Chapter 287 (1/2)

She was stunned in an instant. Subconsciously, she raised her eyes and looked into the cabin.

There is a man standing in the wooden house, with his back to the door, facing the window with dozens of thin steel bars nailed to the wooden house. Through the gap of the steel bars, he stands there silently and looks out of the window.

A pair of black Italian handmade leather shoes came into her vision. Compared with the past, the leather shoes were carefully managed by special personnel, and now they look a little old, stained with mud and a little dark red blood.

The upper leg, as always straight and slender, is wrapped in black trousers. The black handmade shirt has some wrinkles, more like hiding some blood, but it can hardly be seen because of the color of the shirt.

But even in such a situation, men just stand there quietly, still clean, handsome, dignified and indifferent.

And absolutely.

Such a high position is not as high as you can't see in the morning when you are in a high position in the business world, but like a clear air that can't be stained by mud. No matter any evil or filth entangles him, he can still wash away the coastal China, which is impeccable.

He's standing there, he's still him.

Ink depth of field

He's really here!

Ji Nuan's mouth moves subconsciously, but because the man named Dali is just behind her, only about a meter away from her. Any unusual attitude and action she has now will be immediately detected by him, so that not only her own life will be lost, but also the temporarily safe ink depth of field will be involved.

She silently put the tray and food in her hands on the table in front of the door, and saw that the man in front of the window was standing there indifferently without turning back, and she secretly bit her teeth and didn't make a sound.

Dali stood behind her, watching her every move.

Seeing her put down the food, Dali suddenly said in English: ”Mr. control! We've got a woman. The taste of the rice she cooked is quite in line with your Chinese taste. You haven't drunk a drop of water for three days and three nights to eat a meal. Please don't fight with us like this again. If you die, the secrets of the arms trade won't be able to be kept...... ”

The man in front of the window didn't look back as if he hadn't heard.

The original ink depth of field is what they call control.

Dali saw Mo Jingshen and didn't respond or hurry up. He said with a cold smile in English: ”Mr. control, the woman we just caught doesn't know whether it's from China or Japan, or other countries in Asia. She's very beautiful. Our plan is to let her work here first, and then give her to our brothers to enjoy after the action , Mr. control, if you like, agib may let you touch her first. This woman is still clean at present... ”

Season warm has been bowing his head, heard this sentence just to grip the tray that has been empty in his hand, eyes again stare at the food on the table.

Haven't you eaten or drunk water for three days or three nights?

How on earth did he survive?

”But unfortunately, this woman is a mute...” Dali added.

The man in front of the window, obviously annoyed by Dali's croaking, turned his head.