บท 125: Scram, Or Die

""Hmm." Yu Shijin was stunned for but one second.

He sat on the sofa, cold and alone.

The bodyguard in black couldn't tell what Yu Shijin meant. "Miss Su used a strand of metal to break the lock. Seems like she isn't any ordinary folk."

Yu Shijin's cars were all customized at hefty prices. She had easily broken into it with a metal strand before they reached the front door.

The technique was too unique and she was too fast.

Even if one had been professionally trained, he might not achieve the same effect as her.

How could someone like that be an ordinary person?

"Let her be," said Yu Shijin, his eyes as still as water.

It was as if he was speaking about the weather.

The bodyguard couldn't help but twitch.

Master Yu, do you still remember the very important secret in your car?!

Just then.

The door swung open to the producer, director, and the rest.