Jun Yue slightly raised his leg and kicked the man, and the man was sent flying by him. There was no expression on his cold and stern face. The black pupils seemed to be covered with frost, watching the blood on the ground just like looking at a dead person.
He raised his long leg and kicked him once again and stepped on the man's chest. The man was trembling in pain and the blood in his mouth kept pouring out.
Jun Yue gave him a nasty glance, and said coldly, "Do you know anyone who messes with me?"
When Jun Yue stepped on his chest, he couldn't breathe, but he opened his eyes in horror and shook his head constantly.
"Jun Yu, I will hand him over to you." He raised his feet and dropped his words indifferently, turning coldly, leaving everyone with a long and honorable back.
"Okay, brother!" Jun Yu had long waited for his sentence, got his instructions, and slowly walked towards the half-dead man with excitement.
Jun Yue is different from Jun Yu.
Jun Yu likes to torture people slowly and torture them to death rather than kill them directly, which makes him feel very excited and very fulfilled.
He usually does not give people a chance to breathe, just like a leopard lurking in the darkness, giving its prey a fatal blow.
Jun Yue returned to his presidential suite and took a bath first.
Coming out of the shower, Jun Yue only wrapped a towel around him, holding a towel in his hand, wiping his short hair at will.
His bare upper body, wheat-colored skin, perfect six-pack screaming abs, drops of water on the hair tips, dripping down the **** texture, down to the tantalizing mermaid line, and finally went into the bath towel.
Throwing the towel away, he sat on the luxurious sofa, his slender and powerful legs crossed randomly, his knuckle lazily supporting his head.
Every move is full of elegance.
Slightly squinting his eyes, the weird little girl who wasn't wearing clothes appeared again last night.
The beautiful small face with big eyes, moist lips, tears in eyes, timidly looked at his navy-blue eyes.
Even, it was obviously very astringent. But he developed a very mature body.
Between her nose and wings, there seemed to be a sweet, sweet fragrance.
His body tightened, his black eyes deepened.
He actually had that desire for the little girl with low IQ who he had only seen once.
He grew up to be twenty-five years old, and he was not without a woman. He was pure, sexy, elegant, hot, and intellectual.
But no woman has ever been able to stir his interest.
All the women sent to his bed were thrown out by him.
But now, he was in love with a strange little baby girl, and that little girl's brain was not normal.
Taking a deep breath, Jun Yue returned to normal.
"Check out a little girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. She appeared on the beach here last night. I will see the results tomorrow."
He made a phone call to his special assistant, and without waiting for him to speak, he hung up the phone.
Yang Shuo, the special assistant who received the phone call from La Crosse, was stunned.
Last night, a little girl appeared in the private bay of the president?
The news was a blast and listening to the tone of the president he seemed to be very fond of the little girl.
Yang Shuo, who had returned to himself, suddenly felt something was wrong.
Blond hair, navy blue eyes, country Z does not have this eye color.
The man the president asked him to check, wouldn't it be a Kraken?