Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

The voice Tang Nuan painted was very familiar, and just hearing this voice couldn't help feeling cold in his bones.

At this moment, the Phantom bowed his head to the video side and said respectfully, "Boss, there is indeed something looking for you, but this time I am not looking for you, but an old friend, she is a little busy and wants to invite you. help."

"Old friend?"

Hearing this, the black mandala snorted coldly, his voice without emotion, "What old friend, let me see."

"Ok."

When the words were over, the Phantom silently stepped aside and gave the camera to Tang Nuanhua.

Tang Nuan's palm was slightly sweaty, and he was still a little nervous after all. After all, the black mandala felt very gloomy.

However, Tang Nuanhua thought that he had something to ask for the black mandala, so he bit his head and stepped forward boldly.

"Hello boss, I am Tang Nuan painting, don't know, do you remember me?"

Appearing in front of the black mandala, after Tang Nuanhua asked respectfully, he raised his head and looked directly at the side of the screen.

At this time, the black figure remained unmoved.

In fact, in the darkness, a pair of cold eyes were looking carefully at Tang Nuan's painting.

After a while, the other party let out a sneer, and the metallic voice shook the cold, making people's hearts tremble.

"How could I forget Miss Tang, you are the benefactor of our organization, but you haven't seen it for a long time, I don't know how you are doing recently?" The black mandala asked coldly.

? ? ?

Hearing this question, Tang Nuanhua was taken aback.

It seems that I did not expect that the black mandala would ask myself about these daily routines?

But since she had already asked, Tang Nuanhua replied smoothly, "I haven't had a very good time these days."

"Oh, if you can live well, it would be strange."

The black mandala smiled, and before Tang Nuan could speak, he said directly, "Actually, I know the things that happened to Miss Tang recently. What a poor Miss Tang, she’s only in her early twenties. Facing so many changes, it is really sympathetic."

Although that is the case, the black mandala's voice is not emotional at all.

The word sympathy has never appeared in her dictionary.

Tang Nuan painting also knew that the black mandala was just being polite, so he didn't care, and continued, "Boss mandala, you don't have to sympathize with me. I came to you because I want to ask you for some things. I don't know. Can you extend a helping hand?"

"Of course, if you have something to say directly, I promised you will help you if something happens, and I will do it naturally."

The black mandala has never been a person who breaks his promises. Since he has agreed to Tang Nuan painting before, he will definitely help out if he has something to do. Of course, he must do it.

Tang Nuanhua took a deep breath at this time, finally relieved a little.

She originally thought the black mandala would reject herself, but now it seems that the black mandala is still very trustworthy.

After that, Tang Nuanhua said with confidence, "Boss Mandala, in fact, I came this time to let you help me deal with the white blood tissue."

"White blood tissue?"

The black mandala made a puzzled sound.

Tang Nuanhua actually has some anxiety in her heart, because she knows that white blood tissue is not so easy to deal with, so she is also very afraid that the black mandala will reject herself.

The fact is that the black mandala did reject Tang Nuan's painting.

"Sorry Miss Tang, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it."

The cold metal voice said without the slightest emotional ups and downs, "Our imperial organization is not an opponent of the white blood organization. There is nothing we can do for you. Also, Miss Tang, have you weighed yourself? It's up to you, how to fight the white blood organization?"

Don’t Tang Nuan know what the size of the white blood tissue is now? She actually said to deal with the white blood tissue. This is just a dream.

However, Tang Nuan's painting attitude is extremely firm.

She raised her head seriously, and said to the video, "Boss Mandala, I know, you may think I'm making some jokes that are overwhelming. I also know that I am not capable and want to compete with white blood tissue. It’s a wishful thinking, but that’s why I will come to seek your help!"

"Boss Mandala, I don’t know if you can understand me. The white blood tissue has broken my family. I can’t let them go. So there are some things I have to do. If I don’t do it, my whole life There will be regrets!"

Tang Nuan painted the black mandala earnestly, and couldn't wait to take out his own words.

Unfortunately, the black mandala has no empathy.

Hearing these words in Tang Nuan's paintings, he just sneered coldly, "Hmph, you are really a girl of flesh and blood."

Tang Nuanhua softly defended, "...I dare not say that I have flesh and blood. At this time, everyone has the person they care about the most. I think you have the mandala boss, so I don't ask you to use yourself. Try to help me, I will look for other helpers, but I just hope that when I need you to help me out, you can help me, okay?"

After all, from the beginning, Tang Nuan did not plan to count on the black mandala from the beginning.

Because the black mandala alone is definitely not enough. No one knows how powerful the enemy is than Tang Nuan painted himself. A black mandala and an imperial organization alone are not enough if they rush to trouble the white blood organization. Do you give someone a head?

Therefore, Tang Nuanhua was only planning to let the imperial organization become one of his helpers.

"So, do you have other helpers?"

Without waiting for the black mandala to speak, the phantom asked instead of the black mandala.

Tang Nuanhua nodded vigorously, "That's natural, how could I just rely on the mandala boss? In order to fight against the white blood tissue, I will call all the friends around me who can call me, and I will definitely be next to me. Friends who can help are all pulled over to help."

For example, the tombstone organization, such as the previous night, such as Lan Sixia, such as the empire organization, and so on.

Tang Nuanhua had already thought about it in her heart. The reason why she came abroad this time was to unite all her forces abroad, such as the tombstone organization of the empire, and she would all greet each other!

She didn't believe it anymore. With so many people united, wouldn't it be possible to fight against a single white blood organization?

However, the fact is that Tang Nuan's painting thinks all this too lightly.

"So Miss Tang, do you think that you can knock down the white blood tissue by doing this? Oh, you think it's too simple."