Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【291 Impulse is the devil】

Diderot stood up and interrupted as if he was bored, "Okay, take Mrs. Nangong to my ship. We haven't seen each other for so many years. I want to catch up with Ayao."

Lu Wei raised his eyebrows, "What should we do with these cadres and Nangong's family?"

"casual."

Diderot glanced at the cadres who were threatened with guns from the corner of his eyes, "I don't care about the process, as long as the result. From now on, as long as I don't hear the words Nangong family."

Lu Wei understood that this meant that he agreed to give Nangong headquarters to him and dispose of it as he pleased.

Diderot was a genius, eccentric, and cold-blooded. He would get what he wanted and destroy what he didn't like, but he didn't care about fame, wealth, money, or status. He just did what he liked crazily.

Even though Lu Wei hated him, he was willing to bend his knees and obey when he had great interests in front of him.

"Take Mrs. Nangong to Mr. Diderot's battleship," Lu Wei ordered, glancing at Meng Yao who fell to the ground, "and shoot the rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he followed Diderot and wanted to go out...

"It starts with me and it should end with me."

Meng Yao suddenly murmured, and his voice echoed throughout the venue.

Diderot stopped, turned around, and looked at her with interest. Lu Wei looked at the lingering Meng Yao with disdain.

"I always thought that committing suicide was a coward's act, but now I understand..." Meng Yao raised his head and smiled coldly, "Maybe it's better to survive as soon as possible than to survive."

She didn't know when she touched the short gun that had fallen not far away. She held it up and pointed it at her forehead. She closed her scarred eyes and said, "I'm sorry for Xiao Lan, I'm sorry for the Nangong family, I'm sorry for A Jue. Now, I'll repay it with my own hands."

This is a sin owed!"

Bang, a gunshot!

Accompanied by the panicked shouts of the cadres!

Sparks flew out, bullets hit the seat next to them, and a burning smell filled the air.

The gun went off.

The short gun landed on the ground, slid aside, and fell to the feet of the person behind Meng Yao.

"Enough!"

A sound sounded from behind, high-pitched, crisp, and tinged with anger.

"Mother Nangong, the only head of the Nangong family today, actually committed suicide at a critical moment!"

Everyone was startled and looked towards the voice...

Lu Wei frowned when he heard this voice.

Lu Qianning trembled slightly and opened her eyes wide.

Diderot narrowed his eyes slightly and followed the sound.

From the crowd, a slightly thinner and weaker subordinate emerged from the crowd. He walked steadily, his face was angry, and his voice was arrogant and loud. Although he had an ordinary face, the words he spoke made everyone present...

Shocked.

"A man who is neither a human nor a ghost is only fifty years old and disrespectful. No one likes and no one loves a pervert who relies on killing people to gain self-esteem. A villain with ulterior motives and scheming is a shameless old man. You all give up resistance completely.

I'm afraid that my behavior will be like a turtle with a shrunken head. Isn't it right to use the word Nangong? How can it be more embarrassing?"

Such a domineering and arrogant voice bluntly scolded everyone present, including the Lu family, Diderot, and Nangong!

Meng Yao's figure was shaken, and he turned his head and asked, "Who is it..."

Miss Song, who was standing still in the middle, immediately regretted it when she saw these looks!

Wow, I was just a bystander, why did I suddenly jump out of nowhere?

Impulse is the devil!

No wonder Tangtang told her not to cause trouble when she agreed to stay at Nangong Headquarters!

Now, not only was she causing trouble, she also seemed to have focused everyone's attention on herself.

And all the cadres looked at this unknown subordinate with suspicion. With such a strange face, which department is the leader?

But it is undeniable that these words inspired the threatened cadres and subordinates and ignited their fighting spirit.

The consecutive days of quarrels and disputes, successive defeats and the current atmosphere of being pointed at guns have caused everyone to lose their morale and lose any intention to fight.

Not only was the situation in which the enemy was strong and we were weak in terms of manpower and the self-awareness that the force could not resist, but also the thought that Nangong would be defeated without a leader.

They have forgotten too many things - the great achievements of the Nangong family, the great name of the Nangong family, and the fighting strength of the Nangong family.

You can lose, you can die, but you can't die without fighting.

When entering Nangong's house, everyone had heard the old man say these words himself, but at this moment, they had all forgotten it.

A cadre whispered: "You are right, the Nangong family will not lose so easily."

Lu Wei snorted, "You idiot!"

Lu Qianning remained silent, frowning, staring at the man suspiciously...

At this moment, Diderot turned his attention to the person standing in the middle, glanced around, slowly walked forward, and walked in front of her. His voice was low: "It is rare to see people who are not afraid of death and people who are looking for death.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a woman seeking death. Miss, why don’t you take off your mask and let me see your face?”

Lu Qianning's heart sank. She had a bad premonition, but she denied it. She clearly saw the woman being thrown into the sea with her own eyes...

Meng Yao usually recognizes people by their voices. When he heard Diderot's words, his face was filled with surprise and he asked in a low voice: "Who...are you?"

Nangong family, where did the woman come from?

At this moment, Zhizhi admired this foreign man with perfect appearance for a few seconds. He tied his chest, wore a mask, wig and voice changer, and acted carelessly. However, this man could recognize that she was a woman just by looking at him.

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Miss Song began to regret her impulsiveness and was thinking of ways to escape.

Diderot stared down at her, but he saw obvious regret in her eyes. The corner of his mouth showed interest, "It seems that you have a close relationship with Mrs. Nangong."

Zhizhi shook his head and spoke in a low male voice, "Sir, I'm really blinding you. Not only is my relationship with Mrs. Nangong very superficial, but I'm also very unfamiliar with her."

"Then do you know that what you just said will make you die before her?"

"Which words?" Zhizhi chuckled, "Sir, you are neither a human nor a ghost. You are only fifty years old and disrespectful. No one likes you. No one wants to rely on killing people to gain self-esteem. You are a perverted and perverted truth?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the Nangong people present, but also the Lu family could not help but take a deep breath.

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