Chapter 459: Who said, the dust has settled?

Chapter 459 Who said it, the dust has settled?

Jiang Xiying paused suddenly, before the grape in his mouth could be chewed, he pressed it against the inside of his lips, half of his face was bulging, and he shook his head:

"Nothing, you heard wrong."

Jun Gu's eyes were filled with suspicion.

But he didn't say anything.

"How's it going over there?"

Back to the topic, Jiang Xiying swallowed what was in his mouth, put the grape back on the plate, and clapped his hands:

"Gu Shihuai and Gu Zhi don't know what's going on recently, and they're cowardly like tortoises. Take the project in City B as an example. Before I made a move, people had already given up. You said, if this is done at the beginning In this way, can there be the following things?"

It also made him almost break his waist.

"Yeah?"

Jun Gu Qingjun's eyes were gloomy.

"Abandoning the car to protect the handsome man is a good trick."

Want to fight for reconciliation between the two sides by retreating, and would rather lose the project than fight with the secret cabinet again. It seems that they really intend to transfer the main combat power to the change of family rights.

"I just said, I've been so good recently, I can't guarantee that there is something bad in my stomach," Jiang Xiying clicked: "Look, don't you come to Morocco to make trouble?"

"I see," Jun Gu took a banana from the bedside cabinet, peeled it slowly, and said lightly at the end of his eyes, "This bad water may not necessarily be dumped in Morocco."

If you want to make trouble at the MM World Championships, it should be before the finals.

But apart from threats from the distance and this time, there is basically no action.

Now that the World Championships have come to an end, the other side has disappeared after that. No matter how you look at it, it is a bit abnormal.

"So," Jiang Xiying's expression froze, "I'm afraid there will be another **** storm in the country."

Having been friends with Jun Gu for several years, he can understand the other party's meaning in an instant.

"I will immediately adjust my strategy and try my best to cooperate with Jiuan and the others." They have always known the struggle between Jiang Fei and Gong Jiuan and the side branches.

Now it seems that their familiarity with the Gu family is far behind that of Gong Jiuan and the others. It is always easier for the two parties to cooperate in many things.

"Boss!"

He arrived before the sound came, and Su Yu's voice was still excited, and he rushed into the ward in the next second.

Followed by Fat Yu and others, they also called the boss one after another when they came in.

Then he took off his bags one by one.

Jun Gu's eyes didn't fall on them, he just tilted his head to look at the door, not long after, he saw the young man walking in with his hands in his pockets.

"Boss, let me tell you, today's final is really amazing! The coach is killing everyone! You haven't seen the atmosphere of the scene, the blood that you have only seen in your life!"

"Well, I see."

Looking away as the boy sat down, Jun Gu Qing hummed.

Although Jun Gu's reaction was very flat, it still didn't affect the few people talking about the situation there. Even Jiang Xiying watched it on TV, and was still attracted by the seemingly exaggerated remarks of the few people interest.

"You said that Jiu'an beat people up to the ground and gave up, and then came to make friends with Jiu'an when it was over?"

"Yeah, you don't know, the award was just finished, and the players from all over the world were still there, so that person saluted our coach, saying that this stop with the coach made him feel what it means to have someone beyond others, Almost followed the coach's **** to the hospital!"

"One KO! One! The coach didn't give people a chance to breathe. The speed of the victory made people explode!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiying clicked his tongue, and turned to look at Gong Jiuan, who was sitting by the side with his head lowered and fiddling with his mobile phone: "Jiuan, you are so charming!"

This time, a world-class fanboy was accepted in just one game.

Glancing at him faintly, Gong Jiu bowed his head in silence, picked a purple grape from the fruit plate on the table, and threw it into his mouth.

"Hey, who is that guy? Which country's player?"

Su Yu replied: "Russia, the one who won the bronze medal at the World Championships last year."

On the hospital bed, Jun Gu turned away from looking at the few people, met the boy who happened to look up at him, and opened his lips: "Come here."

Spitting out the grape skins in his mouth, Gong Jiu got up silently, and sat on the side of the bed from the sofa beside him.

Reaching out to pick up the opponent's hand, Jun Gu looked at the boy's hand which was still wrapped in bandages, and as expected, a few wisps of faint red ooze from it.

The wounds he received in the past two days were **** and bloody, and the blood scabs hadn't healed and fell off, and the wounds burst open again because of the fighting.

Frowning slightly, he was about to remove the bandage, but saw the young man standing up suddenly.

He froze for a moment and looked up at her.

Pursing her lips, Gong Jiu silently recalled the malicious bandaging that day, secretly exhaled, and shook her head: "I'll go to the doctor for help."

Jun Gu looked at her, his eyes flickering.

He wanted to reach out to pull her, but withdrew his hand again.

In the end, he just sighed softly: "Okay, let's go."

Hmm, Gong Jiuhan pinched his wrist with one hand, turned around and walked out.

"Where is the coach going?"

The teenagers who were chatting happily didn't pay attention to what was said here. Seeing that she was leaving, they raised their heads and asked casually.

replied to find a doctor, but the soles of her feet didn't stop, and quickly disappeared into the ward.

At this time, the chat between Su Yu and Jiang Xiying had already turned to the Brazilian player Joao.

"When we came out of the game today, we met that Brazilian guy in the hall. You don't know, he has almost all the feathers on his body. When he saw the coach, his face was ugly!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, lost his wife and lost his army, do you think his face is ugly?"

Jiang Xiying Erlang's legs were raised casually, and when he spoke, his eyes were full of ruffian smiles, he looked like a cynical son of the second generation ancestor's family.

Pang Yu swallowed the apple in his mouth, pouted: "He deserves it! Tell him to humiliate us and the coach! If I am in that weight class, I will beat him too!"

"When I met him today, he looked aggrieved and unhappy, but it made my hands itch, and he's still so rude at this time!"

The two teams met, but they almost didn't fight.

It is estimated that the boring loss this time is a bit big, and the other party is not reconciled.

After all, this Joao won a lot of gold belts in the last World Championships, and he was even a heavyweight gold medalist.

And this year, Gong Jiuhan's appearance prevented him from even touching the door of the final.

How can this make people willing?

"Although it is so, the dust has settled now, no matter how unwilling he is," Jiang Xiying chuckled: "It's comforting that he wants to **** you but can't kill you, isn't it?"

"It's not bad to say that." Su Yu nodded his chin in agreement.

"Who said, the dust has settled?"

The person on the bed suddenly interrupted the conversation, and the soft and slow words were somewhat cool, causing several people to look at him at the same time.

Jiang Xiying propped up her hands and moved her butt: "What do you mean?"

The man leaning on the head of the bed loosely had his broken hair falling on his forehead, which softened the lines of his whole face a lot.

Jun Gu turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows raised lightly:

"you guess."

He was clearly smiling, but it made everyone feel chilly.

Because of the questions in Section 1 of the driver's license test, Meimei took up most of the time. After these two days, I will add updates and try to finish it this month!

(end of this chapter)

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