Sheng Ai First Lady

"Tuo," came Shen Jing's cold voice full of murderous intent, "Go and kill that woman."

The road gave way from the middle, and the handsome man who couldn't tell his age walked straight to the boss of the palace. Evan followed behind him, his eyebrows and eyes were rare and dignified. A heavy complexion is rare.

"Uncle," Gong Shentuo just raised his head, looked at Xia Jin who was directly in front of him, and said calmly, "What did Jin'er do, you want to kill her?"

"What did she do?" Gong Molin sneered, "I said a long time ago that if she betrayed you once, she can have a second time, Tuo, this time, you can't be soft-hearted anymore, this woman, you can't do it again Keep."

"Evan." Boss Gong's voice turned cold, "What happened?"

Evan took two steps forward, his voice was rare and tense, "Boss, Yemen is in chaos now, the mafia, Russian gangsters, Mexican drug lords, as well as Interpol and the local shrimps all ran up to participate One kick, more than a dozen military factories in our branch were bombed, at least [-] people died, and now Tang Jian is trying his best to control the situation, Boss, we have to leave here immediately, Yemen needs you to go back to sit in charge."

His voice was so low that no one could hear him clearly except for the boss.

Evan took a deep breath, "Boss, the database of the Ministry of Information was attacked, and we are doing our best to repair it now, but it will take at least two hours. This time, we have suffered heavy losses."

Maybe, Yemen will completely give up the top spot in the underworld.

"I see." Boss Gong interrupted him in a deep voice, without a trace of panic or strangeness in his voice, as if this was a very common thing.

"These things," he said without changing his expression, "has nothing to do with her, uncle, you are prejudiced against Xia Jin."

Gong Molin sneered, "Did she do it? Let her tell you personally that besides her, she is the director of the information department, the woman closest to you, and the most convenient person to do these things."

He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Jin, her body was leaning against the car door, she had short black hair, a fair and delicate oval face, and sweet red lips.

He looked at her, and Xia Jin was also looking at him, the originally bright pupils now implied an indescribable Potao.

"Sumire, come here." His voice was the same as always, clean, indifferent, and deep.

Nan Xiaoran took a look at Xia Jin, and suddenly laughed, "Miss Xia, you have to think clearly, with his power, if he doesn't die today, you will only be trapped in Yemen for the rest of your life."

Her voice was neither loud nor low, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

The atmosphere in the air has extremely subtle changes.

Xia Jin didn't seem to notice it, she just tilted her head slightly and looked at Nan Xiaoran with squinted eyes, "If that's the case, can I bring the book with me?"

Nan Xiaoran spread her hands, "Of course, she is your pawn and is under your control."

Xia Jin stretched out her hand to grab Shu'er's wrist, leading her step by step towards Gong Shentuo's direction.

She walked easily, her steps were steady and even a little brisk, her lips were slightly curved, as if she was smiling, but she didn't seem to have any expression on her face.

Only Shu'er, she frowned slightly, Xia Jin's hand was very strong, she was trying to hide her nervousness with such strength, she poured all her emotions into the fingers holding her wrist.

There was confusion in Shu'er's eyes, but he never made a sound.