Chapter 807: Excuse me, is it Mr. An?

He has no reason to play with her at all.
If you really want to deal with her, you only need to issue a death order. Naturally, someone will dig out the ground three feet and put her in the oil barrel.
Because it's fun?
An Mingchen turned the watch on his hand.
"Have you brought out the materials of Zhengzheng?" he asked suddenly.
Just now I was about to watch it when I met Du Mengmeng who was playing a trick.
My man... dumbfounded.
It's over. Everyone tried to suppress the cough before and completely forgot about it.
"Forget it," An Mingchen raised his hand, "It's okay to go back, it's not too late."
As soon as his voice fell, a woman's figure suddenly passed by the corner in front of him.
An Mingchen's pupils shrank.
The wheelchair has reached its fastest speed.
He wanted to follow up, but he made a gesture, "Don't follow up!"
It's Du Mengmeng!
The woman still showed up.
She made it clear that she wanted to lead him alone.
The subordinates hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed the order.
Watching An Mingchen disappear at the end of the corridor.
The woman in front ran very skillfully, always appearing in An Mingchen's sight, but he couldn't catch her.
Unconsciously, he came to the lower class area.
At the end of a corridor, the wicked woman was finally caught.
The woman turned her head back, but it was a completely strange face.
"Who are you?" An Mingchen grabbed the woman by the collar.
Not Du Mengmeng!
It's just that the figure looks alike, and she is wearing her clothes.
"I, I don't know..." The woman panicked, "Someone gave me a sum of money to let me follow this route. I don't know anything!"
An Mingchen's eyes were as soft as ever, but no one would doubt the cold killing intent in his eyes.
After several seconds, he released his hand.
"Go!" He threw the woman on the ground.
If you think that An Mingchen's power is as harmless as his appearance, you are quite wrong.
The woman was almost torn apart by him. It took a long time before she got up and fled hurriedly.
An Mingchen turned around and his eyes fell on the door behind him.
This is a blind spot in the lower class area, with only one room at the end.
And the door of this room is undoubtedly concealed.
This is where Du Mengmeng wants him to come.
What will be behind this door?
An Mingchen hesitated for a moment, then drove forward, and he took out the gun calmly.
The door opened.
A young woman with a slightly bloated figure, standing with her back to him, looked down as if playing with her mobile phone.
She has thick black hair that hangs straight on her back.
An Mingchen remembered that Du Mengmeng had similar black hair, but she always tied it up skillfully.
What's more, her figure should be more slender, not as plump as the woman in front of her.
The muzzle touched the woman's back silently.
An Mingchen's voice was cold: "Who is Du Mengmeng? Why do you want me to come alone?"
The woman in front froze, and it took several seconds before she seemed to understand what was holding her back.
She immediately asked with some surprise: "Excuse me, is it Mr. An Mingchen'an, I am..."
"Don't move." An Mingchen let go of her gun, preventing her from turning around, "Raise both hands and put them behind her head, yes, that's it, very good."
When he saw the phone in the woman's hand, he immediately smiled, "Huh? You are texting Du Mengmeng? What did you say?"