Huo Xiujie raised his hand and raised his ivory pistol and aimed it at Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan only felt a cool breeze behind her, and the hard muzzle pressed against the back of her head.

【1 hour ago】

In the back garden of Huo Mansion Windsor Villa, a girl wearing a waiter coat at Maple Bridge Winery stood under a maple tree with her arms crossed, her eyes closed.

"Miss Huo, what's the matter, I haven't given me the balance of the last time I drugged Li Shao!"

Dressed in a brown striped shirt, Miyaluochen slowly walked out of the car in a corner of the garden with a cigarette in his mouth.

The cross scar on his forehead looked even more hideous in the sun.

"What are you anxious about, can my sister have no money?"

"That is, how can the eldest lady of the Huo family be short of money, but I have been short of money recently, and I am anxious to need money to spend."

Huo Siyu raised her head and glanced at him with her eyes, "Heh, after making this vote, my sister will give you 500 million." ”

Gong Luochen blew a puff of smoke towards Huo Siyu, "The first one is 300 million, and I won't do it without a penny." ”

"100 million, love to do it or not!"

"Cut!" Gong Luochen hooked Huo Siyu's chin, "Say, what kind of tricks are you going to do this time!" ”

"Kill the second lieutenant next to Shaoze, and send the photo to your mobile phone." Huo Siyu gave him a blank look, turned his head, and dodged his hand.

"It's the people around Li Shao again, it's so difficult every time!" As soon as Gong Luochen heard the word Shaoze, he complained.

"It's not difficult, I need to find you?" Huo Siyu looked disdainful.

Gong Luochen turned on his phone, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "Heh, little handsome guy, why don't I catch him and give him to you to enjoy, wouldn't it be a pity to kill him like this?" ”

"I enjoy your sister, what are you doing with so many words, let you do it, you can quickly make him for me, to be clean and neat." Huo Siyu's eyes had a layer of viciousness, "Also, I want to see the corpse when I die." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do him now." Gong Luochen put away his phone impatiently.

"Listen, he's at Maple Bridge Winery now, hurry up, I'll wait for your news." After Huo Siyu finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the bushes in the garden.

Last night, the bartender at Maple Bridge Winery was killed by the Dark Left.

Gong Luochen, as the hall master of the dark left, knows that Fengqiao Winery has the inner ghost of their dark left.

He turned on his phone again, spit out a smoke ring, stared at Ye Qingyan's face on the phone screen, and sneered.

Then, he sent this photo to the ghost of the Dark Left at Maple Bridge Winery.

The inner ghost will soon be monitored by the winery and lock down the location of the person in the photo.

Gong Luochen took a long puff of cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt away, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and checked the remaining bullets.

"Miss Huo, the remaining 400 million, I have to decide."

He put away his pistol and walked towards a black Lamborghini in the corner of the garden.

Therefore, Ye Qingyan looked at the door of the banquet hall and saw the figure that looked like the person who attacked Li Shaoze the night before.

That's right, it's him, Gong Luochen.

He came to kill Ye Qingyan.

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"Boy, you're done!"

Ye Qingyan felt the hard muzzle of the gun against the back of her head, and the dagger in her hand had actually been pressed against the stomach of the person behind her.

If you hadn't heard this, the dagger might have pierced into the abdomen of the person behind you.

This voice is very familiar, warm and lazy, and it can be remembered once you listen to it.

Of course, it was Huo Xiujie, who was looking for trouble with Li Shao just now, and he actually followed her.

"Master Xiu, what do you want my hands to do?" Ye Qingyan turned his head and smiled evilly at Huo Xiujie behind him.

Huo Xiujie's eyes widened, "Hahaha, what do you want to do?" Of course I want someone, I want someone to take it off for me, Brother Ye, you owe me. ”