Chapter 800 Greed

After all, it is not surprising that there is always such a kind of person in the world who is wearing a hypocritical face and doing dirty things. "... what exactly do you want to do?" Fu Huan gnashed his teeth. With a faint smile, Quinton Richardson withdrew his hand and glanced at it. Then, four bodyguards stopped their movements at the same time, separated with training, and stood around to watch. Fu Huan was free, which seemed to lose strength at once, and the whole person collapsed on the wall. "What do I want to do?" Quinton Richardson pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and stared at Fu Huan, laughing creepily. "I told you before I came in here that we were trading." Say that finish, under the puzzled eyes of the other party, took out a small white ceramic bottle and spread it out in the palm. Quinton Richardson's eyes suddenly became very soft, staring at the ceramic bottle in his hand, just like staring at his lover, whispering in a low voice. "I'll