell ～

The phone on the table rang, and Pan Yuyi saw that the caller ID was Zhou Ming and didn't even want to hang up.

Tinker Bell ～

The phone rang again, it was still Zhou Ming, Pan Yuyi was angry, this time she answered it, she would yell at her mouth ...

哐 当 ～

Don't wait for Pan Yuyi to scold, the door was pushed open violently, and the person who came was the ‘inexplicable’ little policeman from the last time. He rushed in.

Little police officer ignored Pan Yuyi's murderous look and anxiously said: "Captain, just after receiving the report, a murder occurred in the western suburbs."

Pan Yuyi stared at her beautifully and shouted, "The western suburbs are under the control of the old city branch. You came to tell me what to do?"

"But the phone call reached us!" The police officer was very wronged, and in his heart yelled that the reporter was not a good thing. "Will I call the old city branch office?"

Pan Yuyi nodded subconsciously, thought about it, and waved: "Let's go check it out, anyway, it's idle."

"Captain, it's not good to cross the border? The director will scold people tomorrow." The little policeman said straightly.

"I didn't let you go again." Pan Yuyi didn't stay at all, and said to leave.

Cross the border, exceed power?

Does not exist in the eyes of Captain Pan.

Who gave her a sense of justice? Who made her dad the leader of the public security organs in the city? Who makes this an era of fighting fathers?

The little police officer is still young, and his face is indeed faster than the book. He chased him fartly and proudly said, "Captain, who else can you take with me if you don't take me? Now everyone except the guards in the bureau I was sent out to strengthen the patrol, and I and Xiao Zhao were two idlers. Of course, you are also very idle, Captain, so you can only take me there. "

"......"

Pan Yuyi was covered with black thread, and she was too lazy to curse.

The boy is not sensible, he still can't talk, he has no future——

The person who reported the case stated the address in detail. Pan Yuyi drove to the western suburbs with a police officer and went straight to the destination.

As soon as he entered the door, a thick blood rushed into his nose, looking at the corpses on the ground, and their faces changed greatly.

Vomit ~

Not long after graduating from the police academy, the little policeman who had been doing wiring work couldn't stop vomiting.

This is the scene of the murder, this is clearly a **** on earth, blood is almost flowing!

Pan Yuyi's face was somber, her face became more difficult to see when she saw the corpse by the wall.

Nine Lord is dead.

The underground world of Haishi is about to change.