Chapter 1451: We need a small black house

"You..." Harvey pointed to Gloria, who wanted to put a few words. After the contemptuous look of last week, the momentum suddenly weakened, and he snorted and screamed. On both sides, Roy, who was flustered, walked quickly.
"Very good, you are smarter than I expected." Cyril approached Colora and lowered a few voices: "But all this is in vain, you will lose everything tonight, I still like you." Wearing a hood and hiding in a dark room, you should stay like that all your life."
"That's going to disappoint you. When I decided to start coming out, I wouldn't go back." Colora smiled. "And I am different from you, everything you have is from a gift, and What I have is what I have worked hard for, I can't deprive you."
"I hope you can laugh for a while." Cyril held his fist and turned and hated to leave.
Gloria was relieved, and her tight body relaxed at once, only to find that her palms were full of sweat.
"This sister is beautiful, three positive and positive, great."
"Sister, she is the owner of the indigo. The clothes that the girls just wear are the new models that will be launched in their homes. It seems that they are cooperating with the indigo. It is no wonder that they can get the new clothes.
"The boss is so young! So beautiful!"
Several girls looked at Clarion with amazement, and then the topic quickly turned to how to get a set of indigo new products.
"It seems that the outside world has some deviations from the rumors of Miss Corolla. This kind of on-the-spot ability and the way of being a man can be more than a little bit better than Cyril. In the younger generation, except Hill, I have not seen it. To be able to compare with her." In the second floor box, a gray-haired old man smiled.
"Yeah, in this case, Hill may have an opponent, just like I was with Jeffrey." Ian Buffett also nodded with a smile, and also looked at Gloria with considerable appreciation, mentioning that year There was a bit of nostalgia in my eyes.
Gloria refutes the performance of Harvey's father and son and Cyril, and is appreciated by most of the guests present. After all, they are afraid of the identity of Harvey and Cyril. Many people present even saw what happened just now, and did not dare to see it. More words.
Gloria turned around and looked at Meg and Barbara. Some of them were sorry: "Sorry, Mr. McGonagall, Miss Barbara, you are wronged."
"Sister Corolla, why do you apologize, it's not you, and I have already taught the guy." Barbara looked relaxed, but looking at Colora's eyes was a good feeling. Full, after all, they chose beautiful new clothes in her shop at noon.
Moreover, what she admire is that she can use her words to repel those guys. It is reasonable to let everyone stand on their side. Is this ability too powerful? !
"This is nothing to us, but it is just a wonderful debate." McGonagall also smiled and looked at Colora, Roy's thing, Rodrija, was clearly mastered in advance, but they were with Ha. The conflict between Wei and Roy’s father and son is sudden. Rodrija can refute the other side and let Cyril fall into a situation of injustice and injustice. This kind of resilience and overall situation makes him refresh the song. Cognition.
All the way to see the girl unveiled the yarn, began to live like a normal person, and then decided to step out of the shack, step into the mall, McGonagall witnessed her growth.
The speed is fast and the learning ability is strong, which makes him a little moved.
"Thank you." Gloria's face rose with a blush, and she was praised by McGonagall. She was more happy than just refusing Cyril.
"You go ahead, we are free, it is very important for you tonight." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Well, if there is any need, please look for me in the first place." Gloria nodded slightly, she does have a lot of things to do now, such as some directors who could not be seen before, and take the opportunity to get there now. Although Hill promised to stand on her side, her votes are still quite dangerous.
"Damn guy, actually colluded with my family, Miss Lolaia!" Camilla squinted at Meg, feeling his heart was bleeding.
The guests came to the scene, and McGonagall heard some familiar names, and also met some familiar guests. They were so cold and chilly, they sat in the corner and stared at the slow-moving wine glasses.
"Like the guy who just got it, it’s not good to kill it directly. It’s so much to do.
Camilla didn’t know when she came to McGon’s side and sat down, took a red wine glass and took a sip. With McGonagall, "If you can't beat it, you can ask me."
"We are civilized people. If you want to learn like Rodriguez and can solve things by talking, you can kill people without moving." McGonagall said, his eyes followed the graceful movement in the crowd, smiling. Gloria, who talked to people, "What a wonderful girl."
"Ah! You don't want to see her!" Camilla stood up and stood in front of McGonagall.
"The Countess Bartoli, there are many people watching here." Maggie smiled and looked up at Camilla. He knew that she liked Rodriguez and teased her.
Camilla also realized that her behavior of blocking McGonagall was somewhat naive. If she fell into the eyes of other people, it might cause some bad conjectures. She quickly regained her position and gnawed her voice: "You Don't force me."
"I have two men who have a shadow stone." McGonagall said.
"You..." Camilla's face turned red, and she looked at McGonagamy with shame. How could she provoke such a metamorphosis that was always on the stone!
In the hands of McGonagall, Camilla chose to be autistic, boring and not talking.
"Speaking, I do have someone to kill tonight, are you interested in acting together?" McGonagall turned his body to Camilla and took the wine glass as a cover, whispering.
"Who kills?" Camilla was in a hurry.
"Castel, an intelligence agent, his people have recently swayed around the restaurant, and should be directed at Connie." McGonagall pointed the right direction with a glass, one wearing a tight purple Uncle, year.
"There is no challenge." Camilla just glanced at the man and took some boring eyes.
"Before killing him, I need to get some useful news from his mouth, so we have to find a little black house."
"Little Black House!" Camilla's eyes suddenly brightened, revealing a few eager expressions. "This, I am good at it."