Imperial Metropolis, in a luxury box.

This private room is silent, and you can hear a needle dropping. Everyone didn't dare to come out, so they could only breathe carefully.

"Do you drink or not?" the unusually cold voice resounded throughout the private room.

Lan Xin's palms were already covered with sweat, and she struggled to control her nervousness. This voice almost shattered the psychological defenses she had piled up.

She controlled her trembling hands to take the glass of wine on the table and drank it down.

"Bang bang!" his applause was unusually loud and ironic in the quiet private room.

He sat on the couch like a king, the collar of his black shirt was open, evil and seductive. He was handsome, and his dark eyes were cold.

He's the target of her mission tonight--- N.

The private room was still as quiet as ever, N didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first.

The two young ladies who were originally clinging to N silently got up and sat on the sofa on the other side.

Lan Xin felt that she was getting hotter and hotter, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose. She had a dry throat and needed a glass of ice water to suppress the heat.

She was attracted by the cold wine on the table and reached for it. A slender hand pushed the glasses away before her, and they all fell to the ground with a shattering sound.

At this moment, she felt the coldness in his hand, as if she had found a life-saving straw, and the ghost approached him and pulled his cold hand to her face.

She was hunched over, completely unaware that she had vanized.

He put his hand around her waist, and with a gentle pull, she fell into his arms.

Her hand began to grope around him, his eyes tightened, and he reached out to strike her the neck.

She rolled her eyes and fainted in his arms.

He carried her and left the Imperial Metropolis...

The people in the private room looked at each other, but no one dared to ask.

"Mr. N has something to deal with, let's continue drinking. The bald man on the sofa in the middle opened his mouth, and everyone began to make a noise, pushing cups and changing lamps.

It's as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Licheng was guarding the door, watching N carry a girl and leave in a car. And his feelings told him that the girl was Lan Xin.

He hurriedly drove after him, making phone calls while chasing. Before the call could be made, the devil's call came in.

"No need to chase, go back to the secret base. ”

Xiao Licheng parked the car on the side of the road with a foot of the brake, and watched the car in front of him disappear into the darkness in a daze. He took out a cigarette, put it to his lips and put it back again.

Secret base.

As soon as the car stopped, Xiao Licheng rushed to the devil's room with a fierce momentum, and slapped his hands on the table. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and his eyes stared at the devil with scarlet.

The devil's eyes never took off the display from beginning to end.

In the end, Xiao Licheng couldn't help it: "Old Demon, why are you doing this?"

The devil turned around and looked at Xiao Licheng with a cold gaze.

Xiao Licheng's anger slowly faded, his hands left the table, and he bent down slightly: "Demon Elder." ”

"You know I'm your leader. "The devil's voice was inaudible, and the only thing that remained constant was that it was as cold as ever.

Xiao Licheng was still bent over, and he said in a soothing tone, "Why is the task different from what was said at the beginning?"

"Plans can't keep up with change. ”

Xiao Licheng's hands were clenched tightly, he didn't dare to confront the devil, because he was a leader, he was a soldier, and obeying orders was something he had to keep in mind at all times.

"This is the second time you've been mad at her and me. ”

"I'm sorry, Elder Mo. Xiao Licheng let go of his hands and suppressed his anger, and when he straightened his waist, his face had returned to normal, "There is no next time." ”

"Get out. ”

Xiao Licheng quickly exited the room, and the moment the door closed, he punched the wall.

And in the house... The devil looked at the screen again, and pinched the pen in his hand.