Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Nan Juefeng asked with great concern: "Second brother, this matter must not be taken lightly. You must not act alone in the future. No matter where you go, you'd better take Sirius or Tianhu with you. If you really feel that there are people around you who are in the way, you Call two hidden guards."

The assassination this time was really: too horrifying, and too... not thorough.

It seems to be deliberately provocative, wanting to stir up trouble and attract the attention of admirers.

Obviously, not only in City G, but probably in the entire Asia-Europe region, there are only a handful of people who dare to provoke Fan Fan.

Since assassins are hired to carry out surprise attacks, their wealth and power must not be underestimated.

Admiring Fan heard the words, a faint smile rose from the corner of his lips: "Brother, don't worry about it. If I admire Fan and be slaughtered so easily by others, then I admire Fan for being incompetent, and I deserve to die. The weak should not exist in this world where the strong prey on the weak and the strong are full of killings, begging for mercy. Rather than being a loser, I admire everything, and I would rather die!"

Hearing this, not only Nan Juefeng, but also the three brothers of the Tian family all frowned.

Their worries are exactly the same.

Admire Fan, too conceited, too concerned about securing success and manipulating the fate of others, with such a temperament, they are really worried about what will happen in the future.

Yang Mufan glanced at them indifferently, seeing their frowning and worried faces, he sneered: "What kind of expressions are you guys doing?! Is it that I am so unworthy of your trust?! The victory has not even begun, and you are admitting cowardice? ! Ha~, I really lost my face..."

"Second brother (second brother)—"

"I don't have time to play lip service with you..." Yang Mufan moved his body, changed his sitting position, and said with a cold and serious expression, "Sirius, go and do something for me..."

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In the dead of night, all sounds are silent.

World International Hotel, the presidential suite on the top floor.

"Tick", the fingerprint recognition door lock was swiped open crisply.

A tall man in black clothes and trousers pushed the door open and left.

When he saw that standing in front of the overly large French windows, only a man with a tall and strong back was left for him, he frowned faintly.

Taking a deep breath, he finally mustered up the courage to step forward as if he were dead: "Boss—"

Hearing the movement behind him, the man standing by the window raised his eyebrows, and his cold and magnetic voice slowly rang out: "Ah Lin, you're back?! How are things going?!"

The man called Ah Lin stopped a meter away from him.

Through the unstained glass, Ah Lin can clearly see the shadow cast by the cleanly polished glass: the man's handsome and charming deep face.

He nodded respectfully, and said: "...the mission failed, let the boss punish you."

"Really?!" the man asked quietly.

Ah Lin buried her head deeper.

This is his first time: mission failure.

After a long silence, the man standing by the window looked at the night scene of G City, which was becoming more and more seductive against the background of neon lights, and said quietly: "The failure was completely within my expectation. In other words: I didn't expect you to kill Yang Mufan at all. In fact, it's good to fail, so this game will be more fun."

When Ah Lin heard this, she didn't understand why, so he frowned, very puzzled: "Boss, I don't understand what you mean."