"But the president said that if we can't repair it today, we will throw us to feed the sharks..."

"Oh my God, it's too difficult to be a human being! I can't save my life when I work. But what is the president doing to set up that agency? How dangerous is it? What if someone visits it in the future and accidentally touches it, and bury it underground..."

"Who knows, where do we poor people understand the hobbies of rich people?"

The workers' conversation made Gu Jingyan sweat again.

Nangong Mo was not scaring them, but actually installed a mechanism device and could kill people with a move of his finger.

So, just now, because the mechanism button failed, Nangong Mo let them go?

Instead of Nangong Mo showing great compassion or pure jokes?

Depend on, if the psychopath doesn't believe it, he almost died inside.

"Xiao Yan, why are you shaking your hands?"

Xi Zuer smiled faintly from her ears.

Gu Jingyan held his left hand with his right hand, trying to stop his trembling, but his right hand was also shaking. He gritted his teeth and said, "Bo Gucheng, now you know that your recklessness just now is so harmful? Can you win with the psychopath? You regret it!"

Bo Gucheng said lightly: "Don't regret it."

Gu Jingyan: “…!”

Bo Gucheng raised his eyebrows: "I have done more things to bet on life than you have eaten."

The calm and gentle demeanor made Gu Jingyan feel depressed.

But Xi Zuer also smiled like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and the big things never lingered in her heart: "Xiao Yan, don't be nervous. With the ancestors here, how could you make something wrong?"

Even if you are buried underground, your ancestors can dig you out and make it breathable.

Gu Jingyan: “…!”

He would never come out to play with these two guys again, he was depressed!

Bo Gucheng pondered for a moment, turned his head and looked at the workers who were chatting with a sharp look: "How many devices are there in total?"

The workers were stunned.

Although I don’t know Bo Gucheng’s identity, I was shocked by the man’s cold aura: “Five, fifty…”

It’s scary. There are actually people in the world who can kill people like their president!

Bo Gucheng ordered Chen Long next to him: "Let someone stare at them, demolish all the mechanisms, and explode! This underground palace is included in a dangerous building and cannot be opened without my consent!"

Chen Long: "Yes!"

Although his father Bo applied for retirement, he could not apply for retirement as a lifelong chief expert of the Imperial National Security Council. He still has the weight of a word for everything involving national security.

What's more, the application for retirement has not been approved yet.

Are you Bo Shuai or are you Bo Shuai? Nangong Mo, do you think you, a local rich man who does business, can beat our unparalleled master?

==

The slum of the imperial capital.

In the dilapidated attic, the little girl's childish voice came: "Brother, I'm hungry..."

Li Xiaolou had already memorized three test papers when he memorized the CET-4 English test. Hearing the shouts, he suddenly woke up, and his red eyes looked at the clock. It was already afternoon.

God, he forgot to cook.

After coaxing his sister, he quickly went to the stove to cook porridge with rice, and then chopped the leaves of the vegetable leaves he had been asked for at the end of the market, mixed them into the porridge, and after a while, a bowl of green porridge was served.

Rub a grain of salt or two and put it in.

After stirring, he served it to the table: "Little sister, you eat first."

"Brother, don't you eat it?"

"Brother still needs to learn."

"elder brother……"
Chapter completed!