Tan Zong stood in front of the monitoring screen in the monitoring room on the second floor, holding a sword in his arms, coldly watching Xue Xing on the screen with a glass of red wine in his throat, and also coldly watching one after another ill-intentioned men come forward to talk, but after being rejected by her one by one, he left with different expressions.

One, two, three......

In the past hour, Tan Zong silently counted, and there were seven guys in front and behind who came forward to talk, and one of the seven guys was a woman in a leather jacket.

Seven, there are all kinds of types, but Xue Xing obviously doesn't dare to be interested in anyone, every time she only looks up slightly and refuses.

She was wearing sunglasses tonight, and the light in the bar was dim and flickering, and from Tan Zong's position, it seemed that no one in the bar recognized her except for him.

The big star Xue Xing got drunk in a bar late at night, and he seemed to want to meet a relationship that ended at dawn......

It would be interesting if a headline like this appeared on the news tomorrow, right?

Tan Zong pondered this idea playfully, but he didn't have the idea of putting it into practice, because in his opinion, Xue Xing was going to die tonight!

Even if she didn't mess around with those men, she was unarmed, and Tan Zong had already seen her drink two bottles of red wine with her own eyes, who knows who drinks red wine, she may not be drunk at that time, but when she goes out and is blown by the wind, or after a little rest, its stamina will become stronger and stronger.

If she hadn't drunk so much wine tonight, if she had still carried that silver whip tonight, Tan Zong might not have been sure that she could win against her, but the reality was not, she had already eaten two bottles of red wine, she was wearing a white dress tonight, and when she entered the door just now, except for a handbag, there was no place to put that silver whip on her body.

Prepared for unprepared, calculating or unintentional, Tan Zong didn't believe that she would live to see the sun tomorrow tonight.

Since she is going to die tonight, he naturally doesn't need to do anything more and let the media intervene.

Finally, Tan Zong saw her get up through the surveillance screen, carrying her handbag, and staggering towards the door, a man with bad intentions greeted her politely, probably wanting to help her leave together, but Xue Xing slapped away his groping pig hand, as if he scolded him.

Seeing that she was finally leaving, Tan Zong closed his eyes, Huo Ran opened them, casually picked up a delicate mask on the table and put it on his face, and turned around and walked out of the monitoring room.

As for his mask, it wasn't specially prepared, but last Christmas, his bar held a masquerade ball, and the bar prepared a lot of masks at that time, and this one was used once that night.

In other words, that night, he wore this mask and took down an urban beauty with an excellent figure to spend the night together.

The reason why Tan Zong kept this mask was that when he occasionally missed the scenery of that night, he took it out to remember and appreciate it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

By the way, it's a werewolf mask.

Last year, a werewolf and vampire-themed movie became popular in the domestic market for a long time, and such werewolf masks are especially popular.

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Yuki staggered out of the bar called Explosive Palace, looked outside in a foggy drunken eye, shook his head, and tried to sober himself up.

Finally finding the location of her car, she slanted and pursed her lips as she tried to walk that way.

On the roof of a small building opposite, Tan Zong, who was wearing a werewolf mask, held his sword in both hands, looked at this scene coldly, and did not rush to make a move.

Xue Xing, he wants to kill, he wants to kill the palace, he also wants to keep it as much as possible, he doesn't want to lose his current nourishing life because of this incident, otherwise, he won't wait until now tonight.

Since you've waited until now, you don't care about waiting a little longer.

Xue Xing's alcohol strength at this time may not be too strong, although she walked crookedly, she still got into the car smoothly, and also started the car smoothly and drove onto the road not far away.

She may still have a little sense, although she is drunk driving, but the speed is not fast, at most twenty or thirty yards, driving in the direction of the hotel.

It took her about half an hour to get from the cat poop coffee to here, but at the speed she is driving back now, it may not be an hour.

In the night, Tan Zong, who flew on a roof and balcony like a nightingale, followed very easily, but the original psychological preparation was that Xue Xing's speed after drinking would be very fast, and he might not be able to follow too far before he had to make a move, otherwise he might be lost.

But now seeing Xue Yuki's speed, his worry was suddenly swept away.

But he still planned to do it in a while, because as long as he diluted the suspicion of the palace, he didn't have the patience to follow for too long, and he had been waiting for more than an hour tonight, and time could not be wasted.

There is a saying, which he has always liked to use to warn himself, that is- "The night is long and dreams are many!"

He was also worried that if she waited any longer, the staff around Xue Xing would not be able to help but come to her, such as her assistant or agent, she was not an ordinary person, she was a star, and she was the cash cow of the brokerage company, even if she wanted to indulge herself tonight, the staff around her would not be at ease.

A few minutes later, the palace was far behind, and Xue Xing's car just drove into a tree-lined road, beside which were old plane trees with lush foliage, dimly lit, and few vehicles and pedestrians.

"That's it!"

Tan Zong, who had been following him all the way here, had a murderous flash in his eyes, quietly drew his sword out of its sheath, and flew into the canopy of a plane tree.

Seeing Xue Xing's car approaching, Tan Zong's eyes narrowed, and suddenly with a flick of his left hand, the scabbard in his hand shot out, and went straight to the left front wheel of the vehicle that Xue Xing was driving.

"Bang ......"

The left front tire was suddenly shot, and the tire suddenly burst, so that the car was uncontrolled by the snow and crashed headlong into the side of the road, with a bang, the front of the car hit the flower bed on the side of the road, the cement blocks splashed everywhere, and the front of the car also deflated instantly.

The screeching sound of brakes sounded, and Xue Xing stepped on the brakes at a critical moment.

As soon as the car stopped, a figure fell from the sky, and a cold sword light came down from above, as fast as a streamer.

Although Xue Xing was under the influence of alcohol, she had been practicing for many years, and she was still alert to the crisis, and the sword light quickly stabbed down, and when she was still two or three meters away, she suddenly sensed it, her complexion changed, and she looked up in vain, and saw the sword light as fast as a streamer at a glance, and the werewolf mask on the face of the black shadow.

Especially the murderous eyes behind the mask made her instantly excited, kicked the car door, and jumped out.

With a "bang", the front windshield of the car was stabbed apart by a sword, and the tip of the alloy sword pierced into the driver's seat more than two inches deep, and the sword body was bent.

Tan Zonghuoran, who stepped on the front of the car with both feet, turned his head to look at Xue Xing, who had just come out of the cab, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, he suddenly pulled out his sword, kicked the front of the car with both feet, leaving two deep footprints at the same time, flew to catch up with Xue Xing, the sword body trembled, and the tip of the sword instantly resembled a swaying snake head, buzzing and trembling, and stabbed at Xue Xing's eyebrows.