The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 1011:

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The fat man's muscles on his cheeks trembled because of the ferocity.

Jun Ci was pushed out by him without checking.

Claire shivered in anger, turned around and slapped the fat man's face: "You lunatic, you killed him, I won't let you go!"

The fat man is also a rich man. He was complimented by people on weekdays. How could he bear such a big insult. Even though the person in front of him was Claire, he also slapped Claire in the face with a backhand, "You bitch, I was the first to **** you!"

This scene is quite dramatic, everything happened too fast.

Jun Ci quickly glanced around, and someone came forward and dragged her out.

The young man staggered, seemingly unstable.

The sound of Claire being slapped behind him made the young man's fingers clenched into fists, making a chuckle.

She has never been so angry, even if she is humiliated and told in person, she doesn't care.

However, this time things touched Junci's bottom line.

Mike looked at this scene, eyes full of silence.

The female kidnapper has already stared at Jun Ci: "Although he is a Chinese director, but after all, he has a tender body, I really want to try your taste..."

Jun Ci could not imagine that such disgusting and vomiting words came from a woman.

As soon as she reached out and grabbed it, Jun Ci shook her head: "Don't make me angry, I can't control myself."

She can't be angry.

She slaughtered countless enemies in the interstellar battlefield.

If she is angry, she will turn this place into a **** battlefield.

She didn't want to kill people, at least after coming to this world, she didn't want to.

The boy's faint tone made people feel a hint of coolness on their backs.

The female kidnapper was taken aback, and immediately laughed: "Are you threatening me? You little thing, look at how slender your arms are. I don't want you to control yourself, wait a moment... "She raised an ambiguous eyebrow at Jun Ci, "You can be rude to me, it's okay!"

Claire finally couldn't help but let out a whining cry behind him.

She looked at Jun Ci's back, with a deep sense of powerlessness.

The sharp pain on the cheek can't stop the unwillingness that arises in my heart.

Mike became a little impatient, and spit out a smoke ring: "You move faster, I don't think this person can last for long." He was a little contemptuous: "It's only three minutes."

"Even if it is three minutes, I can make him hold on more...Uh!!!"

Before the female kidnapper had finished speaking, the expression on her face changed, and a hand was instantly pinched on her neck.

The hands were merciless, and instantly made her look blue, rolled her eyes, reflexively slapping the hands that pinched her neck.

The mask slipped from her face, she was an ordinary foreign woman in her forties.

The young man pinched her with a gloomy expression, his eyes already showing bloodthirsty killing intent.

"You bastard, let her go quickly, do you want to die?!"

The kidnappers around were shocked, even Mike was shocked. A kidnapper holding a stick stretched out his hand and waved it, and he was about to smash the stick on Junci without mercy.

"Bang!" Everyone didn't react at all, as if they only saw the afterimage of a leg whip. Then, the kidnapper holding a club rolled his eyes and flew out, smashing his body heavily on a counter. At the same time, the crackling wine glass broke to the ground.