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Chapter 395: I'm hungry and want to eat meat(1/2)

Fu Lingjiang looked at the dark screen in front of him, and his voice was confident and determined: "Gu Jiu can't do anything like burning jade and stones."

Just think of what the woman said, he had constituted a crime of kidnapping and restricting others' personal freedom, but he did not make any ransom interests to the victim's family, and the punishment was not enough to aggravate it.

But Gu Jiu is different. Once he dares to call the police or makes any abnormal movement, his identity as the spade-k's lord in charge of the entire underground arms transaction in Asia and Europe will be exposed. In short, his troubles are much greater than that of him. In addition, he has his fiancée and Qin Liang as threatening chips, so he will never dare to do anything randomly.

Fu Lingjiang is not a stupid person. If you take one step or a hundred steps, how can you allow your plan to be missed or failed?

He had a headache with spade-k before, but he didn't expect that Gu Jiu would expose his weaknesses directly in front of him, so how could he not make good use of them!

At this time, the door of the study was knocked, and Alfonso went to open the door. The bodyguard lowered his head and reported in a low voice-

Then, Afangsuo turned around and told him: "Master, the door was smashed. The woman injured several bodyguards. Will he take tough measures?"

Fu Lingjiang was slightly stunned, with some creases on his eyebrows.

He knew that the woman joined the army in Gu Jiu's commando, but he thought it was a flowery airs passing by the back door, but he didn't expect that he could actually hurt his people with some strength...

Thinking of this, Fu Lingjiang stood up and left the study.

The simple room is held on the fourth floor, while his study is on the second floor.

Before Fu Lingjiang could reach the stairs, he saw a figure slid down from the wooden railings quickly, and seven or eight bodyguards in black suits were chasing him...

Seeing that simple was about to slide down the first floor, Fu Lingjiang took out his carry-on pistol and fired a shot in the direction of the door-

Bang--

A gunshot was heard behind him, and he simply went down the stairs, paused, his body was a little stiff, and he didn't run forward any further.

She knew that the shot was just a warning.

If she dares to run forward again, even if the next shot is not a big hit, she will be able to suffer if she just hits the arm or the leg.

He simply turned around and looked at Fu Lingjiangman on the second floor casually walking towards her, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you are at peace, you will not lose your food and drink. Why bother yourself so hard?"

Simple:"……"

There is a saying that MMP does not know whether to speak or not.

"Then you have to let me talk to Gu Jiu on a phone call? At least I will tell him that I must agree to all your requests." He simply showed weakness and spoke out and tentatively.

She has not been in vain for the year with the Wind Commando. With a phone call, she can track the signals and find the target location. Gu Jiu will have a clear idea at that time!

Fu Lingjiang never rushes: "Don't worry, I will send you back to Mr. Gu safely. Before that, you'd better live in peace and not have any thoughts of escaping."

Take a deep breath, clench your lower hands into fists, and walk directly to the sofa in the living room, put your feet on the coffee table, and look arrogant and look like an old man:

"I'm hungry and want to eat meat, all kinds of meat."

Fu Lingjiang: “…”

Did she feel a little confused about her situation and position?

Have you ever seen kidnappers serving victims like they offer sacrifices to their ancestors?

But Fu Lingjiang really indulged in a simple and angry manner.

I simply watched him turn his head and communicate in English with the bodyguards around him, and saw that his vision was a little more exploring.

Being able to agree to her unreasonable request means that she is not bad!

At least, it is not the kind of kidnapper who simply kidnapped others for money.

etc--

Have he introduced before which company he was invited to attend the dinner?

This means that he is not the kind of kidnapper who is at the end of the road and is almost kidnapped by others?

Then what is his purpose?

Seeing Fu Lingjiang glanced at her, he turned around and was about to leave. Jian quickly called him:

"Hey, aren't you looking at me?"

Are you not afraid of her running away?

Fu Lingjiang on the stairs turned sideways and looked at the simplicity of the sofa, especially the dress with a shoulder-shoulder on the upper body, but the black leggings on the lower body looked very inconsistent, not to mention how awkward it was.

"If you want to take a gun or lie on the bed with anesthesia, just walk out of this door and try it."

Simple:"……"

This guy, one day, she will step on him and ask him to call him a dad!

He simply raised his eyes and looked at Qin Liang who was lying down from the corridor on the fourth floor, then spoke out: "You are not even afraid of me, just put Qin Liang down!"

A healthy normal person is not afraid, so why bother locking in a person with abnormal IQ?

Fu Lingjiang took a deep look at the simplicity on the sofa, and did not respond loudly, but turned around and stairs.

It's simple and a little confused, so should I let it go or not?

...

U.K.

Gu Jiu, wearing an Italian handmade suit, sat on the sofa, opposite him, a British man in his sixties.

The servant carefully handed two cups of black tea to the coffee table in front of the two of them, then took a step back, bowed respectfully and left the living room.

Carlos Hayveside looked at Gu Jiu with a standard eastern hole in front of him and said in a low voice: "Your father, are you in good health?"

Gu Jiu looked at the somewhat turbid eyes and responded coldly: "He is very good. He took the liberty to come to the door today, mainly to express his caring greetings to His Excellency Duke Westminter for his father. My father has always been thinking about it and hopes to play another game of chess with you."

Carlos Hayveside pulled the corners of his lips, slowly picked up the black tea on the table, tasted it lightly, and said:

"I'm already an old guy, but Mr. Gu has just started on the road of ambition. If he gets free, my Heverside's door will always be open for him."

Gu Jiu said thank you, and Carlos continued to speak:

"I heard that you are a colonel of the Army of Country A and have won the Karev Championship for three consecutive years?"

"Yes, sir."

Carlos looked at Gu Jiu's dark brown eyes with appreciation and said quietly: "My son Xiu is like you, he is not interested in doing business in real estate. He went to the army to become a lieutenant colonel and caused a lot of trouble."

When talking about Xiu's name, the coldness in Gu Jiu's eyes became a little stronger, but it quickly covered it up and asked slowly:

"I heard that Mr. Seo Hayverside was injured. Is it serious?"

Carlos smiled and said, "It's just some flesh scratches, it's not a problem."

Gu Jiu's eyes moved lightly, raised his eyes to look at the old and sick white man opposite him, and asked casually:

"In my spare time, I heard from my father that there is a very young and talented Chinese manager of A Country, who is highly valued by you. Some accidents occurred at the engagement banquet yesterday and I was very sorry that I was unable to meet."

Carlos's eyes had a deep meaning, which was indescribable, so he directly admitted:

"His name is Lingjiang, and it was the name her mother gave him. He is indeed a good manager."

In fact, everyone insiders know that Fu Lingjiang is the illegitimate son of Carlos Heverside, the eighth generation Duke of Westminter. He was even exposed and mentioned by the media earlier, but Carlos just refused to admit it in public.

"Can we introduce it?" Gu Jiu made a request.

Carlos was stunned for a moment, so the reason he came was to see Lingjiang?

Carlos quickly calmed down and turned his head to look at the deacon in his forties and fifties standing behind him. With just one look, the man understood. He bowed his head respectfully and took his back, retreated and left the living room.

Carlos turned around and said to Gu Jiu with some gentleness and kindness: "Try this tea. Last time your father came, he brought me green tea from Country A. You Country A is polite and communicative. Please help me bring some things to your father later."

"Okay, I'll thank you for your father first."

“…”

The two of them greeted each other politely, and soon the deacon came back and spoke respectfully: "Your Excellency, Mr. Fu is on a business trip and cannot come back for the time being."

Carlos frowned and pretended to sternly: "Mr. Gu is a distinguished guest. Let him put that project first and come back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Jiu was also tactful, and then Carlos stepped down: "No need, you, I just want to ask Mr. Fu about some knowledge about real estate. If possible, I hope we can have a good cooperation in the future.

But since I am not at the right time, please mention my desire to make friends. I will not disturb you from resting and recuperation. Let me leave first.”

"Okay, after I have time, I will ask Jiang to visit him in person." After saying that, he looked at the deacon behind him and said, "Send him to Mr. Gu."

"yes.my—lord." The man bent down and was very respectful.

Gu Jiu then stood up, bowed to Carlos Sevehede on the sofa, took three steps back, and turned around and left the villa gate.

Britain is a kingly country, and subjects cannot let the monarch see your back, so the inferior servants leave in front of their masters and retreat.

But Gu Jiu is different. He is not a British citizen. In order to show his respect, it is enough to take three steps back.

...

After a moment, the man stood at the door and watched Gu Jiu walk out of the manor, he turned around and walked towards Carlos sitting on the sofa.

Carlos Seveheide placed the teacup on the cup holder, and his somewhat turbid gray-green eyes faded away the gentleness and kindness he was when facing Gu Jiu, and replaced it with a sharp eagle-like meaning, and his voice was mute:

"El, what do you think he means today?"

El, who was called to his name, hesitated for a moment and responded: "Your Excellency, Gu may just be showing kindness to you."

Carlos's mouth let out a sarcastic chuckled, "The real estate leader in Country A, show me goodwill?"
To be continued...
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