On a night when the moon was high, under a dense plane tree, a table, a chair, and a man.

The man looked like he was sipping tea calmly. Walking in, you will find that the "Chuan" lines between his eyebrows are profound.

A few steps away from the man, four tall and powerful bodyguards stood left and right, all in black tunics, with their hands behind their backs, silent.

Not far away, a tall man of nearly 1.9 meters walked forward.

The bodyguard did not stop him, but let him get close to the tea man smoothly.

The man who tasted the tea didn't raise his head and said, "Check it out?" ”

"Nope." The tall man replied, "Bo Luan Kite, they came out to stir up the situation. ”

"Huh?" The tea-tasting man put down the Jun porcelain teacup in his hand, and finally looked at the tall man.

"Meng Ya, that girl is so stupid, she didn't find out anything. He just tricked the woman into the place, but before our people could do anything, Bo Luan Kite arrived with his people. ”

"Smack!" A cup of hot tea with a cup of water smashed on the tall man. But the man endured the pain and did not dare to gnaw. He knew how violent and ruthless the person in the chair in front of him was, otherwise he would not have been able to eradicate dissidents and take charge of the overall faction at a young age.

"I don't think you're that smart!" The tea-tasting man stood up suddenly, approached the tall man, and grabbed him by the collar. Although the man who tasted tea was shorter than the other party, a strong momentum forced the tall man to turn away from his face and not meet the aggressive gaze, "Is that woman Luo Yunxi or not, why is she still alive, let me find out quickly!" ”

The sudden release of the collar made the tall man's breathing easier, but then he tensed again. I saw a black gun barrel on his forehead, "Three days, otherwise you will be worse off than dead......

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In the humid air of the early morning, Shang Xin'er finished washing up and was changing her clothes for going out.

For a week, even though Shang Xin'er would regularly send Bo Luan Kite the address of the house where he stayed that day, he never came back to live once.

If it weren't for the occasional document signed by him on the group OA, and seeing him once from afar, Shang Xin'er would really think that something had happened to Bo Luankite.

A milky white silk long skirt is simple and elegant, and the long tail bow at the neckline sets off a touch of sweet femininity. At the waist, Shang Xin'er wore a thin black belt and high-heeled sandals on her feet. With jet-black smooth medium-length hair, Shang Xin'er pulled it up low.

looked at the time of the watch on her left wrist, this is a watch is Shang Xin'er's birthday gift to herself a year after graduating from college, using up her salary for more than three months, an oval dial, a ring of broken diamonds, and a burgundy alligator leather strap, elegant and versatile.

But at this time, the burgundy color made her frown, and she took it off and put it in her bag.

After all, when attending a funeral, red is the most taboo color.

After nearly an hour in a taxi, Shang Xin'er finally arrived at the funeral home.

Because considering that silk is easy to wrinkle, she sat upright all the way, and when she got out of the car, her tense muscles made her feel tired. The bright sunlight that gradually climbed higher and brighter made her a little dazed.

After simply tidying up her skirt and hair, and shaking her stunned head, Shang Xin'er walked towards a crowded place.

The green shrubs, dark green pines and cypresses, the rustle of sprinklers, and the chirping of birds among the trees along the road will make people forget their environment for a while. But when I think about the place I am, there is always a sense of irony, the best place in City A is a place that makes people extremely sad......