Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Yeah, since you quit ten years ago, after careful calculation, we haven't had a few gatherings."

Someone paused, and continued:

"Correct me, that's not considered quitting, I never joined, it's just cooperation!"

After five years of cooperation with the W organization, when the time is up, it will naturally end.

However, in the following years, there will still be cooperation from time to time.

Every new batch of goods released by the W organization comes out after being inspected by God in advance!

And, sometimes, if someone had more spare time, it would be improved.

God, also known as "Gun God", the title is not for nothing.

"What are the goods this time?" asked.

The land king took a sip of his wine:

"The one you improved before!"

"M1A1?"

"right."

"How's the market going?"

The King of Earth suddenly laughed, and took the wine bottle from Po Suo, and filled all three glasses:

"Congratulations!"

It seems that it is very good!

Fu Jiyan picked up the cup, touched it, and took two sips:

"By the way, do you know YD's recent movements?"

"What else can those scumbags of YD do besides doing bad things all day long?"

The words of the land king are very disgusting and contemptuous.

Mother-in-law's thoughts are more delicate, and she took a look:

"Why did you suddenly ask about YD?" asked.

Someone put down his cup and said coldly:

"Their people are looking for God in the country!"

But Po Sao was thoughtful, and then said:

"Not long ago, a group of traitors were caught in the organization."

Um?

traitor?

"YD's handwriting?"

Po Whirling shook her head:

"More than that, there are several parties."

"All for M1A1?"

The King of Earth on the side drank half a glass of wine abruptly:

"Otherwise what else?

It has been improved by your God, who would not be jealous as soon as the rumors spread?

all right? "

Knowing the cause of the matter, Fu Jiyan curled his lips coldly:

"It's okay, they can't find out my identity."

Unless you blew yourself up!

Both Di Wang and Po Sua breathed a sigh of relief:

"Okay, okay, we finally met, let's not talk about it, let's drink."

However, before he had had a few sips, the cell phone in Fu Jiyan's pocket rang.

When he saw who the caller was, he frowned and connected.

On the other side of the phone, the little man's anxious voice came over:

"Father, take care of Feng Ming!

He is broken!

The game console that specializes in grabbing porridge! "

Then, Feng Ming's voice sounded over there:

"Successful, why don't you just play your game for a while, be stingy."

"Hmph, I won't play with you, who told you to say nothing?"

"Oh, come and snatch it if you have the ability!"

The kid was jumping in anger over there, and his height was limited, so how could he overtake Feng Ming, who was around 1.8 meters tall?

I can only complain to Fu Jiyan:

"Dad, look at him!"

The private room was already quiet, and the commotion outside could not come in.

Di Wang and Po Sua naturally both heard the little milk voice on the phone, poof and laughed.

Fu Jiyan put down the cup long ago, rubbed the space between his brows several times before saying:

"Where are you now?"

"at home."

at home?

All right, over there at the old house.

"There's more than one game console. If he plays on his own, why don't you just use another one?"

An entire game room, hundreds of square meters, you two are enough, just grab one to play!

"No, I don't want to play with Feng Ming!"

Someone put down his hand rubbing between his brows:

"Since this is the case, then stop playing. How about I immediately cut off the electricity and Internet in the game room?"

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