[Dude, wait for me a little longer, and I'll pick you up later.] ]

Jiang Bo held back the little bitterness in his heart, smiled at him, turned around, and walked directly towards the next floor of the main hall.

He had to send Lin Nuanxi to Ling Huaxi safely in order to rest assured.

At least, so that the guy wouldn't blame him for not taking good care of her in Tibet.

The corners of Jiang Bo's mouth pulled out a helpless smile, but he didn't notice the large group of people who were following him behind him, planning to sneak attack him.

The black-robed man led by Jiang Bo looked at Jiang Bo's back with a fierce look in his eyes. If it weren't for him, so many of his little brothers wouldn't have died tragically!

A sharp knife, clearly reflecting the sharp white light, Jiang Bo realized something, turned around suddenly, raised his hand and pulled the gun in his hand-

……

A black helicopter was suspended on the top floor of the Potala Palace, and before the helicopter could land, Beitang Yaori jumped down and ran directly inside.

Xi Shao Si ordered to follow, with an unhappy expression on his face-

[Damn, such a dangerous thing, Hua Xi didn't even say a word to me and ran to Tibet alone, and he had to teach him a good lesson when he went back!] ]

Of course, the content of Ling Huaxi's "punishment" has already been thought out by Xi Shaosi.

The corners of his mouth curled up with an ambiguous and beautiful arc, and Xi Shaosi ordered to equip the gun in his hand.

[There is always a price to pay for using the elite of my Dragon King Society.] ]

As soon as he ran into the main hall, Beitang Yaori saw the corpses splashed with blood droplets in front of him. With a clenched fist, Beitang Yaori ran in the direction of the upper floor.

In the main hall on the second floor, there are Tibetan men lying upside down, and their bodies are covered with blood-colored marks of slashing and bullet penetration.

The smell of blood fills the air, and there is a hint of sweet tobacco.

At the front, Jiang Bo, who was resting in front of the big pillar, was in a mess, and the knife in his hand was still dripping with fresh blood. took a leisurely puff of cigarette, and Jiang Bo Junyi's face was his usual light smile.

[Jiang Bo, where is the warm stream!] ]

The familiar voice reached Jiang Bo's ears through the corridor full of corpses, and his sluggish body reacted at this time.

It's the sun!

Raising his head, Jiang Bo looked at the Beitang Bright Sun standing in front of him from afar, and the bottom of his beautiful black eyes was full of rich softness.

[Then I knew that you would come.] In his lazy and elegant voice, there is a thick and hoarse voice.

Beitang Yaori paused and walked towards Jiang Bo.

[Okay, don't step on these disgusting corpses, hurry up and find Lin Nuanxi.] ]

The footsteps were stopped by Jiang Bo's refusal voice.

[Let someone who loves you cry for you, Bright Sun, you're a terrible boyfriend.] Jiang Bo's tone revealed a trace of helpless pampering, but there was a great sense of bitterness.

Jiang Bo restrained his shaking hands, tried his best to look natural, and took another puff of his cigarette.

The smoke was filled with the man who was standing far away in front of him, making his entire world go crazy for it, Beitang Bright Sun.

[Love her so much, go find her!] ]

[……]

[It's time to give Nuan Xi an explanation, and it is time to give Murong Rose an end.] ]

[……]

[Sunlight, you're not wrong.] ]

Jiang Bo raised his head and looked at Beitang Yaori, and his smile was extraordinarily rich and beautiful!

[You're okay alone?] ]

[Just kidding, I'm Jiang Bo!] ]