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2. Chapter 2 The compelling sharpness 1

"Ahem," Zhang Biao came back to his senses, "It's okay to transfer to my pier, but there are conditions."

"Talk." The gorgeous voice is cold and lazy, like a passionate, but ruthless.

"We're going to take a commission."

Yan Mo took a sip of wine, "How much."

He has always been impatient, and now he has begun to be impatient. Zhang Biao's obscene eyes make him want to shoot him immediately.

Such greedy and obscene eyes were his nightmare, and he hated them deeply.

"Fifty percent."

"Ha, it's even more greedy than I thought." Yan Mo sneered.

He had long heard of the bully style of the Eagle Gang in City S in the United States. When he saw it today, it was true.

However, it's a pity that he is not a soft persimmon that can be easily grasped.

Zhang Biao turned cold. No one in City S dared to talk to him like this. It was really a shame to win the heart and leopard.

"Boy, you are begging me now. If you don't want to eat toast, don't forget that the power of Yanmen is the United States. City S is my territory. Far water cannot save the near fire." Zhang Biao said proudly, "Your goods have now arrived at the S terminal, which is my territory."

"I can move whatever I want on my territory."

The implication is that if you don’t agree with my conditions, I will swallow all your goods and you will have to suffer the loss.

"Is that right?" Yan Moman accidentally rotated the crystal goblet in his hand, like a perfect ice sculpture, and his body instantly exuded a fatal stern and coldness.

"What do you think? If you want to transfer to S City, don't offend me." Zhang Biao smiled obscenely and looked at Yan Mo, "If you let me go for three days and three nights, I can consider giving you a discount."

After saying that, all the bodyguards behind him burst into laughter.

Yan Mo's expression was extremely cold, but he was still laughing on his face. He was extremely evil and evil, like a confusing fox demon.

"How is it? If you don't consider my conditions in the exam, don't worry, I won't die of you. I can't bear to let you go if you play to death once." Zhang Biao swallowed a saliva, and he couldn't wait to press Yan Mo under him.

Damn it must be better than feminine.

Yan Mo slowly stood up, and his murderous aura instantly surged, and his long legs moved away.

"Boy, I like it." Zhang Biao was happy, "Come on, come to my arms." He couldn't wait to untie his belt and reveal his small dick.

The second child is relatively small and is Zhang Biao's biggest pain point, so he likes to imprison children, likes beautiful male pets, and likes various **** to achieve his masculine dignity.

"It's really... small enough." Yan Mo glanced at him in disgust.

"Boy, what did you say?" Zhang Biao was furious. This was his biggest taboo.

Before Zhang Biao's bodyguard could even clear Yan Mo's movements, a bullet had collapsed on Zhang Biao's dick, and Yan Mo used a silencer gun.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The crotch of the pants was covered in blood, and it was terrible.

Now he lost his small dick.

Two seconds later, Zhang Biao's bodyguards reported what happened, and their eldest son's dick was broken.

Yan Mo stepped onto the sofa, and with the help of the elasticity of the sofa, he suddenly jumped up, swept his feet, kicked a bodyguard away, and with just one kick, he directly lifted the bodyguard to the wall five or six meters away behind him. He then made up a shot and hit the bodyguard's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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