The Peerless Master of the Female President

Chapter 268 Trembling, Ants

Jade Bird Building, President's Office.

Yin Jingxin was immersed in approving documents in the new office, while Lin Tian, ​​the assistant to the president, was on the sidelines, turning his eyes to the floor-to-ceiling windows from time to time, and looking through the glass at the Longteng Building opposite.

"I don't know if the Blood Queen made things difficult for Brother Sledgehammer. Who said that there is a master taking care of Brother Sledgehammer, but the Blood Queen is a little stronger than Master. If Brother Sledgehammer accidentally provokes the Blood Queen, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Ever since Liu Qingshuang brought the Blood Queen to Longteng Building, Lin Tian's heart has never calmed down. If her boss was not Yin Jingxin, with her half-hearted work attitude, she would have been scolded many times.

After Yin Jingxin approved a document, she saw Lin Tian looking at Longteng Building from time to time, and said, "Tian Tian, ​​if you are really worried about the sledgehammer, go and have a look at the opposite side!"

"No, I will only cause trouble for them in the past. Their level of confrontation is not something that a little girl like me, who is not even in the Golden Core Realm, can participate in..." Lin Tian is very clear about his own strength, and the opponent really wants to fight In the past, not only would she not be able to help, but she would become a burden to Liu Qingshuang and Zhao Dachui.

Therefore, even though Lin Tian was very worried that Zhao Dazhui would have a conflict with the blood clan, he never thought of going to see it.

"Too."

Yin Jingxin nodded in agreement.

At the same time, the underground garage of Longteng Building.

The vampire queen who came here by elevator walked towards the red nanny car not far away and asked, "Robert, where did Bruch-Ben go?"

The male guard named Robert pursed his lips, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Seeing this scene, the vampire queen frowned slightly and said, "Robert, this king can promote you to a vampire duke, and can also degenerate you into a vampire count, so you'd better think carefully about whether you want to help Ben conceal what he did. for."

"My lord, I don't know where I am now, but Ben complained to me last night. As long as Zhao Dahammer apologizes and [-] milliliters of blood, it will not be able to make up for his loss, so I think he is very likely. He will make his own opinions and attack Zhao Dazhui or the people around him in private."

In fact, as Bruhl-Ben approached Robert, he wanted him to help deal with Zhao Dahammer, but he refused.

Therefore, Robert knew very well that the reason why Bruhl-Ben didn't follow was that he sneaked back to the hilltop villa area to deal with Zhao Dahammer's brother Andrew.

The purpose, of course, is to make matters worse, to force the Vampire Queen to act, to help him deal with Zhao Dachui and others, and to recover the lost property of the Bruch family.

"Damn it, this kid actually dared to disobey the king's order."

A cold look appeared on the vampire queen's sculpted face, and she scolded: "Robert, call Ben and tell him to stop. If you don't listen, his life and death will have nothing to do with this king."

"Ah~~ Her Majesty Queen, are you going to let Ben fend for himself?"

Another female vampire guard named 'Flynn' covered her mouth in surprise.

"If he insists on making his own claims, it is good to let him fend for himself. If Liu Qingshuang and others pursue him, I might as well grab him with his own hands and kill him in front of Liu Qingshuang. The blood race will be implicated by him."

As she said that, the Vampire Queen taunted: "This damned bastard, don't even think about it. How could he, a little Vampire Duke, be able to provoke the people and forces that can make this king back down?"

Hearing what the vampire queen said, Robert quickly took out his cell phone, and dialed Bruch-Ben's temporary number.

……

Hilltop villa area, No. 42 villa.

Andrew stayed in the practice room as usual, practicing the ancient martial arts that Zhao Dahammer taught him.

He was just so bored, except for three meals a day, or when Zhao Dachui had something to do with him, he spent most of his time in the training room, either practicing boxing or Western martial arts.

Western martial arts is the first martial art learned in Andrew. Fighting arts are martial arts without rules, restrictions, or even routines. Compared with Jeet Kune Do, it is much better than martial arts.

Because it is true that Jeet Kune Do has no routine restrictions, but Jeet Kune Do pays attention to preemptive strikes. Through the opponent's micro movements and changes in eyes, it can judge the opponent's attacking moves, and launch an attack first to intercept the opponent's attack. Hair wins.

Western martial arts are far inferior in this regard. It is purely a kind of offensive and defensive skills that come and go. It is said that it is martial arts, but in fact there is no skill at all. It mainly depends on the reaction and strength of the person who learns martial arts. And other aspects of quality, the overall quality is higher than others, and it is easy to win.

Of course, although there is nothing to praise about Western martial arts, if the people who learn it are very talented, they can still practice some tricks, just like the big Andrew.

He was able to become a bounty hunter before because of his talent in this area, he was able to pass the bounty hunter qualification test with his first-hand fighting skills, thus becoming a qualified bounty hunter.

Otherwise, he would not have had the chance to meet Zhao Dahammer...

"Bang~~"

The anti-theft door of the practice room suddenly burst open with a bang.

Instinctively, Andrew took a few steps sideways to avoid the flying iron door fragments.

"who?"

Accompanied by Andrew's questioning voice, Bruch- himself was wearing a black robe, walked into the exercise room slowly and appeared in front of Andrew with elegant and gentlemanly steps.

"It's you!"

Seeing the person clearly, Andrew fixed his eyes and asked, "Old man, what are you doing here?"

"Send you to hell."

Bruch-Ben stared at Andrew coldly with dark eyes.

I saw Bruch himself flickering, as fast as a cheetah, approaching Andrew in a blink of an eye, grabbed Andrew's neck with one hand, and lifted him up abruptly.

You must know that Andrew is a heavyweight guy with a height of more than two meters and a weight of more than 100 kilograms.

Ordinary people just can't hold him with both hands, but Bruch-Ben can lift him high with one hand, which shows that people with high strength have very strong strength.

Andrew, who was lifted up high, was restrained by Bruch-Ben's powerful strength, and his resistance seemed weak, just like a child being lifted up by an adult by his collar and unable to resist.

"Humble ants, the feast of death is about to start for you, the fear of death will erode your heart little by little, tremble, ants!"

Bruchben looked proudly, scorning the hunter in his hands, as if he was the great devil who stood on the top of hell and despised all living beings, living or dying if he wanted to.

He seemed to have forgotten the prey in his hands. He was a martial artist whose strength was two levels lower than his. Andrew was not at the same level as him. He could easily subdue Andrew, and he had nothing to be proud of.

(End of this chapter)