The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1110 Tentative

When the suit was straight and the handsome Shakeley walked into the office that had just been cleaned, Qin Ran had a cup of tea in his hand.

Different from other copies of the world, there will be a lot of condiments in the tea. There is no addition to the tea in the copy world, and it is more inclined to the tea in Qin Ran's cognition.

"Unfortunately, there are no pastries."

After Qin sighed with a sigh, he looked at Sakri, the elder who was opposite the desk.

Surprised at each other's dress and temperament.

In Qin Ran's cognition, in addition to mimosa, few men can compare with each other's temperament, and the other side also has the British gas that mimosa does not have, especially in the suit of the suit. It is to make the other side add a charm.

"Hello, Mr. Ethan Hunt."

"I am Sakri."

"It is a great honour to meet for the first time."

"Please rest assured, I am not malicious. I am coming with goodwill."

Sackley smiled.

This smile is incomparably sincere compared to the previous assistant, as if a friend came to congratulate you.

But this made Qin Ran more vigilant.

Be more vigilant than the assistant.

In Qin Ran’s eyes, the assistant is a small beast that is exposed to the fangs. Although it has teeth and claws, it is not strong enough. More often, it needs bluffing, but the difference between the front and the bottom is different. And calm, is the strength from the other side.

Qin Ran’s perception informed him of everything.

The one that is hidden in the other's body belongs to the power of the half demon.

However, it seems to be a little different.

More importantly, Qin Ran did not forget what his purpose was.

Lead to the thorn through!

Is the half demon in front of me a member of the ‘through thorns’?

Qin Ran with doubts in his heart, but sneered on the surface.

"The guy who just said something like this is now being thrown by my men into the trash can in the back alley. I hope that you won't be the next one."

Qin Ran slowly.

"of course."

"I am different from him."

"He represents a large group of people."

"And I represent only one person, I can be the master."

Shackley laughed.

A person?

Qin Ran did not change because of the other party's words, kept sneer, and continued to ask: "Where are you coming for?"

"auction!"

“One time for you and me, it’s a win-win auction!”

Shackley said immediately.

"auction?"

"I don't think this is good for me."

“Or do you think I am a qualified security guard?”

Qin Ran just showed the doubtful look, and then became disdain.

"of course not."

“I think this is a perfect cooperation, which will allow you to get considerable benefits and give me a good reputation...”

Shakeley began a long story.

At the beginning, Qin Ran also carefully identified whether there was any information hidden in the other's discourse, but as time passed, Qin Ran gradually discovered that the other party was overturned.

There is neither substantive content nor intuitive benefits.

It’s not like doing a so-called auction.

Is this a temptation?

Qin Ran's brow wrinkled.

If this is a temptation, it is too obvious, and it is obvious that it is completely inconsistent with the level that the other party showed at the beginning.

Very naive.

Qin Ran did not understand the other side's practices, but Qin Ran knew that he could not continue to follow the opponent's rhythm.

After quietly giving an order to the senior evil spirits, Qin Ran took a hard shot of the table.

boom!

"enough."

"If you are talking about these nonsense, you can go with the bastard."

Qin Ran gave a low drink.

Moreover, as Qin Ran's palm was photographed on the table, Cray outside the door directly rushed in, and the guns of more than a dozen pistols were directed at Shakeley's head.

"Don't be excited."

"Maybe it’s a bad thing for me to talk."

"But I did come with sincerity."

"Can this gentleman please ask for your help?"

"Yes, it is you, please take out the gift that I brought to Lord Ethan Hunter from the inner pocket of my suit."

Cray, who was named by Sakri, looked at Qin Ran again. After obtaining the consent, he immediately raised his hand and took out the ‘gifts’ that Sakri took.

When he saw this ‘gift’, Cray’s breathing immediately rushed.

The gift is not big, it can even be said to be thin.

However, when the above numbers are added, they become different.

10w!

After seeing the numbers above, Cray couldn't wait to put the check in his pocket, but Cray did not lose his last reason.

He turned and respectfully placed the check on Qin Ran's desk.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Ran swept the same cheque, and once again sneered, a look that was not moved by the check, but his eyes frequently looked at the check.

"Sincerity!"

"I said, I..."

boom!

A gunshot interrupted Shakeley's words, and the bullets shot through the window and went straight to Shakeley.

Shackley reacted when the guns rang.

Also, a dodging posture was made.

but……

boom!

Another shot was shot.

A large blood flower emerged from Shackley.

Shackley fell to the ground.

A figure appeared outside the window.

The black crow feather trench coat dances with the wind.

"‘Stop the dead bird!'

A sprinkle of Shakeley.

Obviously, the other party did not expect to encounter ‘Qin Ran’ at this time.

However, next, the action of ‘Qin Ran’ is confusing.

The black muzzle was aimed at Shakeley.

But there seems to be something to stop ‘Qin Ran’.

I saw Qin Ran brow wrinkled, dropped the muzzle, turned and left.

At this time, Cray and other helpers. Cheng. The staff responded, lifted the firearms in their hands again, and pointed the gun at the back of ‘Qin Ran’.

"and many more."

Qin Ran raised his hand to stop these men, and his eyes gloomy as he fell to the ground, and he said in a cold voice: "We can't be guns in other people's hands."

Then, Qin Ran raised his hand and took Cray's pistol, straight on the head of Shakeley.

Asked in a word-and-sentence tone,

"Sackley, can you explain to me why the ‘the dead bird’ appears here?”

"What is his relationship with you?"

"Or……"

“Are you a ‘through thorn’?”

After slamming the ‘Qin Ran’ shot, the whole person was seriously injured, and Sakri looked at the muzzle on the forehead and immediately smiled.

"I assure you that I have nothing to do with the ‘dead bird’.”

“I am not a ‘through thorn’ person.”

The other party denied it.

At this moment, there was a word outside.

"is it?"

(End of this chapter)