Glazed Violet Foam

The most dazzling figure in Beijing, the brutal and cold-blooded Dragon Lord received a phone call, "Husband, when are you coming home?" The man left a room full of big shots in the conference room and slipped away to go home and hold his wife. Ever since the Dragon Lord married his wife, he had become a slave to her whims. "Husband, it's time to hand over your personal savings!" "Okay, I'll give it to you right away." The man leisurely opened his wallet. She was the locked-up little wretch who couldn't escape, but when she opened her eyes again, someone else was in her body. She vowed to carve out a bloody path, from a down-and-out heiress to a national movie queen. She could concoct medicines and poisons and wield seduction as well as violence. Together, the little fairy and the Great Demon King joined forces, slapping faces and tormenting scum, doubling the indulgence in their joy!

Wild Whispers: Life with the Tycoon

The deputy instructor had already passed out. Yan Nanxun pulled out the anesthesia needle from his back, threw the needle on the ground, and slapped the deputy instructor's face several times.


His complexion was bitterly cold, like a lion about to roar in anger.


After a few sharp slaps, the deputy instructor regained consciousness. After the high-efficiency anesthesia needle struck him, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, yet he was still semi-conscious.


"Captain..." the deputy instructor murmured.


Yan Nanxun let go, and the deputy instructor fell to the ground with a thud, lacking the strength to get up.


When he had fallen just now, the deputy instructor had also heard gunfire erupting behind him, and now he was still somewhat dazed.


What exactly had happened? Where did the guns come from that suddenly opened fire?


As the guns sounded, screams filled the air, and the deputy instructor looked around blankly, trying to see if anyone was injured.


Chapter 637: Instructor, Your Vest Has Fallen Off! (1)