"Who is Tang Ge?" Wei Shufeng thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a person, is it that stinky boy? "Ah... Boss, you don't know. I'll tell you now that Tang Ge is my old classmate's son-in-law. He won't let you kill me. You can call him now and ask him. Ha ha, "

An Jian is not amused when he looks at the guardian style of a dog. Tang Yu, however, has already told him what to do with him, which means that they can still live?

Then one of the phones in front of Anjian rang.

"Boss, yes, it's mine!" The Guardian style wants to seize every...