The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 136 Friendship, secret discussion 1
  "Ha, I thought you didn't dare to come today. Did you find another helper?"

Because the contrast between the school bully’s face and the lolita’s body is so cute.

So looking at the girl with glaring green eyes and spitting out mean words, Zhu Mingyao was like seeing a little kitten with teeth and claws. He didn't feel any offense, he just thought it was funny and cute, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. A smile appeared.

It's just that he didn't feel offended by the other party, but the other party seemed to feel offended by him.

"What are you laughing at?" There was an added anger in the girl's voice. It was probably due to the rich experience of the same thing in the past and the spiritual inspiration of being a witch, which made her keenly aware of the source of Zhu Mingyao's smile.

"Are you... laughing at me? You're dead!"

The height that mattered most was once again noticed. Her girlish chest rose and fell violently, her jade fingers covered with manicures swayed, and her cheeks were bulging high, just like a cute little squirrel.

This is simply the human form incarnation of the four words "bitch"...

Zhu Mingyao tried hard to suppress his smile, "Hello, lady, I just remembered a very funny thing."

However, the girl in the red dress obviously did not intend to listen to his sophistry. A pair of green eyes flashed and she shouted angrily:

"Let me tell you, offending a lady comes with a price!"

Following her words, a mysterious and subtle wave emitted.

"Be careful... Ah Sneeze!"

Even though Bai Ziyuan had already heightened his vigilance due to yesterday's lesson, Bai Ziyuan still could not completely resist the other party's strange methods. Before he could finish the reminder, a big sneeze came out.

At the same time, Zhu Mingyao also felt a slight itch at the end of his nose, as if a trace of alien energy had cleverly bypassed the protective power of true energy and penetrated into his nasal cavity.

He was horrified and was about to cast a spell to resist. Suddenly, the liver, spleen, and lungs in his body, as well as the four spirits of Huang Ting, started to move on their own at the same time. Intangible spiritual waves guarding the human body's organs surged out, and the alien energy was instantly dispersed. Turn into nothing.

"Hmm!" The witchcraft of Wean Sheng was cleanly broken. The girl felt dizzy due to the backlash of the spell, and her complacent expression suddenly changed drastically.

"you……!"

"Don't leave me! Go get cold water and wash it off!" Zhu Mingyao's face turned cold and he rolled his eyes at the other party.

No matter how cute the kitten is, it will be spanked if it scratches someone, and it will curse someone if they disagree. Although it is just a prank, it is uneducated.

He is not a licking dog who has no bottom line and is tolerant when he sees a beautiful woman.

The girl in the red dress was stunned when she heard the words, and then she felt a warmth in her nasal cavity. Two drops of warm and sweet liquid dripped down and crossed her two red lips.

She stretched out her small tongue and licked it. When she realized what it was, she quickly pinched her nose, then turned around and ran away with a sad face like a big lobster.

Seeing the girl not forgetting to bend over and cross her legs when running away, with a funny look worried about nosebleed dripping on her skirt, Bai Ziyuan felt depressed, gave his best friend a thumbs up, and burst into laughter.

“Zoe, someone is bullying me, come out and help me beat these two bad boys…”

Seeing this, Zhu Mingyao also burst into laughter. Hearing the faint cry of the girl coming from the hotel, he shook his head and waved to Bai Ziyuan.

"Go in and have a nice chat with them. We can't have a real PK in front of the hotel."

……

……

Just in front of the sunny hotel on the ground, a magical version of a youth soap opera for young men and women was being staged. In a deep and tight basement somewhere, a not-so-friendly meeting had just ended.

As if he was a little thirsty due to the continuous exchange of words, Davis, the director of the Los Angeles Special Investigation Bureau, waved his hand and asked the silver-haired assistant lady to change the coffee brought over to black tea.

Regardless of the fact that the tea was still a little hot on his mouth, he took two sips directly, exhaled a long breath of hot air, and then continued the topic:

"I think there should be no fools sitting here today. They all know what to do, which is more in line with our common interests in the future." "I must admit that what you said is very beautiful...

But Deputy Chief Frank, who had just taken office in New York, seemed to have more pleasant words to say to us. "

A husky and sexy feminine voice came from one side.

The owner of the voice took off her black lace gloves and lifted her hazy veil, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman who still had charm. She brought the small and exquisite bone china coffee cup to her lips and took a sip.

"Then why don't we seek cooperation from him? Now it seems that he is closer to the throne of the director-general than you are, right?"

Ah! The corners of Davis' mouth curled up, and the deep nasolabial folds on his face moved.

"If words and political skills are also a kind of extraordinary power, Frank Wood may be able to become at least a fourth-level [Wand Bearer] or even a fifth-level [Crown Bearer].

Actually, even the witches who were famous for their beauty and wisdom were attracted by his sweet words and turned against him. "

There was a strong sense of ridicule in his tone, not only towards his colleagues thousands of miles away, but also towards the woman with twinkling eyes in front of him.

You are such a cunning and greedy bitch trying to drag Frank into bargaining, you will die doing it sooner or later!
  But this is just right...

Cursing secretly, the old agent raised his neck and said contemptuously:
  "Mrs. Fiona, as smart as you are, do you really believe that political villain's lies?

How can a bureaucrat who has no foundation in the otherworld fulfill the promises he makes? "

"As for taking over the position of director-general of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, haha." Davis shook his head disdainfully.

"The chances of him entering the White House are much higher than this. Those guys who put him in may really think that Director Maxwell is a fool as per the rumors!

That was an old man who had come through the bloody Cold War for decades. Among the first batch of one hundred special agents of the Special Investigation Bureau, No. 86 was the only remaining one! "

Boom! Davis placed the tea cup heavily on the table, his eyes gleaming with sharpness, and the powerful aura that burst out in an instant made several extraordinary experts present look at him slightly.

The momentum quickly faded, but the demeanor of several people was obviously much more solemn.

"The next series of cooperation plans were formulated by the Director-General and us together. No external factors can interfere with it. If any party wants to withdraw temporarily, then it is up to you!"

Looking around and seeing the gloomy expressions of the heads of various organizations, the black-haired old agent promptly threw out the sweet dates he had prepared.

"Of course..." Davis trailed off.

"In addition to the resource divisions agreed in advance, the official will also provide some additional things, such as some kind of [tickets]!"

"Your Excellency, Director, can you be more clear?" Diagonally across the long table in the conference room, an old man wearing a white clerical collar and a black suit raised his eyes from the Bible open in front of him.

"Crash!"

Several small stone statues of different colors and shapes fell from the hands of the black-haired old agent, bounced several times on the hardwood table, made a crisp sound, and rolled down in front of everyone.

"The extra stuff is...

What are the qualifications to enter Teotihuacan! "

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(End of this chapter)