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Chapter 117 Are you going to take revenge, or are you going to dance?(2/2)

Dressed in such a flashy way, those who know know in their hearts that you are going to take revenge, but if those who don't know see it, they will definitely think that this bitch is going to dance in a nightclub!

What's wrong with this guy's brain?

Hong Fei was shocked.

He picked up Jessica's back collar and dragged her all the way back to the manor. On the way, two looming holes were worn out at the knees of her jeans, which made her look even more fashionable.

Da Tou, who was wearing a white coat, saw him in the distance and quickly ordered people to put hot water on Hong Fei first.

"Let your mother go! Where is my artificial intelligence?!"

The big head suddenly disappeared in a flash.

Ivan stood by the window of the laboratory building and grinned.

"I'll have Da Tou sew your mouth shut later!"

There was a clang and the window closed tightly.

It's better to hate it.

After entering the door and throwing Jessica to the ground, Abomination suddenly poked his head out from the basement entrance of the living room.

"Hey, this girl is nice, but her makeup is too heavy."

Hong Fei instantly turned his head and stared deathly.

He shrank back with a loud bang.

"No. 2, bring a bucket of water to wake her up."

"Okay, boss."

Unexpectedly, the most dedicated person was actually No. 2, so I gave him a salary increase later.

No. 2 turned around and stopped suddenly, then turned back and said: "Boss, this carpet...can't get wet."

Hong Fei raised his eyebrows: "I can't afford it?"

"No, no, it's just... this carpet, it's a bit expensive."

"Um?"

"$3.2 million."

Hong Fei instantly wanted to put his feet away from the stall.

Although he has some money now, this is a carpet. It is something that is stepped on under the shoes every day. Why is it so expensive? This is obviously a waste of money, and he remembers that this carpet was there when he first moved in.

Was the original owner so wealthy?

Unlike guns and ammunition, this kind of thing has no practicality at all. Can it be used to suffocate people to death?

Hong Fei: "You can find a way to sell it to me tomorrow!"

"Okay, but...this seems to be Dr. Zhao's favorite carpet."

Be silent for a few seconds.

"Pack it up and send it to Sokovia tomorrow. No, now, take it out now, and then come over with a bucket of water."

Number 2 called several people to gently remove the carpet, and then he walked in carrying a bucket of steaming warm water.

Hong Fei's facial features immediately couldn't help but wrinkle inwards at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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