He Da Dong had a good impression of Chuan Liu, but at the same time he did not forget the identity of the girl in front of him.

Taking good care of her will only benefit you.

While eating the grapes that were handed to him, Chuanliu glanced at the nine people in front of him, casually pointed at one of them and said, "I like him. Please ask Da Dong to remove the rest of you."

He Da Dong gave him an "I understand" look, and said with a hint of disappointment, "So Miss Chuan Liu likes this type? Does that mean I have no chance? But I'm always available for sale."

Chuanliu remained silent.

Actually, she just picked someone who seemed quiet, so it would be easier for her to move around.

The chosen young man shyly approached, peeled an orange for Chuanliu, and held it to her lips, saying timidly:

"Lord Kawami, please have some oranges."

Chuanliu calmly enjoyed the man's service, giving off the feeling of an ancient emperor, as if she ruled the world.

Prolonged immersion in this hedonistic environment erodes one's mind and gradually blurs one's judgment. It's like sinking into a gentle swamp; the more you struggle, the deeper you sink, unable to escape.

In such an environment, human desires grow wildly and uncontrollably, like weeds on a wasteland.

They spread unchecked, eroding people's reason and moral bottom line.

However, this expansion of desire will ultimately only lead to a devastating wildfire.

When the flames of desire blaze fiercely, everything will turn to ashes and perish.

At this moment, He Dadong was already embracing a beautiful woman, holding a microphone and singing "Husband is the greatest, wife is second" together.

Chuanliu wanted to take a deep breath of fresh air, but all he could smell was the strong stench of smoke and alcohol, which was suffocating.

She stood up.

At that moment, the male model immediately stood up, his eyes filled with infatuation.

“Lord Kawami, where are you going? I’ll go with you,” he said solicitously.

"bathroom."

Chuanliu gave a brief response without further explanation, and walked out of the private room alone, leaving the male model standing there in a daze.

However, the environment outside the private room wasn't much better.

The deafening, upbeat music once again enveloped our ears, emanating from the round bar, as people swayed their heads wildly in the dance floor.

So the girl turned and walked towards the restroom.

She walked through the crowd toward the corridor leading to the restrooms.

In the corridor leading to the restroom, couples were everywhere, some unable to contain their passion and began kissing each other on the spot.

The "battle" inside the toilet was even more intense, like birds singing incessantly in springtime.

Sure enough, everyone's joys, sorrows, loves, hates, and desires are amplified here.

As Chuanliu turned the corner, intending to return the way he came, he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation. Before he could react, he was slammed against the wall by a powerful force.

The masculine scent instantly filled her nostrils, carrying a unique aroma of male hormones.

Her face was buried in the man's neck, feeling the warmth and firm texture of his skin. The atmosphere was tense yet tinged with a strange ambiguity.

What are you doing here?

The man spoke, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Chuanliu looked up and saw that the person standing in front of him was Zhuiming.

He had followed her without her noticing, and was now standing in front of her, his eyes sparkling.

He had barely uttered the words when he felt a chill in his abdomen.

Suddenly, a sharp dagger appeared in Chuanliu's hand, its tip pointed directly at Zhuiming's vitals.

Seeing this, Zhuiming gave an awkward smile, trying to ease the tension, "Isn't that a bit much, boss? It's been so long, and you're already trying to stab me in the back?"

Chuanliu did not answer, but stared intently at him, as if trying to discern his true intentions.

With lightning-fast reflexes, Zhui Ming suddenly grabbed her right wrist, which was holding the knife, and took control of the dagger.

However, the flow of the river did not give him a chance to catch his breath.

She suddenly raised her left leg and slammed her knee down on Zhui Ming. Zhui Ming reacted quickly and dodged the attack.

But the flow did not stop there. Suddenly, she released her right hand, and the dagger slid into her left.

Then, she struck Zhuiming hard in the stomach with the hilt of her knife. She then quickly spun the blade and placed it back on her body.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

Chuanliu tilted his head and looked at him, mimicking his tone, and said, "So? Do you like my gift?"

Zhuiming touched his stomach. The girl's attack hadn't caused him any real harm, but he still felt pain.

He looked up at the girl, his eyes full of helplessness. "It's a real shame you didn't come to our Spade City! Was it really necessary to be so ruthless? What did I do to you?"

"I've said before that I don't like getting too close to others."

Chuanliu paused, then asked in a low voice, "Is this your mission?"

The man feigned ignorance and said, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Chuanliu said dismissively, "Ha, are you trying to say you're here to experience being a duckling for a day?"

Zhui Ming dodged the question and said, "You know, missions are confidential."

Chuanliu leaned against the wall and said leisurely, "You need to keep it a secret, but I don't."

As she spoke, she made a gesture as if she were about to turn around and go back, as if she were about to expose them.

Zhuiming quickly grabbed her and pinned her against the wall again. "Once you call me boss, you're a boss for life. Don't be so heartless."

To everyone's surprise, the latter did not shy away from the man's approach at all, but instead moved closer on her own initiative.

She raised her head, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes. "It's Susan, isn't it?"

One sentence made Zhuiming take a half step back. "What?"

"Your target this time is Susan, right?" Chuanliu repeated patiently.

Zhuiming pursed his lips. "Why do you say that?"

Chuanliu looked at him with disdain, as if to say, "Isn't that obvious enough?"

Because it was Susan, Zhui Ming infiltrated the City of Hearts ahead of time.

Because it was Susan, he relentlessly investigated and role-played the type of man who would most attract her.

Because it is Susan, someone would go to the trouble of hiring the top-tier assassin, Chase, from Paradise Island.

Zhuiming didn't speak. He knew that the girl in front of him was very smart, and even if he explained, it wouldn't make any difference.

"Let me guess... Is the person who invited you 'Nine of Hearts' Jiulong? It must be something that was negotiated in the last couple of days, right?"

Chuanliu continued his analysis, tentatively stating...

Zhuiming put away his playful expression and said to her in a serious tone, "Sorry, this is a trade secret, I really can't tell you."

Protecting employer information is the rule of the game.

Chuanliu shrugged indifferently, "As long as it's not me, it's none of my business who you want to kill."

Zhuiming raised an eyebrow. "I thought you and Susan were on good terms."

"We're on pretty good terms," ​​Chuanliu said casually, glancing at him before continuing, "You're planning to make your move when they're not around, right? You want to go home with her?"

Zhui Ming: "..."

Chuanliu smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. What I mean is, I can help you."