Zhao Siqing dragged over the chair, opened the window, and jumped out the moment Du Wei broke in.

Luckily, she came out wearing flat shoes, but even so, she still broke her ankle at this height.

"Catch her!" After Du Wei rushed in, he spoke urgently.

The two men who remained outside to guard quickly reacted and chased after them.

Zhao Siqing didn't care about the pain in his feet, and staggered forward.

Her throat was dry and tight like a fire, and with an ankle injury, she was an untrained woman.

It didn't take long for the distance to get closer.

Zhao Siqing wanted to find someone for help, but thinking about being chased by a group of strong men, few people dared to come forward to help.

After running for more than ten minutes, Zhao Siqing really couldn't run.

Seeing that they were about to catch up with him, Zhao Siqing looked up at an entertainment club not far away, Bellagio.

Zhao Siqing has a little impression of this name, it seems to be a particularly famous night club in Binhai, which integrates eating, drinking, playing and living, and is expensive.

Zhao Siqing gritted his teeth and ran over there.

The clubhouse is resplendent and there are many luxury cars in front of the door.

Although she hadn't paid much attention to these, she also knew that this kind of place mostly had a strong backstage.

She can only hope that she will be lucky, but she will not plunge into the den of thieves.

Zhao Siqing moved quickly, plus she was a woman, but no one stopped her.

But when Du Wei's group of people caught up, they were menacing, with a fierce face, and some of them still had murder weapons in their hands, so they were directly stopped outside as picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

Du Wei looked at Zhao Siqing's back, his face was grim, and he stopped his subordinates from turning around and making a phone call.

Nearly ten minutes later, Bellagio security received a message and signaled for his men to be released.

Du Wei rushed in with someone and began to search for Zhao Siqing's figure.

*

After Zhao Siqing ran all the way into Bellagia, he ran directly in the direction of the night field.

It's late at night, and it's the time of day.

She just hopes that the more chaotic it is, the better.

In a changing light, Zhao Siqing passed through the men and women who were writhing wildly, and ran directly into the backstage.

Hiding here, she breathed a sigh of relief.

While dialing Nalan Yanran's phone, he looked for the tape in the background.

She wrapped the diary around her lap with duct tape and tucked the USB stick directly into her underwear.

"Nalan, I got Chu Yue's things, and now I'm in Bellagio, but someone is chasing me......" Zhao Siqing gasped and spoke in a low voice.

"Officer Nalan is in a meeting, I'll tell her."

There was an unfamiliar male voice in the microphone, and Zhao Siqing's heart sank a little.

It must have been Nalan's side that also stumbled.

"Get out of the way, search me one by one!" Du Wei's voice came faintly outside.

Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief, and her face turned pale.

She made her quick way back until she broke into a fitting room.

In the room was a group of women who were changing clothes, most of them were wearing silver-white crop tops and short skirts, and they were all wearing heavy makeup, but they were all beautiful.

Seeing someone looking at her, Zhao Siqing smiled at her and tried to keep herself calm: "I'm sorry I'm late." ”

"Hurry up and change your clothes, we'll be on the court in two minutes." Someone reminded.

"Okay."

Zhao Siqing listened to the increasingly chaotic footsteps outside, and knew that Du Wei was getting closer and closer.

She grabbed a dance costume from the side and quickly changed it on.

Immediately, the hair that was originally loose was tied up indiscriminately and pulled into a ball.

"Let's go, it's time to go on stage!" Someone spoke in a hurry.

Immediately, more than a dozen women poured out in unison.

The moment the door opened, Du Weizheng came in with someone.