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The hall was in chaos. Mo Qingyan was standing. Seeing this, he bit his lip. Squat down quickly. I didn't expect the fierce night owl to be so powerful that he can handle such a place.

She was slowly moving to the exit. An elevator on the stage slowly rose up. The man standing on it was dressed in an expensive suit. His hair was very short and black. At first glance, he was a man with a hot temper.

He held the microphone in his hand and locked his eyes on the moving woman.

"Shut up."

The dark voice with a trace of shock force made the people in the field quiet in an instant.

"Mo Qingyan, you can't escape. Come to me, or you'll feel better."

Mo Qingyan is covered with black lines. This guy is really annoying. It seems that she can't escape tonight, because she sees that the four exits are guarded. This place seems to be very familiar with fierce night owls.

She can only stand up and wear a dark blue professional dress. Her figure is perfect and impeccable. Her sweet appearance adds a sense of uniform temptation, because she doesn't look like a professional woman.

Several night club bodyguards immediately ran to her and stopped her.

A trace of disdain flashed on her sweet little face, but the fierce night owl was surprised that a woman was not afraid at all.

I don't know why, seeing her like this, he liked her very much.

The light in the private room is very dark. Mo Qingyan is tied to a chair. The man opposite her has been smoking cigars. His expression could not be seen clearly in the dark side. There was no movement in the private room except for the swirling smoke falling everywhere.

Mo Qingyan looked at him like this. She knew very well who the man cooperated with. Who else would want to harm Mo Qingyan in Lincheng except that woman?

When a cigar finally burned out, the fierce owl spoke.

"Mo Qingyan, you should not be wronged if you die in my hands."

If he let his hands do it, the woman looks good and must be strengthened by them, so it's her blessing to die in his hands.

"Don't talk nonsense. Do it if you want. Isn't it mo Qingxue's dog?"

The fierce night owl male's eyes were sharp, stood up, his face was fierce, and he walked towards her step by step with a dagger in his hand.

She came to her side and gestured on her face with a knife blade. The expression on her face was extremely dark.

"A woman with a poisonous mouth is not likable. Give you a chance, I won't draw your beautiful face, as long as you answer me a few questions."

Mo Qingyan smiled slightly, "I don't answer."

When the fierce night owl met such a difficult woman for the first time, he was in a bad mood and put his face to her ear.

"Don't force me."

Mo Qing saw that the time was right and bit it. And she hid an anesthetic needle in her mouth, which was just inserted into the main artery of his neck.

The fierce night owl felt a pain, then his eyes darkened and fell to the ground.

When the fierce night owl woke up again, he found himself tied up. He struggled a few times. He found that he couldn't untie the knot tied by the girl, and suddenly realized that the girl was not simple.

It must have been trained. The rope binding method is obviously anti break free.

His eyes were fierce. He looked at the woman leaning on the sofa not far away, eating a bunch of grapes, and he was really optimistic about her eating appearance. One by one in his mouth, the night owl was very angry.

Did the girl show him on purpose? For him, a woman so arrogant is an insult to him.