Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 680 No Body Search

Zuo Zhe winked at Fang Lin, and he stepped forward: "I think Captain Deng, you made a mistake, what our Young Master Zhe meant was that there was no body search, no scene search."

"This, isn't this embarrassing us?" Captain Deng's face changed again: "I promise we will leave soon, as long as you are willing to cooperate."

The two, no, everyone looked at Zuo Zhe.

He frowned slightly with displeasure, and said in a cold voice: "I have cooperated, otherwise you would have stayed outside. You should also cooperate, pretend to go around twice, and then leave here."

Ye Ziye became impatient, turned around and said to Xiao Zhang at the bar: "Hey handsome guy, is there anything I can eat?"

"Snacks, peanuts and fruit...."

"I want to eat meat, or make some noodles for me."

"This, I'm afraid it won't work, I don't have instant noodles here."

"Forget it, peanuts are peanuts."

Although the two spoke softly, Zuo Zhe could hear them clearly.

That's right, he actually forgot that Ye Ziye was hungry just now, so he must be very hungry now to speak like that.

Captain Deng was extremely embarrassed: "How can this be done? We..."

Zuo Zhe stood up, his face became bone-chillingly cold, and he took Ye Ziye's hand: "Go, I'll take you out to eat."

Ye Ziye looked blank: "Have you guys finished talking?"

Fang Lin and Captain Deng shouted in astonishment, "Master Zhe!?"

"Fang Lin, I'll leave this to you, and do things according to my wishes." Then he raised his chin at Qin Jun, who was like an idler: "Xiao Qin, let's go first."

"Okay." Qin Jun smiled, looked at Captain Deng who was in a dilemma, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "You came at the wrong time, but you are lucky, he doesn't care about your birthday today."

After speaking, he led Qin Yi and Jiang Yaoyao away.

Seeing this, all the police officers looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

[—Ye Xiwei's original *** Tencent first release —].
United States, Manhattan, inside the castle.

On the roof, in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, stood a thin and feminine man.

He held up the red wine glass and sipped lightly, looked down the mountain from a distance, and listened quietly to the report of the man behind him.

This man was exactly Rex, he carefully looked at the face of the man in front of the window, bowed his body slightly, showing a little fear.

(End of this chapter)