Hua Xuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hand and slashed it with a knife.

"You ......" The girl just let out a monosyllable, and as soon as her eyes rolled, her body fell limply.

Hua Yu hurriedly caught her and took two steps to the side.

This place happens to be a dead end, and the bodyguards inside can't see what is happening here.

"I'm sorry." Hua Ling placed the girl on the ground and whispered an apologetic apology.

Hua Ling quickly ripped off the girl's clothes and changed her own clothes again.

The two of them are about the same size, and their clothes fit just right.

And the invitation in the girl's bag, and the feather mask, all of them were taken away.

Hua Ling is not very comfortable leaving a girl here alone.

took out her mobile phone from her bag, flipped to a contact named Sister Wang, who had been contacted an hour and a half ago, and sent a message: "I'm a little uncomfortable, can you come and pick me up in an hour." ”

In an hour, she should be able to get out.

After the message was sent, Hua Ling put the phone back in the girl's bag, got up, put on the feather mask, and walked to the gate of the villa.

When Hua Yu handed the invitation in his hand to the bodyguard at the door, he saw the name on the invitation.

Jiang Mengyi.

The girl's name just now turned out to be Jiang Mengyi.

Hua Ling is a little familiar with this name, as if she is a star, and she should have seen it on TV.

Hua Yi just saw her facial features in the faint light, a very beautiful girl.

After the bodyguard glanced at her, he handed her back the invitation letter and made a gesture of please: "Please come in." ”

Hua Yu bowed slightly, took the mask, and entered the hall directly.

The villa is large in scope, with a huge crystal chandelier in the living room, and the dim light is refracted in every corner of the hall.

After entering the hall, Hua Hua carefully observed the terrain.

Everyone was wearing masks, no one knew anyone, and they didn't worry about being recognized.

A bartender passed by with a wine glass.

In order not to make herself look so abrupt, Hua Ying casually pinched a goblet in the palm of her hand and walked to a place where there were few people.

This place is not ripe.

After finding a place with few people, Hua Ying sent an email to Qimeng: [Can you hack the topographic map of Rong Yanli's villa? 】

If you run to the wrong place and startle the snake, it will be more than worth the loss.

It's better to be safe.

After waiting for a few minutes, Qimeng, who had always replied to her messages quickly, did not reply for a long time.

Hua Ling's fingertips rubbed on her phone twice, maybe she was busy with something, so she had to put the phone away, carry the wine glass, and find a way to go up to the second floor by herself.

There were people next to them who got together to chat.

The topography of the first floor has been surveyed for eight or nine.

After another moment, there was a moment of silence in the hall.

Immediately afterward, everyone walked in one direction.

At the gate of the villa, today's hero appeared.

A group of people were complimenting with their glasses.

Rong Jiu and Rong Yanli walked in from the outside, looking like dusty people.

Rong Jiu was wearing a black windbreaker, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and facial features like a knife and an axe, handsome and extraordinary.

Next to him was an older man.

Rong Yanli.

It was the man Hua Ling had seen at the bar three days earlier.