Chapter 430: Treat Master Biao as That Mu!

Wearing a dark green cheongsam, with wavy curly hair, Pan Ling, who is graceful and plump as a young woman, sits on the lap of a white-haired, wrinkled, age-spotted grandfather in her seventies. She has bright red nails The oily jade hands held Master Biao's face vigorously, kissed Master Biao with lips and tongue like a wolf, and kept shaking his head from side to side intoxicated!

Master Biao was shocked, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and remained stiff and motionless.

In the meeting hall, other elders sitting on the chairs of the Grand Master watched this scene dumbfounded. It took some time before someone came back to their senses and looked at He Shan.

He Shan only came back to his senses, and his first reaction was that Pan Ling was on drugs!

The other elders stopped talking one after another, not seeing this extremely embarrassing scene!

"Amu... Amu... What's wrong with me? Hmm? Tell me, what's wrong with me?!" Pan Ling, who was so intoxicated with the kiss, was finally willing to leave Master Biao's lips an inch, and she knelt on him, Both hands were still holding his face, her eyes were blurred. At this moment, in front of her eyes was Amu's rough and wild face covered with beards, and his lips, which were close at hand, were Amu's pair of thin, moderately thick, clear-cut sexy lips. Lip. Petal.

When Pan Ling said this, all the elders were dumbfounded.

"This this……"

"Is Pan Ling on drugs?"

"Do you think Master Biao is that Mu?!"

"How decent is this!"

Several elders looked at each other and discussed, too embarrassed to open their eyes!

He Shan was so angry that he clenched his fist tightly and forgot to respond for a while.

"Amu, if I can't get you, I will destroy you! You are the sexiest, most masculine man I have ever met! Amu... um—" Pan Ling held Master Biao's face, no He kept talking, with a loud voice, and all the elders could hear him clearly, including He Shan and the bodyguards waiting by the side!

Before Pan Ling finished speaking, she couldn't wait to kiss Master Biao again.

Mr. Biao, in his seventies, was so stiff that he felt like he could go into a coffin!

What the hell is this called!

"This Pan Ling really likes Amu! This... this..."

"He Shan! What are you still doing?! Master Biao is dying!"

He Shan came back to his senses completely, and pulled out the pistol in his back, "This bitch!" He said viciously.

This bitch Pan Ling has brought He Shan's face into disrepute! Not only the face of the leader of the group, what he lost today is also his dignity as a man!

He Shan rushed forward, grabbed Pan Ling's hair with one hand, held the pistol in the other, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Pan Ling's temple. Pan Ling didn't realize it, and still kissed Master Biao intoxicated!

"He Shan! No way! Pan Ling is on drugs! No way!"

"He Shan, calm down!"

The elders hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him that Pan Ling has worked hard in the group for many years, and she has the first-hand resources of domestic distributors, which can be said to account for half of the country in the group. Solved it!

He Shan can't calm down!

"Everyone, you've seen it too! This bitch! She's coveting my brother, and it's impossible to seduce him. No, she's always sowing discord in front of me!" He Shan was so angry that he was about to pull the trigger with his right index finger.

"He Shan! We believe in your vision!"

"This Pan Ling, it seems that she really felt sorry for Amu, so she wanted to frame him!"

The other elders also understood. At this moment, Pan Ling was torn off Master Biao's leg by He Shan, and thrown to the ground next to her, Pan Ling was thrown heavily on the ground!

"Amu, you are so rough...Amu...I like it, just be more rough!" Pan Ling lay on the ground like a bitch, saying unbearable words!