The alchemist of the Qin Dynasty laughed and said, "Isn't that what you are doing now?"
Xiahou Aotian was stunned, feeling that something was broken in his heart.
It's Dao Xin!
Gulfstream landed at Beijing International Airport.
When the members of Heaven's Punishment returned to the capital, it was already 5:30 in the morning. In the late autumn season, the air was tinged with coolness.
Osmond walked out of the cabin expressionlessly, looking at the vast night, he felt a bit bleak.
A group of people took a special car back to Fenglin Wan Hotel. As soon as they stepped into the hotel lobby, they felt a series of eyes cast over them. These eyes came from the hotel front desk, lobby manager, and welcome staff.
They smiled and looked respectful, but deep in their eyes were ridicule, disdain and arrogance that Osmond could not tolerate.
This group of service staff, who were supposed to be respectful, became arrogant.
With a gloomy face, the demon hunter led three subordinates through the lobby, took the elevator up, and went straight to the hotel's foreign guest department.
The manager of the foreign guests department sat behind the desk in smart clothes, with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for them specially.
The witcher full of mature masculinity said slowly:
"We want to see Elder Miao!"
The manager of the foreign guest department did not move, still sat behind the table, and said with a smile:
"Elder Miao is in a meeting, Mr. Executive Officer, go back and rest first."
Osmond raised his eyebrows, as if he had found an outlet for his emotions, "Elder Miao has to consider whether to see us or not, and report what you have to do."
The manager of the foreign guest department put away his smile and said in a businesslike tone:
"Elder Miao explained this."
"You" Osmond was furious and was about to explode, but the demon hunter waved his hand, pushed him back, nodded and said:
"We are waiting for Elder Miao's reply."
Back in the big suite, Osmond swept the items on the table to the ground and gritted his teeth:
"The vile race, the vile mortals, whose eyes I will gouge out, whose teeth shall be smashed, and whose mouths shall be torn out."
He can't bear the attitude of being polite to you on the surface, but actually watching a joke in his heart.
Xia Zuo said in a deep voice:
"You are impotently furious."
Osmond backed away again and again, only to feel a mouthful of blood stagnated in his chest, which almost spewed out.
"If you lose, you lose." Xia Zuo said, "This is a very good practice."
"Fuck!" Osmond said with a grim expression, "I'm different from you masochists."
The siren is fierce and violent.
Hoover sighed: "I want to go back to my country, forget it. I don't want to go back to my country for the time being. After dealing with Hades' affairs, I want to go around." JrNovels.com