Smith is still struggling, who dares to move him if he talks so badly.

"Do you know who I am, dare to say such cruel words!"

Bo Jiuwen said and smiled: "Smith, who started with oil, now the company is doing well, but his hands and feet are a bit dirty. For example, when it is oil, he does some other business.

When Smith heard the next sentence, his face suddenly turned white, and his eyes narrowed.

"You asked me just now, do you know who you are." Bo Jiu tilted his head: "Now it's my turn to ask you, do you know who I am?"

Smith was not sure about the identity of the other party, so he didn't understand where this boy knew his thing from!

"Remember this name." Bo Jiu raised his hand and sprayed a letter on his chest with a spray, his voice slowly: "z."

As soon as I saw the letters forming, Smith's eyes widened, and now it is even more trembling.

The entire Fifth Avenue, now no one does not know z, no one who has been staring at him has escaped, all will be sent to prison.

But Smith never thought that z would be such a young boy!

At this moment he was really scared.

After all, if Z shot, then he will not be given the opportunity to hire a lawyer.

Because every time the criminal evidence he found was the deadliest, enough for some people to eat a prison meal for a lifetime, no matter how eloquent the lawyer was, it was difficult to speak again when facing the criminal evidence.

"Z, please, where did I provoke you, you said it, it was easy to discuss." Smith whispered for mercy, and there was a thin sweat on his face: "look, lookme, those goods are right, I can give You, we can share it evenly, and I can get it for you now! "

Bo Jiu smiled softly: "Smith, you don't seem to know my style of doing things. I will take over your goods, but you still have to go in."

When Smith heard this, he suddenly showed violence in his eyes: "Why do you have to kill everything! Z, they are all mixed in the Tao, are you not afraid of doing things too terribly, you can't protect yourself?"

"That's my business, as for why you are so treated to you." Bo Jiuyan said: "The girls you have bullied, no matter what nationality you are, you want to sleep, sleep, sell if you don't want to sleep, or even force others. When I die, I have n’t learned well since I entered. The words you said when you came out are enough for me to kill you. "

Smith never thought it was because of this.

After all, z is also a criminal, isn't he?

why.

He wants to replace those people ...

"Oh, irony, it's really irony." Smith sneered, trying to give himself a chance to distract the other side: "z, don't you think you are hypocritical, you are obviously doing bad things, your money is coming I do n’t see much cleanliness, I have to stand up for others, why? Do you really think those people will treat you as a hero? If this is really the case, there wo n’t be many people who want to catch you in public surveys , Your presence makes them feel terrified, no matter what, you are all black, this reason, you will never understand it? "

At this time, Bo Jiu had stood up.

On her left is the street light. Under the backlight, she looks more like a mysterious blood-sucking noble, and the beautiful is amazing: "Who told you that I am white?"