The woman was wearing a red leather jacket, tight leather pants, and long brown-red hair was draped from behind.

At this time, he looked at the man with an embarrassed face, and pleaded for the four people kneeling on the ground.

"Boss, they are all Xiao Qi's people, and they definitely don't want Xiao Qi to have an accident, then Yuan Ye's life and death are still uncertain in order to save Xiao Qi." The woman looked at the man, pursed her lips, and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing this, the man glanced at her and continued slowly: "Kill." ”

"As for that Yuan Ye......" The man slowed down, his tone cold.

Hearing the man's words, the woman was stunned for a moment, suddenly knelt on the ground, gritted her teeth at the man and said: "Boss, I beg you, Yuan Ye is Xiao Qi's person, if he dies, Xiao Qi's spirit in the sky will not be at ease, please." ”

She lowered her head, her long hair falling out in front of her, covering half of her face and blocking the hatred and murderous intent in her eyes.

Looking at the appearance of the woman kneeling on the ground, Luo Yun held the goblet, pinched the goblet with her slender fingers, shook it gently, and then poured the red wine in the glass on the ground, the red wine seeped into the carpet, fainting a puddle of crimson marks, which looked like scarlet blood.

After seeing this scene, Red Butterfly's face turned pale instantly, and she chuckled in her heart.

Soon, the four people kneeling behind her were dragged out and dealt with without a sound, and she still knelt on the ground, waiting for the boss to speak.

"Get up."

Hearing the man's words, Red Butterfly's straight back relaxed, and she secretly breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Boss!"

She bowed her head excitedly and thanked her, and only then did she get up and leave.

Looking at the back of the red butterfly leaving, Luo Yun squinted slightly, the goblet in his hand was crushed with a snap, and his eyes followed the figure of the red butterfly coldly.

If it weren't for the text messages he received, he might never have found out about this woman's dissenting heart.

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After Wen Wan returned to the place where he lived, he knocked directly on the door of Shang Mo's house.

This Shang Mo was still sleeping, looking sleepy-eyed, and after seeing that it was Wen Wan, he immediately became energetic, and smiled at Wen Wan: "Miss, what's wrong!" ”

"Borrow your computer."

Wen Wan glanced at Shang Mo and spoke lightly.

Her computer daddy hasn't sent it yet, so I'll use Shang Mo's for the time being.

When Shang Mo heard this, he hurriedly turned sideways and let her in, and when he saw the mess at home, he was a little embarrassed, "Eh, my house is a little messy." ”

He stayed up all night playing games last night, and the smell of smoke in the room had not yet dissipated, and the smell of smoke in the study was even heavier.

It's just that I didn't expect Wen Wan to wipe his keyboard and mouse with a tissue, and then turned on the computer.

"You go to sleep, I'll cook in a while, get up for lunch." Wen Wan said lightly to Shang Mo.

Shang Mo yawned, a little happy to hear this, and hurriedly answered and went back to catch up on sleep.

Waiting for Shang Mo to leave, Wen Wan glanced at the full ashtray on the table and the empty cigarette case on the side, his eyes deepened a little, and he quickly turned his mind away and started the game.

To her surprise, she didn't expect Shang Mo to also play the game of God Realm.

Logging into the game, Wen Wan glanced at Shang Mo's ID.

In the shadows.

Seeing this name, Wen Wan frowned, and after logging out of his account, he logged in to his account again.

As soon as I entered, I saw a person who hadn't been online for a long time.

Clicking on the person's avatar chat box, Wen Wan edited the message and sent it over.

Wen Xiaoqi: [In? 】

The man quickly replied.

Single-mindedly late: [You haven't been online for a long time. 】

Wen Xiaoqi: [Something has happened recently, how about the beta version. 】

Hopeful: [Yes, it has been cleared.] 】

Seeing the words of Yixiangwan, Wen Wan wanted to vomit blood, and he tried his best to study it, but this pervert cleared the customs again in a few days.

So I asked him again if there was anything that needed to be improved.