Chapter 36 Laughing Like a Sand Sculpture
Brother Jiang grabbed her collar with one hand and threw her away a few meters away.
"I'm tired of living, don't the tiger think I'm a sick cat? I want to untie him, why do you want to save him from my hands? It's just wishful thinking..."
"Han Yun, how are you? Leave me alone, hurry up..." Lan Xingbo roared with red eyes.
Brother Jiang was very annoyed, he turned around and clenched his fists, and was about to wave at Lan Xingbo.
Lan Xiao let out a bad cry, and immediately took out a black card on her body and blocked it in front of Lan Xingbo.
"Brother Jiang, you will keep this black card first, give me half a day, and I will get the money to pay you back..."
The big fist of the sandbag came to an abrupt end with a cold wind.
Brother Jiang looked suspiciously at the little guy who was less than his shoulders under his fist.
"Brother Jiang, if you still don't believe me, then I will give you my ID card, all the bank cards on me, and this unlimited black card."
As a result, all kinds of cards were spread out on the table very quickly.
Lan Xiao held her ID card and looked at her little face: "This is my ID card, there is absolutely no fraud..."
Brother Jiang glanced, the girl on the ID card squinted and smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, smiling like a sand sculpture, which fits her temperament a little bit.
For some reason, his temper suddenly improved a lot.
The little brothers on the side were all dumbfounded.
After following Brother Jiang for so long, it was the first time I met a girl who was not afraid of death, and it was also the first time I saw the miraculous picture of Brother Jiang's temper like a volcanic eruption, which disappeared instantly.
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The little brother, who is tall and tall, scratched his head a little depressingly, watching the three of them who went away together and left safely.
This is the first time I have seen such a scene.
After following Brother Jiang for many years, it was the first time that someone could leave Brother Jiang safely.
"Brother Jiang, is this appropriate? What if they run away? Fifty million is not a small amount..."
Brother Jiang leaned on the seat, holding the ID card in his slender palms, looked left and right, obviously did not hear the younger brother's words.
He glanced at the ID card, the girl smiled brightly, and sneered: "It's a sand sculpture..."
Immediately, he kicked a little brother's ass.
"Go, follow them and see what they're up to? Report to me at any time..."
The little brother was almost eaten by the kicked dog, scratched his head, didn't dare to put a fart, and ran out.
Brother Jiang threw his ID card on the table: "I want to see, how can you pay the astronomical figure of 50 million for a little girl's film... It's just beyond your own power..."
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Lan Xingbo was not seriously injured, at most he was punched a few times in the cheek, and there was some blood flowing from the corners of his nose and mouth.
The three turned to the corner, Lan Xingbo's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.
"You're an idiot, right? What are you doing here? If something happens to me, you don't need to worry about it, let alone the Lan family's interference. You just treat me as dead without me? You leave me right now. Here, go home... If the old man asks my whereabouts, you don't know..."
"In case I die on the street one day, if you still think of me as a younger brother, just collect a corpse for me, cremate it and throw it into the sea. I do things alone, and I don't need anyone to take responsibility for me..." Lan Xingbo said, then turned around and walked back.