Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

The reborn Qin Zheng was never afraid of anything.

For someone who has already died once.

Death is an immovable noun.

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"Oh, this is a little troublesome."

"Tick...tick..."

It was like the sound of something dripping on the ground.

A man turned a knife in his hand, and the knife was stained with blood.

And under his feet, stepped on a very fresh corpse.

This is probably an abandoned warehouse, and the meager sunlight shone through the window, making it clear the smile on the man's lips.

"I didn't expect that he would actually be involved."

The killer flipped through the phone, and what was displayed on the screen was Jun Suli's face.

"The situation is not good..."

Shadow kicked the corpse in the face.

"But...that's more interesting, isn't it?"

He smiled wistfully.

How many years have you not had this extreme thrill?

Shadow covered his face.

Feel the turbulent killing intent inside.

A gloomy cold wind blew past, and when people looked at that place again, there was no trace of the shadow in the same place.

"Hehe... Suli... Are you going to set a long line to catch big fish this time?"

in a room.

Jun Suli looked at the picture on the screen with extremely deep eyes.

"This person is notoriously cunning, how sure are you this time?"

Tang Yi held a bunch of keys in one hand and hung it on his fingertips.

Jun Suli closed his eyes and raised a customary arc on his lips.

Although he didn't say a word, he already knew the answer just by looking at his expression.

Tang Yi had long been accustomed to this attitude towards Jun Suli.

"What are you going to do this time? There is a lot of power behind the shadow. If you want to swallow it, it will take some time."

"Spend time?"

Jun Suli suddenly smiled.

"Do you think I need to spend time on such little things?"

Jun Suli crossed his hands.

This is very arrogant.

But he has arrogant capital!

Jun Suli, rumored to be outside, is just the president of a chaebol group.

But only Tang Yi knew.

The man in front of him has so much power and wealth.

Even he himself, at some point, has to look up to this man who is like a god.

"Okay, you are a bastard, you are very dragging, I won't be blind to you."

"No, this is for you."

Tang Yi handed a bunch of keys in his hand to Jun Suli,

"What are you giving me this for?"

Jun Suli looked at the key in his hand, somewhat baffled.

Tang Yi glanced at him, then pretended to cough twice.

"Cough cough! This is a good thing! You have to keep it well."

"I'll tell you quietly, this is the key to that Ye Chen's room. As long as you have it, you can enter and leave his room unimpeded...and then...hehe~~"

Tang Yijian laughed twice, but he almost didn't say "Momada and Papapa".

Jun Suli looked at the string of golden keys in his hand.

His face gradually darkened, he smiled and looked at Tang Yi, who was dancing there,

"Come on."

"exist."

"Take off Tang Shao and throw it on the street."

"Yes!"

"Eh?...Hey!"

"Jun Suli!"

"Tang Shao, I'm sorry, I offended you. Are you taking it off yourself? Or should I take it off for you?"

"Tu Tuo Tuo! Take off your mother b! Get out of my way!"

"Sorry, how offended."

"Ah—Jun Suli! Your uncle's!"