It is not that the cadres who appear here and their members have not imagined the way this "passionate" emperor will appear before this.

Do you walk into the hall with a terrifying aura and tell people directly that the emperor standing in front of you is the apex of the organization? Or did they actually appear in the hotel a long time ago and wait until enough observations are made before they formally appear?

Most of them think it is the latter. After entering the hotel, they have been working hard to maintain a stable and reliable image, preparing to gain the appreciation of the organization Boss and embark on the pinnacle of life.

result...

That's it?

Seeing the body in front of him twisting and twisting, as if showing his upper body and black fishnet underwear, the pink-haired middle-aged man who walked into the hall step by step in a sulky posture, many people were stunned.

This is the "passionate" emperor?

Impossible!

...

Goo...

Qiao Luno couldn't help swallowing, then looked at Terry Hugh, who was also sluggish in disbelief.

"Terry Hugh... are you sure?"

"Should...should..." Terry Hugh stammered.

This feeling can’t be wrong. From the moment the other party appeared, Trey Hugh could feel that the other party was his father, but...

What happened to this inexplicable feeling of not wanting to recognize him? !

Obviously, she had imagined countless possibilities before this. From the mouth of her deceased mother, her image of her father has been stuck on the labels of "comfort", "unwilling to be ordinary" and "pursuing conquest". In the mouth of her own mother, Her father seems to be the most perfect man in the world, but...

Judging from the current situation, isn't it true that her mother's eyes are not good?

Now it is obviously too late to repent and want to return to Naples!

After stepping into the hall at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize, Jon thought that it was not himself who was embarrassed anyway, but Diablo, who was madly trying to regain control of his body, so he slammed his head, compliant. Liu Hai raised his bangs high, and then put his gaze on Trihugh, who had already begun to show autistic expression on his face.

With a flick of the red top hat in his hand, it landed exactly on Terry Hugh's head.

"Terry—Hugh?~..."

The frustrated tone of voice, coupled with Jon's stroke from his face to his chest, as if he was showing his great figure, made the expression on Terry's face more autistic.

"You are really ~ as beautiful as your mother?..."

The fingers on his palm twisted in the air like a machine, and Jon twisted his body again and walked towards the position he had prepared for him.

The steps of the six relatives' denial made the others stunned. One of them even forgot that he was still in the foreground of Jon. He didn't react until Jon walked in front of him.

"Hmm..." After seeing the other person in front of him, Jon's upper body suddenly leaned back, and the red suit jacket slipped from his waist, revealing the black fishnet underwear he was wearing inside. before.

Immediately afterwards, Jon pinched his fingers and pointed at the young man standing in front of him.

"Are you ready to~chall~fight~me?"

It was still the same uplifting and frustrated tone, coupled with the expression on Jon’s face at the moment, which made this aspiring gangster youth who was wise to show a calm posture at the banquet in order to gain the appreciation of the Boss for the “enthusiasm” in his heart. The admiration of the emperor was completely broken, and he even ignored the current situation for a while.

"Damn it!" In the incredible gaze of others, he directly drew the pistol from his waist and pointed the muzzle at Jon's head, and said angrily: "A disgusting guy like you, dare to pretend to be a boss!"

But before he pulled the trigger, Jon's fist hit his chin from the bottom up.

The terrible force even smashed the aspiring young gangster who doubted Jon's identity into the sky.

With a twist of his shoulders, Jon once again walked toward his position at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize, as if it were just a boring episode.

With a bang, the gangster young man who was smashed into the sky by his punch fell to the ground, but judging from his neck that had been twisted into an incredible angle, it was obvious that he could no longer survive.

With his right hand slid slightly, Jon sat down with his head slightly held up.

The palm of his hand gently stroked his moldy octopus head, and Jon showed an intoxicated expression in Diablo's dying gaze.

"Then...also~ there is~ who is going to challenge me, the emperor? King?"

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ps: Thanks to the 400 cat biscuits of'Little Red Riding Hood who wants to touch the tail', the 6 blades of'The Complicity of Penglai Mountain Huiye', the'White Bird Tooth' and the 2 blades of'Sister Street Comet' and'Tetris','DIO' One blade of self-cultivation' and'Emerald Storm'.

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ps2: Push the book "Yasuo Longmen Never Dogs"

Introduction:

"I, Yasuo, a foul-smelling sophomore, single, straight, yearning for a forward-looking life. I am a member of the Longmen Guards, and I actively complete tasks every day, but my colleagues always call me orphans!"

"Every time I see something flying into the sky, I feel very happy. That time I did not deliberately fly into the sky. The sword stabbed something that shouldn't be pierced."

"Sir Chen always said that it was interesting to me, so how many points does it mean?"

"It's not good...huh? Hasa! Give it to me!"

Chapter 151 is more sultry than the double messenger!

"Then...also~ there is~ who is going to challenge me, the emperor? King?"

When these words sounded in the banquet hall, everyone fell into silence.

Today's scene undoubtedly shattered their cognition, and even made them think whether it was this "enthusiastic" emperor or not to show up. It would be better to keep hiding in the dark to give people a sense of mystery.

Although most of the gang members seem to be informal, but they also want to save face!

Doesn't it really lose your face when going out with such a Boss?

For a while, no one dared to speak, no one even dared to look up at Jon.

"Um-?"

Jon looked around and found that everyone was silent.

"Then no one seems...I am very satisfied with this result~"

Jon nodded in satisfaction, but the tone of his speech made him look as if he was taunting everyone underneath.

The sorrowful performance made this huge organization that has reached out into various fields in Italy look like a strange society for a while.

He grabbed the wine bottle in front of him, swiped his nails on the bottle body, and cut the glass wine bottle directly.

Holding the bottle high, let the red wine fall into his mouth along a perfect arc.