Chapter 686: Song Yang’s happiness

Two middle-aged people are still standing in front of Song Yang.
They seem to want to say something, but they don't know how to speak.
They also know in their hearts that if they continue to sing against Song Yang at this time, it is estimated that Song Yang has killed their hearts.
But if Song Yang continues to implement his plan, things will become very complicated, and even Song Yang itself will be in danger.
They don't feel that they have the strength to block the killing songs.
Song Yang looked at them both and sneered and said: "You two wastes, Laozi did not expect you to help, but now I hope you don't add chaos to Laozi, can you understand?"
Two middle-aged men glanced at each other and sighed.
Before he even opened his mouth, Song Yang had already made a pre-emptive act.
This makes them want to say, but they don't know how to speak.
Gao Ge’s news of Li Lang’s news is naturally released by Song Yang. In fact, it is not complicated. After all, Song Yang is also the young master of the movie.
Even if the intelligence system of the shadow gate is responsible for Song Yuan, it is impossible to say that there is no ear and eye on Song Yang.
But now it’s so tossing, the ears and ears that were originally inserted are completely exposed. The result is just to make a sigh of gas and let Song Yang breathe a sigh of relief.
Not worth it!
Not worth the candle!
It’s just that now, they have said that it’s no good, they will only make Song Yang angry, so they still choose to be silent. Anyway, these are Song Yang’s own affairs. As a staff member, they will say everything, and finally The result is also Song Yang alone, I really say that there is nothing wrong with it, that is, mourning its unfortunate anger, but there is no other thing.
Anyway, as long as Song Yang is happy, then he will go with him.
This is the so-called grief than the death of the heart.
Simply wash your head, blow your hair dry, look at yourself in the mirror, handsome has deep into the bone marrow.
"I, how, so, look good!" Song Yang was immersed in his own value and could not extricate himself.
After that, take a brisk walk and walk out of the room.
Luo Sao's beard sighed: "The young master is still too self-aware."
The middle-aged man who has always been silent is nodding. "Well, I think he doesn't look good anymore."
Bearded beard
The face is black: "I am not talking about this."
The other side is squinting.
The beard has also lost the interest to continue to say.
The beard has stopped, and the other has a little thought.
"You said, is there something we need to report back here?"

What do you report back to?
He looked at him with a beard and said with a sneer.
If you want to die, I will definitely stop you.

"Not at all..." said the weak hand.
"Isn't it?" The beard sighed and said, "First of all, you have to figure out that we are the young masters. Our mission is to protect the young master. What he wants to do, what he wants to do, we are If you are not qualified to stop, what you can do is to obey him and help him."
The other person coughed and touched his throat and said softly: "But I think the lady wants us to tell her."
The beard sneered and nodded. "This is of course. If you want to tell your wife, she will certainly dissuade the news, but after dissuasion, Song Yang has nothing to do, and the trouble falls on our heads."
The other person blinked.
Although his time with the beard and his beard is not short, his mind has never been active, so that he does not understand what it means to express his beard, and he clearly wants to do the right thing. Even if the lady does not reward them, she will not find them in trouble. It is really difficult to understand.
The beard sighed and sat on the sofa, and some stunned: "We do this, it is out of order, do you understand?"
The other party seemed to understand and understand, nodded, and gave up the previous thoughts.
Although he still does not understand the intent of the beard, he feels that the consideration of the beard has always been comprehensive, this time, too.
......
"咚咚咚"
Listening to the knocking on the door, Susu, who was leaning on his legs and drinking tea, frowned.
She looked at the table and put it on the mobile phone. It was not long before the song was sung. There is no information on the mobile phone. It is definitely not a high-song thing. If the person under the hand wants to find himself, it will also notify One, not rushing to run over, the hotel's waiter, will not come to clean the room at this time.
"Who?" Susu stood up and walked.