One is a respected master and the other is a childhood sweetheart.
Colleen feels very blocked.
Since childhood, except when it comes to women, Mike has always been reliable, and Colleen is more inclined to believe him. And, as Mike said, what he says is easy to verify.
Her original intention was to help those street children, but she unexpectedly sent the children into a deeper abyss, which Colleen couldn't accept at all.
"No! I want to confront the master... him!" Colleen stood up suddenly.
Mike grabbed her.
Colleen's eyes were firm. "Don't stop me!"
Mike: "I'm not trying to stop you, but... do you know where Bakuto is?"
Yes!
Thinking about it this way, Colleen realized that it was Bakuto who contacted her every time, and she didn't know where Bakuto lived. Thinking about it more carefully, Bakuto had always acted as a compassionate and wise elder in front of her, so Colleen respected him.
However, if you want to understand a person, you need details.
Thinking about it this way, Bakuto is more like a perfect image than a living person. Living people have emotions, strengths and weaknesses, and sometimes they are stupid.
Colleen sat down slumped, and then his eyes were like daggers. "Don't let go yet!"
Mike murmured in a low voice, "You won't get pregnant if you hold hands."
"What did you say!" Colleen said angrily, his eyebrows standing up.
"Haha." Mike said with a shy face, not timid at all.
Thin-skinned?
Doesn't exist.
Daredevil looked at Mike interacting with Colleen, and then compared it with the "killer" he knew, and thought, "Which one is the real you?"
Iron Fist was a little anxious. Mike hadn't mentioned anything about him yet. Seeing that Colleen and Mike had a tendency to flirt, he quickly asked.
Mike said that Harold. Meacham colluded with the Hand to launder money for the Hand, and its large terminals facilitated the Hand's criminal activities.
Iron Fist also said, "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"
Mike laughed on the spot.
Believe it or not, okay?
What does it have to do with me?
Information fees are not confiscated.
It's like a woman walking on the road, and suddenly someone points at you and says, you are not a woman! Do you think that woman will take out her ID or take off her pants to verify her identity, or will she call her "crazy"?
Talk about no chicken!
Iron Fist was stunned for a moment and then realized. His emotional intelligence is not low, but he has stayed at Kunlun for a long time and is not used to the sophistication of the outside world.
"Sorry." Iron Fist apologized directly.
Apology from a rich man worth 5 billion US dollar.
It's a little cool.
Mike has a much better impression of this curly hair.
However, Iron Fist was doubtful about Mike's statement. It was not because he thought Mike was deliberately deceiving, but because he had a very good impression of the Meachum Family's brother and sister. If it weren't for the support of the two brothers and sisters, how could Iron Fist get back Rand Family's inheritance so easily.
That's five billion US dollar.
Don't you know how many brothers and sisters are fighting in court over a house, and they never interact with each other until they die.
"Thank you." Iron Fist thanked Mike again, "I will investigate this matter clearly."
Mike put a business card on the bar and pushed it over. "So far, the commission completion rate is 100%, the fees are low, the service is considerate, and I am honest."
In terms of money, the system treats Mike, which is simply a history of blood and tears against workers, but it charges the employer very cheaply. If it were not possible to obtain Soul Energy and Destiny Energy, believe it or not, Mike would go on strike!
Don't strong people need money?
Even if the money cannot be used or spent, it will be comfortable to look at lying in the account.
That's too much!
Iron Fist picked up the business card and looked at it carefully until he saw "ghostwriting assignment"... Is this "ghostwriting assignment" a literal meaning, or is it some kind of code word?
Seeing Iron Fist's expression getting weird, Colleen came closer.
He burst out laughing.
Based on her understanding of Mike, it definitely means what it means.
I pushed Mike and said, "Still so immoral!" I felt a little better for no reason.
Mike disagrees. Why is it so unfair to do homework assignments for you?
Everyone has their own thoughts, today is not a good time to reminisce. Mike drank two glasses of whiskey. Before leaving, he asked Colleen to be careful and not to confront Bakuto alone. If you have anything to do, call him.
"That's annoying!" Colleen pretended to be impatient and said goodbye with a smile.
When driving a sports car and passing an intersection, Mike hesitated and turned the steering wheel left.
He decided to check out Jessica.
Looking up from downstairs, the lights in Jessica apartment were out.
Arriving at the door, Mike heard the sound of rushing water and suppressed sobs.
"Would you like to call Tracy and ask her to comfort Jessica? Forget it... she has to go to work tomorrow." Mike put the phone back in his pocket and knocked on the door.
No response.
The door is locked.
So Mike directly dismantled the door.
Simple and crude.
Valid.
In the bathroom, the faucet of the wash basin was turned on, and the shower head was also turned on, facing Jessica who was huddled in the corner of the bathroom.
Mike Turn off the faucet and shower.
"You are the victim, Purple Man was killed by me, so... why are you torturing yourself? I really can't understand it. You must be sick."
"Get out!" Jessica grabbed the soap and threw it over.
Snap!
The soap fell to the ground and slid happily for several meters.
Do you want to pick it up?
"Oh, a dog bites Lu Dongbin, it doesn't know a good heart! Come out."
"No!"
"I say it again, come out!"
"This is my home, I can do whatever I want, you have nothing to do with it."
Mike strode forward and picked up Jessica.
Mike Only this time did I realize that this girl who is 1.75 meters tall and has super strength is unexpectedly thin.
Jessica was only wearing a small vest at this time, and then he got wet.
Well, sure, A is correct.
"What are you looking at!"
Snap!
Jessica slapped Mike in the face.
It hurts.
Mike was stunned for a moment, "You crazy woman..."
Before he finished speaking, Jessica hooked his arms around Mike's neck, clamped his waist with his feet, and hung on him like a sloth.
Use your lips to block the curse words Mike.
Lips are cold!
"She is indeed a crazy woman." Mike thought to herself.
At first I was just a little worried.
I never expected that it would turn out to be a war of words.
Good guy!
Mike is not to be outdone.
Hiss!
If the enemy is ashamed, I will take off her clothes!
Tactical suppression!
Jessica is not to be outdone.
After you sing, I will appear on the stage, and we will really meet my opponent in chess.
Boom!
The poor and innocent bed was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a cry.
Fortunately, there is a mattress.
The next day.
Mike woke up and found nothing around him. He touched the big spring that collapsed from the mattress.
Um... the mattress was also killed.
He got up, took a cold shower, and prepared to put on... well, his clothes and pants were all torn yesterday.
Huh~ Fortunately System Space always has clothes and pants, otherwise women's clothes?
Mike took out his mobile phone, which contained a text message from Jessica.
[I went to work, woke up and left, and just pretended that what happened last night never happened. Also, if Tracy finds out about it, be careful to cut it and cure it permanently.]
[If the bed or mattress is broken, each person will be responsible for half of it. AA will send you the bill later. You dismantled the door, and you are responsible for repairing and installing it.]
Mike looked at the text message blankly, and it took a while before he managed to calm down. "Damn!"
I dare to be a tool again.
Who will pay if your waist is broken?
Who will pay for the hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals who were killed last night?