My Mr. Song is extremely protective ( Machine Translation )

Fu Yimo thought of what had happened two days ago and his face turned cold. He no longer had much interest in the dress in his hands. He casually threw it into the box and went back to his seat to continue drinking red wine.

Lin Tian's gaze did not leave the dress because he felt that it was not an ordinary dress. He could feel a faint fluctuation, but he could not tell what it was?

He said with his mind, "Song Yi, that is not an ordinary clothes.

Can we take it away later?"

Song Yi had originally planned to trick Fu Yimo. He nodded to Lin Tian to show that he agreed with his action.

Now that he had a jade bracelet on him, didn't his wife like money very much?

In Song Yi's opinion, Fu Yimo was a fool with a lot of money. Before he left, of course, he had to trick him. This was to repay him for the previous two times he treated him.

Although he did not plan to get rid of him for the time being, it was still possible to make him suffer.

He did not expect this man in black to be the boss of the Black Hell Organization. Song Yi had heard about his organization from his colleagues before.

It was a huge tomb raider organization. It could be said that there was no tomb they had not robbed before. However, because they hid it well, it had not been dealt a blow. They were also registered at the Public Security Bureau.

Lin Tian was interested in this piece of clothing. Could it be that this was really not an ordinary piece of clothing?

Blackfire saw that Fu Yimo's eyes had turned cold. He thought for a moment and realized that he did not say anything wrong.

He picked up the clothes in the box and walked to his desk. He placed the clothes on the desk. Under the light, the clothes were even more beautiful than before.

"Young Master Fu, not only are these clothes beautiful, they also have a function?

"Do you know how long these clothes have been around? "

Fu Yimo said, "I don't care. It's just a piece of clothing?

"It's a woman's clothing. What's the use of selling it to me? "

Hei Huo laughed out loud. "Young Master Fu, you're getting worse and worse. Can I buy a piece of clothing from you?

Do you have a gun in your hand?

You can shoot it with a gun. The clothes can't be penetrated by a gun, and the fire can't burn them.

You can try it and see if what I said is true."

Fu Yimo looked at Hei huo suspiciously. How could an ordinary piece of clothing have so many functions?

He had touched it with his hand just now. The clothes were absolutely as thin as wings. It felt weightless in his hand.

He didn't believe that it could withstand bullets and fire, but he had considered the deal between the two of them.

He took out his gun from the drawer. Before he fired, he smiled and said, "I'm telling you, don't try to blackmail me. If this shirt is broken.

"But even if it's broken, don't blame me when the time comes. "

Hei Huo smiled and said, "do what you want. If the shirt is broken, I'll compensate you with a shirt.

"Go ahead and shoot. See if I'm lying or not. "

Fu Yimo did not hesitate. He shot at the shirt that was right in front of him. After the gunshot, even his subordinates outside rushed in.

"There's nothing for you here. You can just go down. "

"Yes! Young Master. "

The subordinates quickly went out again. After seeing that they had closed the door, Fu Yimo looked at the clothes in shock. Because the shot had left the bullet on the clothes, but the surface of the clothes was completely unharmed, as if it had not been hit just now This made him apprehensive, and he had no choice but to look at the clothes again.

If it had been dispensable just now, Song Yi was determined to get the clothes at this moment. He had to get it.