Chapter 937 (2/2)

My Guardian Mr Bo Fu Jiu 13310K 2022-07-22

The man glanced at her and said, ”it's for you to design weapons here.”

”What?”

An Ge'er frowned tightly, joking.

The helicopter stopped directly on the edge of the island. As soon as Angela got down, someone on the other side took out a gas mask and put on a thick isolation suit, but she didn't mean to wear it.

”What do you wear like this? Is there a virus on it!? Why don't you dress me? ”

”We'll leave, and you'll stay on the island all the time, so you don't need to wear them.”

The man decided to say, the voice is simply can not hear any waves, as if there is a sense of justification.

An Ge Er a listen, burst out a burst of anger.

These people actually brought her here, full of bacteria and viruses, but they didn't give her isolation clothes and gas masks yet!? This is to let her in the chronic suicide meaning!

Looking at their two women and two men began to wear them, an Ge'er's eyes flashed a killing intention. The exquisite pistol hidden in his sleeve fell into his hand, went directly behind the man, held the gun against him, gritted his teeth, ”if you really want me to design well, let me wear it, or I don't mind pulling you to be buried with me!”

This action speech lets other several people startle, quickly raises the gun to aim at an Ge'er.

The man was stiff, but motioned his eyes to let them put down their guns.

It's said that you can do whatever you want, but you can't kill her.

However, his eyes are slightly narrowed now. Obviously, he doesn't believe that an'ge'er has a gun. ”Don't joke with me. You can't afford it!”

An Ge'er sneers, directly -

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