Si Rong couldn't help opening his mouth wide when he saw Little Mango's little hand behind him.

Then he closed it hurriedly, and immediately stretched out his hands for a hundred gazes, picked up the little mango and placed it on the desk in front of him.

Little Mango blinked at her, then turned her head, the naughty look on her face immediately changed, and she looked condescendingly at Wen Luoluo like an emperor.

Wen Luoluo hesitated standing not far away, and walked towards him.

This little guy is Yun Yi's son after all. It would be no good if he turned around and complained to Yun Yi. It would definitely affect Yun Yi's impression of her.

Moreover, it's just a kid, what can he do with her?

When she came to her, Little Mango stood on the desk and bent slightly.

A wicked smile curled up at the corner of her lips, and she looked at her and said, "I secretly tell you, my father is not a glamorous chief executive. He is a terrorist, with countless lives in his hands, and I don't know how much blood he has on his hands.

He is still on the wanted list in the Dark World. You follow him, and you don't know when you will die.

Moreover, he has a wife and a son. How is it, are you really sure you still have to follow him?"

Naturally, Wen Luoluo didn't believe what little Mango and a kid said. All her impressions of terrorists came from TV news.

Saddam and IS are all kinds of wicked people who kill people without blinking.

How could Yun Yi be a terrorist, and if Yun Yi really had a wife, how could he have been spending time outside for so many years.

As for this little guy, it's probably just an illegitimate child who accidentally found a woman some time.

After thinking about this, Wen Luoluo felt more confident in his heart.

Looking at Xiao Mango, he said firmly, "I really like President Yun very much. Even if he is really a terrorist, even if following him is really life-threatening, I don't regret it."

Little Mango sneered, and finally stretched out the hand that had been behind her back.

Holding a gun in the small hand, the two small hands cooperated tacitly, and with a "click", he moved the safety latch skillfully and quickly.

Then pointed the muzzle to Wen Luoluo's forehead, and said coldly, "Since you are not afraid, then go to death, just grab someone else's husband's mistress."

Wen Luoluo snorted in his heart and looked at Little Mango and said, "Little Master, don't make such a joke. If you like toy guns, I can take you to the mall to buy more."

In any case, she will definitely not give up Yun Yi.

Don't say he is not, even if he is really a terrorist, she can't give up her only chance.

Little Mango raised his eyebrows, raised his hand without hesitation, and fired a "bang" shot at the door not far away, without blinking his eyes from start to finish.

His small body, brought by the huge backlash of the pistol, moved back a little on the table in an instant.

The surrounding air instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Wen Luoluo was already frightened and stood straight on the spot.

She always thought that Little Mango was intentionally scaring her by saying this, and wanted to scare her away.

Why did he think that he was holding a real gun and live ammunition!

The legs couldn't help but feel a little soft.

"Believe it now?" Little Mango curled her lips, with a small devilish smile on her face, and raised her hand to press the black hole of the gun to her forehead.