My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

Chapter 1539: prom

1539 Prom

The Secretary of Defense looked at the number nine below and asked.

"Afraid? Why be afraid?"

Nine said arrogantly, "The strong are fearless."

"The strong? Isn't it locked up here?"

But the Secretary of Defense hit the pride of No. 9, "This is the strong?

No. 9 snorted, no longer snoring.

"Actually, I can let you out."

The Secretary of Defense said that the warden on the side almost scared the urine!

what? Want to release this guy? Minister, is he crazy? This guy is definitely a doomsday existence! How can you let him come out, he will be finished!

"Let me out? You have a lot of courage."

At last, on the 9th, I had some interest and looked at the Minister of Defense again. "Which one is not afraid of me here. If I go out, it will be your death."

"I only need you to make a promise in exchange for your freedom."

The Secretary of Defense is also frightened, but he must fight!

"committed to?"

"Yes, as long as you promise not to hurt us and do one thing for us, I can let you out."

"It's ridiculous why I made that commitment."

No. 9 pinched his mouth.

"For your freedom."

The Secretary of Defense has been tempted, "What's more, your opponent should not be us."

"Okay, may as well listen to what you say."

No. 9 held his arms, leaned against the glass wall, and looked at the Secretary of Defense playfully. "I want to hear, what can you say?"

"I also want to find out, why did you kill the first eight clones?"

Before entering the Cabinet, the Secretary of Defense was a professor of psychology. He believes that he is likely to figure out the number 9 mind.

"Under the sky, there can only be me. I am unique and unparalleled in the world."

Nine raised her head proudly. "The eight should not exist."

"You may not know something."

When the Secretary of Defense moved, there really was a door.

"In fact, all of you nine were cloned from the genes of a man. That person is the body."

"nonsense!"

Nine's eyes glared, and an anger was born from the heart.

"His name is Li Fan, and he is a Chinese martial arts fighter."

The Minister of Defense introduced Li Fan "well", "He is strong, you are not his opponent."

"Bullshit!"

The 9th did not believe the words of the Secretary of Defense, "How can there be anyone stronger than me in this world."

"This is a fact."

The Secretary of Defense reminded No. 9 that "you are being held here every day, but it's just a frog at the bottom of the well. The world only knows Li Fan, but it doesn't know you."

"boom!"

In this narcotic gas, No. 9 stood up slowly, no wind at all, but her hair fluttered slightly.

Cold sweat was left on the forehead of the secretary of defense, and he felt fear. From the body of the number nine, there was clearly a terrifying coercion! Terrible ... is this the strength of No. 9?

"Where is he?"

The sound of the number nine shook the glass.

"Hua Xia."

The Secretary of Defense swallowed a spit and then glanced at Elizabeth next to her. Elizabeth understood it, took out an ipad, and held it in her hand. Above is the figure of Li Fan, who is showing his mighty power and fighting against an aircraft carrier.

"I am a unique being!"

Flames flickered in No. 9's eyes, as if to ignite everything.

"I can promise."

On the 9th, he looked back and looked at the Minister of Defense. "After we have done this, we are clear."

"can."

The Secretary of Defense was overjoyed and agreed without hesitation.

For arrogant people like No.9, they must do what they say. Now that he has promised, he will naturally fulfill his contract. As long as he can get rid of Li Fan, everything is easy to say! The most interesting thing is his appearance, and what Li Fan looks like! This time, things become more interesting!

Li Fan, Li Fan, do you think we really can't help you? This time, we sent you a big gift!

At this time, Li Fan did not have time to pay attention to these.

Didu University attaches great importance to student culture, and now it is the Chinese Valentine's Day, the traditional Chinese Valentine's Day. The school organized a dance party and invited every student to attend.

Prom again.

Li Fan had a feeling of being in the sea. I wanted to meet Murong Ying for the first time in that year. Although the school gave an invitation, Li Fan did not want to participate. He didn't come to school to pick up girls, he didn't show any interest in the party. Li Fan didn't make any friends at school, he was always alone. Therefore, no one pulled him to participate.

However, Li Fan miscalculated.

It was getting late, Li Fan was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and meditating. Qiu Er had just finished dinner and was about to call Li Fan to come to dinner. Just then, the bedroom door was knocked again.

Bang Bang!

With this familiar knock, Li Fan didn't even have to ask, he knew who it was. With a helpless expression, Qiuer temporarily hid and opened the door himself.

Liang Ru, wearing a black evening dress, stood outside the door today. Liang Ru was originally a big beauty, so it was even more glamorous to put on such a body. Especially the long legs wrapped under the dress are also inseparable.

"Does it look good?"

Liang Ru asked directly.

"A woman with good clothes, but without a chest, cannot stand up."

"Asshole!"

Liang Ru was polite, raised his leg, and kicked it according to Li Fan's crotch! This woman really has a tendency to violence.

Li Fan, however, gently leaned to one side, avoiding Liang Ru's calf, and said in his mouth.

"Blue and white stripes."

Liang Ru's face turned red instantly. She gritted her teeth and looked at Li Fan.

"Do you particularly like to be right with me?"

"Well, I'm telling the truth."

Li Fan solemnly said, "You are really chestless and you wear striped underwear."

"Li Yun! Do you want to die!"

Liang Rujiao scolded, and her voice broke through Li Fan's eardrum. Li Fan rubbed his ears and said, "Liang Ru, I'll go back when I'm fine. I'll have dinner."

"Well! Who told you to go!"

Liang Ru leaned against the door, preventing Li Fan from closing.

"Don't you want to sleep?"

"Go, who wants to sleep with you!"

Liang Ru grabbed Li Fan's collar, "Come with me at the dance!"

"Are you going to the ball?"

Li Fan pointed at Liang Ru's hand on his collar and asked with a cried smile, "You clearly want to fight?"

"Hmm ... anyway, go to the party with me!"

Liang Ru then withdrew her hand, and the little girl was still outrageous and ordered to Li Fan.

"I won't go, I won't dance."

Li Fan's demands on Liang Ru were generally rejected.

"You ... must promise me!"