Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 1545



1545 Chapter 1545-wrong person

She expressionlessly reached out and picked up a few pieces of ice from the ice bucket in front of her. She dropped them into the empty cup, but her eyes didn’t move away from the young Hall master’s face at all.

It was like an eagle staring at its prey, slowly crushing it mentally and then swallowing it bite by bite!

Lin Hanxing held the bottle of brandy with one hand and elegantly hit the ice with the hard liquor.

For a moment, the ice cubes in the cup collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

In the silent atmosphere, it was very pleasant to listen to!

Lin Hanxing clenched the glass tightly and placed it on the table in front of the young Hall Master.

“It’s not your turn yet. Have a drink, don’t be in a hurry.”

“……”

The young Hall Master looked at the brandy in front of him, which was constantly emitting cold air, and his Adam’s apple rolled.

In ancient times, there was a meal at the end of one’s life. Was he going to die Here?

After completing this series of smooth and natural movements, Lin Hanxing’s gaze finally fell back on Qi Zhenzhen’s face, which had long been covered in smudges of makeup.

With a sneer, he bent over and, with lightning speed, pinched Qi Zhenzhen’s chin, forcing her to look up.

“He’s more like a clown!”

The force was so great that his fingers sank into his flesh.

It left a deep white mark.

Qi Zhenzhen’s eyes were watery, and she couldn’t avoid it even if she wanted to.

if there’s anything, come at me. I’ll be very angry if you touch the wrong person!

Lin Hanxing let go of her hand and patted her cheek.

His fingers, which still smelled of brandy, gave off a mysterious and dangerous feeling.

Tears the size of beans rolled down from Qi Zhenzhen’s eyes and fell on Lin Hanxing’s fingers.

Lin Hanxing’s eyes narrowed.

At this moment, there was movement at the door.

“This is the Hong gang’s territory, Who Do You Think You Are?”

The people behind old Chai were making a lot of noise, but they just couldn’t get in.

“Lin xiaojiu! Lin xiaojiu!”

As soon as elder Chai got out of the car, his heart turned cold. She didn’t use a single Lin Hanxing from Hua Ji, which meant that it was the same as what she said on the phone.

This matter did not involve Huaji. It was purely a personal grudge between her and the Hong gang and the Qi family.

However! The more it was like this, the more troublesome it was!

She, Lin xiaojiu, did things without a care!

As long as she wanted to, she could even tear down the entire Street, not to mention that Lei Xiao was so indulgent of her.

“Please invite old Chai in.”

Lin Hanxing gave a signal with his eyes, and the men at the door immediately made way. They were expressionless and did not even look at the Hong gang, as if they did not exist at all.

This made the Hong gang members, who were usually respected in Xuelan, feel greatly humiliated.

However, there were priorities, so they couldn’t care about anything else.

“Bajie, come and say hello to Grandpa!”

When old Chai passed by, Yan beiming pinched the little pig’s trotter and shook it at him.

“……”

You’re the grandpa Pig, your whole family are Grandpa pigs!

Old Chai’s eyes widened in anger, but he couldn’t do anything to these little bastards in front of him.

“Lin …”

He finally managed to hold his breath and walked to Lin Hanxing with fear in his heart. However, before elder Chai could continue, Lin Hanxing raised his hand expressionlessly and interrupted him.

“I’ve already said everything I wanted to say to elder Chai over the phone.”

He looked at old Chai coldly, and his domineering attitude was unquestionable.

“……”

Give me back my pig!

“Lin, if you dare to touch my son, I’ll let you try!”

Seeing that old Chai was stunned, his subordinate Hall Master hurriedly clamored. His son was still looking at him anxiously, begging for help!

Lin Hanxing laughed, like a spring Forest blooming and the spring water being born, making people’s eyes light up.

“Are you threatening me?”

However, the words he said were like a sudden clap of thunder, causing one’s heart to turn cold.