Chapter 1380 Mr. Gu's Willful Miss (13)

After all, there are many ways of doing business on the road.

complex and full of uncertainties.

Therefore, if some important old people die, it is very difficult to find a replacement who can handle the road with ease.

Unless Bai Weiwei knows it herself.

Otherwise, starting tomorrow, the Bai family's industry will fall into chaos.

And because the Bai family was assassinated, and Bai Weiwei couldn't find the murderer, she began to lose her heart.

Loyalties gathered at funerals are shaky and change at any moment.

Gu Nanli pursed his lips and smiled gloomily, "It's also a good concoction. After all, it would be boring to accept everything so smoothly."

His voice was so soft and flat.

It seems that Bai Weiwei is a cute kitten in his eyes.

He is always a little more forgiving when it comes to teasing pets until he is not bored.

Gu Nanli said to his subordinates: "Three is enough, continue tomorrow."

Three today, five tomorrow.

Ten the day after tomorrow.

Quite simply, she collapsed on her own.

Gu Nanli felt bored thinking of the future, he yawned lazily, then put his head on his hands, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As he fell asleep, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his face turned pale.

It's like he's going through something very painful.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, bloodshot eyes spread, and his breathing became chaotic and heavy.

Gu Nanli silently suppressed his chaotic breathing, thinking of the nightmare just now.

Years of uninterrupted nightmares made him increasingly unable to control his temper.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Gu Nanli stood up from the chair, then opened the cabinet, took out a bottle of white wine, and began to sip it one by one.

The hot drink slid down his throat, causing him to stretch his brows.

But the headache didn't ease much, it got worse.

Gu Nanli sat back in the chair and started to assemble the gun.

It's like this to get through the long night.

He disassembles and assembles the gun time and time again, fingers casually, gracefully and quickly.

As if the exquisite perfection of art.

Gu Nanli suddenly thought of Bai Weiwei's technique, she was too fast.

Disassembly, assembly, re-disassembly, but the speed of raising a hand.

This speed is like a miracle.

Is it because women's fingers are more flexible?

Gu Nanli opened the video from the funeral.

This was recorded by his subordinates.

He fingered the gun and looked up at the recorded video.

Her fingers are ingenious, and every movement seems to be random, but they are just right.

This good is different from his good.

He has gone through thousands of calculations and a lot of practice to form the current strict assembly process.

And Bai Weiwei... just followed and threw it, but the gun is like a miracle that can be assembled.

The more he looked, the deeper and hotter Gu Nanli's eyes became.

He pointed at the gun and suddenly threw it forward, but the gun only disassembled the magazine.

Then the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Gu Nanli raised his hand handsomely and maintained it.

Then he slowly withdrew his hand, then quickly picked up the gun, and quickly disassembled it again in his own way.

It seems that this can cover up the failure of his pretense just now.

He looked up at random, just in time to see Bai Weiwei's back turning and leaving.

Her back, unlike some paper-figure women, can't see a trace of curve at all.

It is the perfect golden ratio between the hip line, thighs, and waist.