Author: Filthy Machine Translation
After Ling Jue left, Huang Liu stood up after a while. He held the bloody nine square tightly and limped away from the scene.
Everyone thought that he had been kneeling for a long time. They did not know that there was a bloody mark on his leg.
Ling Jue exchanged all the chips before she left the second floor.
She did not plan to go to the first floor. She would go to the basement to find some good jade. When Tang Yuan woke up, there would be delicious food.
2This time, she was holding a card. Their casino had everything they needed. They even had a card that did not require a real name.
She had won eighty million in the casino with this card. No one would believe that she had become a rich person after just one game.
However, fifty million was dirty money. It was all she had today.
2Ling Jue had just walked out of the elevator when the corridor on the first floor of the basement turned dark. However, the elevator was still operating as usual. She was sure that the power was not cut off.
She stood in the dark and a group of people walked out of the private elevator in a moment.
"Why are the lights dim?" They were curious. They walked out of the elevator and looked at the corridor in confusion.
2There was no other light except for a little light at the end of the corridor.
Bang!
She stood by a small door and saw a faint gunshot coming from the window on the left.
The gambling stone went out of the door on the right, and the parking lot was on the left.
"Protect the president!" Someone shouted. One of the people who came out had been shot and fell to the ground.
2Ling Jue's eyes flashed. She was sure that the shooter had left.
A few people chased after him to the left, leaving only three people to accompany a tall man.
"Let's bury him." The man's voice was like the most elegant and pleasant cello sound. It could easily touch the chord in people's hearts, and it could also calm the chord in people's hearts. The two kinds of feelings were intertwined.
2"Yes." The two people dragged the person who was lying on the ground down.
2Ling Jue's expression changed slightly. There was actually someone who was so cold and heartless. However, why was this voice so familiar?
"Go find a mop and clean this place up," he suddenly said indifferently.
2"President, I want to protect you!"
2"Do you think I need your protection?'' He turned his head and looked in Ling Jue's direction. "Go."
2"Yes!" The bodyguard was speechless. He turned around and went to find a mop.
2Ling Jue heard his footsteps slowly walking towards her. Her heart was inexplicably raised. Wasn't this man...
2Feng Yulin?
It was actually him!
"Have you seen enough?" He leaned against the side, took out a cigarette, and handed it to her. "Have one."
2"..." Ling Jue did not understand what he meant. However, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have changed her appearance and height. He probably did not know that this was the person he had met twice.
2"You don't smoke?" He chuckled, making a clear sound like a cello.
2"This is the last one. If that's the case, I'll send you on your way." He put away the cigarette and grabbed at her neck like an eagle seeing its prey.
2Ling Jue's pupils constricted. She quickly grabbed his wrist and said in a cold voice, "I wasn't the one who shot you just now."
2"I know, but anyone who sees it will die!"
2"Oh?" Ling Jue sneered and walked out from the gap. She threw his hand away coldly. "That depends on whether you have the ability or not!"
2PA!
A soft sound was heard. The chandelier above their heads lit up.
Feng Yulin frowned when he saw his face. "Who are you?"
2Why does this kid look so familiar?
"Who the hell cares who I am!"
2"You look very much like a kid, but even so, you have to die!"
2Digression (from the author)
2Feng Yulin wanted to kill Ling Jue because she knew his true colors and also knew that he was the one who assassinated the president. Therefore, he felt that keeping her alive would harm him and not kill the female lead for no reason. Could it be considered flirting? Anyway, he wouldn't really kill her. Was it too late for love?
2My heart is tired. Why does my male protagonist and female protagonist have to fight every time they meet. Can't they just sit down and kiss each other ..?
Author: Filthy Machine Translation
Ling Jue was surprised when he finished his words. 'Even if you look like that kid, you still have to die'? What did he mean by that?
2Hey. If she was still that short junior high school student, would he not have killed her?
2Based on their two encounters, he would have cut her into pieces, right?
2Ling Jue dodged his attack and looked at him with a frown. "Are you crazy? I was just passing by. I didn't see anything."
2All I saw was this vicious eagle!
2"Is that so?" He was very fast. His long legs suddenly kicked at her. "If you beat me, I'll let you go."
2"F*ck, I can beat you until you call me grandpa!"
2"..." Feng Yulin frowned. Why did this man always swear?
2Ling Jue had a different idea. In case this extremely smart man found out her identity, she might as well disguise herself.
2Otherwise, she would definitely be suspected by him.
2If she had known earlier, she would not have saved him. Not only would this man not be grateful, but he also always wanted to kill her.
2The two of them fought so hard that they could not part. Ling Jue did not hold back either. Although she was shorter than him and a little thinner than him, she did not lose in this battle.
She, Lord Jue, had never admitted defeat in front of a man before!
2Feng Yulin's moves were ruthless. Every move was filled with killing intent, and his target was Ling Jue's neck.
Ling Jue could sense the man's powerful strength. Every move he made evaded her attacks. Even though she looked calm, her heart was in her throat. She could not let her guard down when dealing with Feng Yulin.
2In just a few minutes, the two of them had exchanged dozens of rounds.
"Kid, whose family are you from?" After the two of them exchanged blows for a while, Feng Yulin was the first to stop. He looked at him with an indecipherable expression.
2"I'm from my family!" Ling Jue raised her head and looked at Feng Yulin.
2"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago." Feng Yulin sneered and took out an item from his hand miraculously. "This belongs to me."
2Ling Jue looked at the item in his hand and touched her pocket.
He had stolen her bank card!!
2It was the money she wanted to buy Tang Yuan jade. If it was stolen, she would not be able to find the money to buy Tang Yuan jade. How would it recover its power?
2"Give it back to me!" Ling Jue looked at him coldly and took out the item in her hand. "Swap."
2Feng Yulin was stunned. He saw the necklace hanging on his hand. He had taken it from that kid the last time. He had been carrying it with him the whole time. He did not expect that he could steal it.
Ling Jue was also surprised when she took the item. It was hers, wasn't it?
Why was he carrying it with him?
Feng Yulin's face was cold. He took out his gun and pointed it at Ling Jue. His voice was as cold as ice. "Hand it over."
2"Hehe, shoot me." Ling Jue looked at him coldly. Who was afraid of who? She did not have a gun, but she had a card in her hand. If he shot her, she would cut his neck with this card.
2Feng Yulin put away his gun. Just as he put it away, a group of security guards came running from the right and shouted at them, "Who are you people?"
2Ling Jue found it strange. Why did Feng Yulin know that someone was coming?
2Could it be that he had something like Tang Yuan on him?
He walked closer to Ling Jue. Ling Jue knew that he would not do anything to her in front of the security guards, so she just waited for him to come closer.
He snatched the necklace from his hand and returned the card to him.
"Master Feng?!" The security guards came closer and realized that it was Feng Yulin. They lowered their heads and looked at him respectfully. "Master Feng, our master has been waiting for you inside for a long time. He asked us to come out to welcome you."
2Oh my god, they actually shouted at Master Feng!
2He said he wanted four thousand more, and the editor felt that four thousand was too much before one hundred thousand words, so he changed it to three thousand, four thousand on weekends, and three thousand on weekdays. He also read the posts at the top of the Book Review Section. It was midnight, noon, and eight at night. Please move your little finger and vote for the RECOMMENDATION TICKET WITH MORE UPDATES! ! Thank you to the little fairies who supported dirty, and bow
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