บท 895: The Return of The Ghost!

As Helian Wei Wei was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of screeching brakes. The sound came from a modified version of the Hummer that belonged to Suit Man S. He had a sour look on his face, or rather, he looked enraged, which was a big difference compared to his usual gentleness when picking up girls.

Even when faced with the most powerful enemy, he never had such an expression on his face before.

The car door slammed shut with a bang!

S did not greet Helian Wei Wei, instead, he immediately clutched her hands, throwing out a bomb. "The Little Boss is missing."

These few simple words caused the relaxed atmosphere around them to change in an instant.

"S, what are you talking about?!" When Old A did not smile, he looked like one of those criminals in the movies who was not to be messed around with. At that moment, the knife scar on his face exuded a distinct chill in the air.