After getting out of the car was a woman with a slender figure and a beautiful face in tight nightwear.

It's just a glance, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

After the man saw the woman's face clearly, he sneered.

This sneer was somewhat disdainful and provocative.

Qiao Yimo was not impatient or impatient, with the corners of his mouth cocked slightly, and slowly said, "Mo Runge again?"

Leng Tiong's voice is cold, without a trace of emotion: "It turns out that the woman in Morun Pavilion who has been tricking me over and over again looks like this."

She wore a mask for the first few times. Now she dared to take off the mask and confront him. She was quite courageous, but after tonight, she didn't have a chance to step into the S city.

Qiao Yimo laughed, his voice was also cold and indifferent, as cold as an ice cellar, "This road is so deserted today, I don't know that Morun Pavilion is here to block me."

"Today is here to stop you, how about it?" Leng Tiong didn't deny it, there is no need to deny it.

It is too simple for him to be the first person in power to deal with a woman.

Qiao Yimo was not surprised when he heard the man answer.

The girl's voice was cold and indifferent, and she was not chaotic when she was in danger, "That can't be what you want today."

Leng Juan walked in the direction of the woman, steady and strong.

He leaned over and glanced at the woman, chuckled, and said coldly, "Do it!"

A trace of anger flashed in Qiao Yimo's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, "Who dares!"

One hands-on, one who dares to make Mo Runge's people in a dilemma.

They originally thought that this Qingqing was really like the "woman with no power to bind a chicken" as the pavilion owner said, so they were confident about tonight's affairs, but now the woman standing on the opposite side did not lose to anyone, including Ge host.

Hearing the woman's voice, Leng Tiong couldn't help but sneer, snapped his fingers, and there were more than 20 black-clothed men on both sides of the avenue. All of them were strong and physically strong. Elite.

Although they don't have any weapons in their hands, they don't even have guns at their waists!

Leng Jui leaned over, looked at the woman in front of him, spoke lightly, and gave a chuckle of displeasedness, "Give you one last chance, can you roll?"

In fact, he had expected that this woman named Qingqing would definitely not leave so easily.

She did not leave, and he also had a reason to do it.

The night wind slowly passed the woman's hair and fluttered gently in the night.

In the darkness, the voices of other men kept coming, "Woman, don't know what it is, our pavilion master is here to give you a chance."

"That is, I don't even look at how many people I brought, so I dare to ship the goods like this?"

"Our pavilion owner just had a birthday banquet, so I don't want to be disappointed by the blood, so I advise you to get out."

If you really start, this woman will definitely be dead.

"Shut up!" Bo Hua couldn't help but snorted softly when his head was rumbling due to the noise from the people behind him.

Qiao Yimo chuckled lightly, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm, "How dare you be so arrogant when you're just over twenty people?"

When Leng Tiong's lightly pursed lips heard these words, they slowly flattened down.

I saw the sound of brakes coming from behind.

One, another, and then another.

Bo Hua raised his eyes and glanced, a flash of shock flashed through his eyes.

A full ten sports cars.

And one after another women in night clothes kept coming down on the sports car.

All are pure black night clothes, even their height and body shape are extremely similar.

It can be explained that this group of people are carefully selected, and according to their walking posture, they are all from the military department. From this, it can be inferred that these women may have been from the military department or specially trained. JrNovels.com