Wait until Lin Mo leaves.

Director Qiu came to the bed with a gloomy face.

Looking at the drunk Ma Bond, his cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

"For our big plan! The old horse has wronged you!"

With a whisper, Director Qiu already had a short knife in his hand.

He has paid too much for the three districts.

Since the same battle more than ten years ago, he has been silently guarding these three districts.

Other large and small forces are busy fighting and annexing other forces.

Only their Wu Division, under the leadership of Director Qiu, desperately resisted the aggression of other districts.

Looking at the entire three districts, no one can make the three districts grow stronger than him.

After all, this was his father's goal, and it was also his only last wish.

With the appearance of Lin Mo, Director Qiu finally saw hope.

The three districts not only have the opportunity to unify the Dead Island, but also may even go out into the wider sky.

However, because of the feud between Ma Bond and Black Garden.

This hope has already begun to crumble, and it is even possible that the three districts will be completely destroyed.

This is the most unacceptable result of Director Qiu.

At the moment, I want to maintain the overall combat power of the three districts.

It can also prevent Lin Mo from taking risks.

The only way is to make Ma Bond disappear completely.

There can be no Ma Bond in the three districts, or there can be no director Qiu.

But there cannot be Lin Mo as a patron saint.

Thinking of this, Director Qiu's eyes became sharper.

The short knife in his hand was also raised high by him.

Just when he was about to start.

The caravan, who was sleeping soundly, said suddenly and scratched his chin.

"Mr. Lin, old horse, let's have another drink."

"In the future on this island of death, Mr. Lin's boss, my second child, Lao Qiu, you can only be the third child."

He giggled while talking in his sleep.

Director Qiu looked at him like this, and suddenly stopped the movement in his hand.

Grit these teeth tightly.

"Fuck you uncle!"

In the end, Director Qiu scolded angrily and dropped the interrupt in his hand.

At the same time, a heavy punch slammed into Director Qiu's face.

...

Clear the next day.

After sobering up, Ma Bond woke up.

Just as he was about to get up, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Hey! My eye socket hurts so much!"

Before he came to the mirror, he saw his dark blue eyes.

Ma Bond turned his head to look in the direction of the sofa, and asked a little unhappily.

"Old Qiu, what's going on?"

As he spoke, he pointed to his eyes.

Director Qiu opened his eyes and snorted coldly.

"I'm not your father, how do I know?"

"You were so drunk yesterday, who knows where you bumped into?"

After scolding, he directly drove Ma Bond out.

"I want to recuperate at ease, go to Wang Changxing if I have something to do, and don't want my son to bother me again."

Ma Bond smacked his mouth with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it fine yesterday? Why is it like taking gunpowder today?"

Just when he complained.

A cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

It's just that the speed is not fast, and Ma Bond easily escaped.

Looking at the dagger on the wall, Ma Bond muttered again.

"Just leave, it's scary to use a knife and a gun!"

Saying that, he walked towards the door.

"and many more!"

Just as he was about to leave, Director Qiu suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Lin asked me to tell you that he has discussed with Black Rose."

"When you're ready, you can take your wife home!"

The voice just fell.

Inside the room, there was a breeze.

When he looked at Ma Bond again, the ah at the moment had already disappeared.

Standing still, Director Qiu shook his head slightly.

He also didn't know whether it was right or wrong that no one fell down last night. JrNovels.com