Xena was suddenly in a bad mood.

I don't know why.

Fyren says she likes Chloe, and even though she knows Fyren's bullshit, she's still upset.

As to why, she did not dwell on it.

"Fyren, you spent over $10 billion on girls? That's a lot of money! The price of a big star can be randomly picked, a secretary, is it worth it?"

Fyren said angrily: "You hurry to save people! Why so much nonsense?"

"You yelled at me!

"Huh?" Fyren was stunned and quickly softened his tone: "Did I, did I yell at you?" Not really? Haha, no, no. Gee, here I am... Cough, cough, loud echo. Good sister, real sister, good sister, Xena sister is the most good, the most lovely, the most compassionate, the kindest. You help me save people, I'll give you all my shares. All of them. In the future, the pharmaceutical factory is your Xena home, I will never be in front of your eyes again, help, please, please..."

"Well, I'll take a look. I'll take a bath and do my hair, and I'll come when I'm in a good mood."

"Hey, you..."

Doodle doodle......

The phone hangs up.

Zoey put away the phone and looked at Fyren with a straight face. "Really saving people, huh?"

"Yes, yes."

Fyren was in no mood to argue with her.

"Did she say yes or no? Is this a yes? She has no reason to refuse this condition!"

She will, she is not the kind of person who will not save. Please, please, do save!

Zoey had heard Fyren's voice and thought she was hallucinating.

This time I heard it clearly again. I looked at Fyren, and my eyes began to look serious.

Mouth tentatively asked: "Fyren master to pick up a girl to support the blood book, this girl is probably a beautiful look?"

"Huh? Oh, yes."

Fyren wasn't even interested in her.

He turned and sat wearily on the bench, leaning against the wall.

No, I have to get that Otto to show up tomorrow. I can't keep cleaning up his ass.

I blew up Eliza's deal, I saved Chloe's mom... God knows what's gonna happen next.

"More than 10 billion, I don't care. At most get a beating from dad, become the joke of the whole North country."

I am not afraid to bite more lice, anyway, my reputation has long stinked on the street. The most important thing is... people must be saved!

Zoey felt this was starting to get weird and interesting.

How could I hear so clearly what was going on in this guy's mind?

Zoey stayed, leaning against the railing. "What about it? Tell me."

"Huh? What about what?"

"What's going on?"

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Fyren smiled helplessly: "Picking up girls! Of all the ridiculous things I've done, this is the only one."

"Fyren, don't think you can fool me. Although you have done a lot of immoral and absurd things, but in the matter of money, you are never vague. Spending $10 billion on a girl is not a losing proposition you would ever make. Unless that person is Eliza or Cora. If you spend $10 billion in Fyren, you're sure to get back $30 billion or more."

"What do you care how many millions I make?"

Fyren doesn't get used to this woman.

Now the phone is finished, I do not ask her what, anyway is Otto's woman, why give her a good face?

"Oh? Xena helped save people with more than 10 billion yuan in profit, then I just helped you call, can't be for nothing?"

Fyren got up, walked over to the railing, and looked at Zoey exactly:

"Of course it can't be for nothing. Wait a few hours I go out, buy you a set of sex toys, when you are lonely at home to think of my majestic posture, do it yourself can be cool on the sky, okay?"

Zoey's face immediately turned white with anger and he gritted his silver teeth. "Fyren!"

"I know, I'm scum."

Zoey takes Fyren to the rooms.

Two hours later, Zoey walked to the door of his cell, shocked.

The three sociologists inside knelt in a row on the ground.

One was polishing Fyren's shoes, the other two were sitting upright, and all three were black and bruised.

Fyren sat in a chair against the wall, resting his arm and whistling.

Sometimes Fyren just doesn't understand.

A person like himself should be a pillar of society, a local economic leader, and a successful person in everyone's mind.

Or a dog-licking villain?

He's worth a hundred billion dollars. He's highly educated.

I have climbed snow-capped mountains, jumped an umbrella from a height of 10,000 meters, and participated in the Spanish bull running festival. Master four languages, double master's degree, good at boxing, swimming, skiing and basketball;

He's tall and handsome, too, no match for those little fresh meat guys with heavy makeup, but in a fancy suit, no problem tough guy, leadership style.

Why is it so lame that I have to be a licking dog, mindlessly steal a woman from Otto, and then get shot by him?

Even if they are on the brain, like the wind and snow, like Eason!

Hook your fingers, there are enchanting leprechaun throwing themselves at you, driving a supercar at any CBD stop, there must be young and beautiful girls take the initiative to come to wechat.

Why do I have to hang out with the leading ladies like I'm crazy?

Zoey looked at the three men on their knees and was furious.

"Fyren, did you hit them?"

"Disappointed?" Fyren stood up and walked over to the railing with a smile on his face. "Didn't you keep me here hoping they'd beat me up?"

Zoey did think so, and if he didn't let this guy suffer a little, he wouldn't feel good.

But how come these three guys are such losers? Usually not very arrogant, very domineering? Three can't beat one?

Zoey shouted, "Did he hit you?"

Fyren turned and looked at the three of them. "Tell me, did I hit you?"

The three people quickly waved their hands: "No, no, no, we hit ourselves."

"Yes, I hit it myself."

"Master Fyren is very good, civilized and polite, he should not be in prison, police officer, are you mistaken?" Such a good person, can not catch ah!"

Fyren looked at Zoey triumphantly, with little eyes that seemed to say: You hear that?

Zoey said angrily to the policeman on duty, "Open the door and let him out."

Fyren picked up his suit, draped it over his arm and walked proudly out.

Walked into the hall and was surprised.

It was Eliza who came to bail herself out!

Eliza just finished signing, turned around and saw Fyren, smiling, "Is everything okay?"

"Why you?"

"Can't it be me?"

Zoey's face went horribly wrong. She walked to the front of the reception desk, slammed the pad down on the counter, and said, "Sign and go."

Fyren signed it.

Zoey looked at Eliza and said, "Eliza, aren't you sick of him? Why bail him out?"

"I'm happy."

Zoey snorted coldly: "Sure enough, capitalists have no conscience."

"Watch your mouth. The police have to obey the law."

"But he's a scum, you know."

"Yes." Eliza said, "But I don't remember a law that says scum should be shot and put in jail." He and Jason were involved in a fight. Jason signed off on it, and I paid the $2,000 fine. All you have to do is release him immediately."

Zoey was about to get angry when she laughed again, "I heard you guys are getting engaged next month?" Congratulations, the rich man finally gets married."

Eliza knew she was trying to make herself sick, but she just smiled, "Thanks." I heard your family forced you on another blind date? This guy must be a normal guy, right?"

There was a flash of fire between the two women's eyes.

Eliza had been harassed by Fyren for three years, and it was no secret to the whole of Syracuse.

And Zoey has been forced to blind date, constantly meet strange men rumors, many people in the circle also know.

Two people have pain points, neither forgive the other.

Fyren's heart felt dark.

Women quarrel at any time is a big play! Wonderful!

But I have to be careful, these two girls are more than a tiger, I don't want to get burned.

[It is said that now you are hostile to each other, and when Otto takes you all as a harem, ha ha, you are good sisters.]

Fyren stood in the back, laughing to himself.

Suddenly felt the hair count down, looked up, and both women stared angrily at themselves.

Fyren quickly turned and walked away, muttering, "I have to go home. My mother called me home for dinner."

In the car.

Eliza sat down in a chair and faced Fyren.

Fyren is like a schoolboy.

"Damn, what is this stupid commercial vehicle, why are the seats facing each other? Where am I looking?"

Eliza's legs are so beautiful, wearing black silk, it is crazy. I can play with these legs for a year, no, three years, no!

[Unfortunately, the skirt is a little in the way, if you lift it up a little, spread your legs a little more...]

Eliza stared coldly at Fyren with a straight face, listening to his mental fantasies about herself, when suddenly her legs flew wide and Fyren nearly sprayed.

"Is it nice?" Eliza asked coldly, without changing her face.

"And... It's ok..."

Eliza sat back down, "Tell me, how did you know there was something wrong with Jason? What are the intelligence channels? Is there an undercover agent in my company?"

Fyren's eyes widened and he began to feign surprise: "He really has a problem? See, I told you today wasn't a good day to sign, right? Fortunately I acted in time. I tell you..."

"Fyren, can you tell me the truth?"

"I'm telling the truth."

Fyren is still hard, even if he wants to break his head, he will not know that his heart can not hide a word, and let the heroine listen to a clean.

Eliza said, "Why did you suddenly not want to marry me?"

Fyren hesitates: "Suddenly I think I like Xena..."

"Xena is not your girlfriend at all, so stop it."

Fyren sighed. "The truth is, I don't like you."

"What were the three years before that?"

"Bad luck for me."

"Then what are your sweet words to me, asking questions?"

"Bad luck for you."

"Then why are you helping me today? You'd go to jail to help me! And did you really want to kiss me at that time?"

Fyren looked at Eliza and suddenly laughed, "You're really sick, Sis." It's personal between me and Jason. It's over with you."

Eliza looked at Fyren and said, "Fyren, don't be sorry you said that."

"I do things Fyren and never regret it."

"I warn you, I hold a grudge. If you do this to me today, you will never have the chance to be with me again."

"Ha ha, that's just right! After we meet symbolically to say hello on the line, if I say one more word to you, I am a grandson!"

Eliza was sad.

She had a sore nose and wet eyes.

"Go away."

She said quietly, "Get out of the car."