Seeing their boss losing ground, the people of the Red Wolf Mercenary Group lost their patience. Several of them stepped forward and took advantage of every opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
While they were moving, Mo Qiudong and others were not idle either.
A new round of fighting broke out fiercely in this abandoned warehouse.
"Bang--"
Knocked to the ground, Red Wolf spat out a mouthful of blood and felt a little dizzy.
He looked at the black figure in front of him, shook his head, trying to regain consciousness, but his vision went dark and he fainted.
"Boss."
When the people from the Red Wolf Mercenary Group saw him faint, they shouted in panic.
Someone also saw that something was wrong and quickly helped Red Wolf up, saying, "Retreat."
The group was leaderless and unable to defeat the enemy. The word "retreat" really hit the nail on the head.
A group of younger brothers quickly got up from the ground and then slipped away as if the wind was moving.
The fleeing figure was afraid that if he delayed for even a second, he would be unable to escape.
As soon as the Red Wolf Mercenaries withdrew, the warehouse suddenly became quiet.
"Put it on. It's cold at night."
Accompanied by a cold and low male voice, a black windbreaker was thrown towards Qianji.
Although it was not cold during the day, the night wind was strong and the dew was heavy. Qianji, who always pursued elegance, felt a little cold.
She subconsciously took the windbreaker and looked at the masked person in front of her, her heartbeat couldn't help but pause.
"Thank you." Qianji put on her windbreaker with a charming smile and said thank you.
It seemed as if my body was warm, and my heart was also a little warm.
This man is truly a gentleman!
"Who are you?" Mo Qiudong questioned, his usually nonchalant face now looked a little serious.
But there was no answer. Instead, the man slowly took off the leather gloves on his hands.
Suddenly, a pair of slender white hands were exposed under the light, and then they gracefully removed the mask from their face.
What kind of face is that?
The features on her beautiful face were as delicate as a painting. She just stood there, her figure slender and straight, stained by the faint light, cold and pure, as graceful as a startled swan.
"Mo Qiudong, who do you say I am?" The voice was still cold, crisp and ethereal, but it was no longer the low and pleasant male voice from before.
Looking at her, everyone was shocked.
"Boss!" Nice was the first to react, looking at Song Nanwu and screaming in surprise.
I never expected that it would be her! It was totally unexpected.
Mo Qiudong also came back to his senses, suppressed his surprise, looked at Song Nanwu and laughed a little unnaturally, "Haha, long time no see, boss."
Bajiao frowned, looked at her and said coldly: "You deliberately led us here, you plotted against us!"
Hearing this, Song Nanwu looked at Ba Tiao and curled her lips coldly, "What? You are allowed to plot against me, but I am not allowed to plot against you."
Her plan almost caused them to capsize in the ditch.
"When did you realize it?" Yun Xiao pushed his glasses and asked Song Nanwu.
Glancing at Mo Qiudong, Song Nanwu looked at Yun Xiao and said coldly, "Before coming to Country R."
These words stunned everyone for a moment, but in fact, they could understand it if they thought about it carefully.
After all, they have never met each other before. How can people be convinced if he wants to be the boss just by saying one sentence?
Mo Qiudong and the others wanted to test her strength, but Song Nanwu was also testing them.
"Heh." Mo Qiudong chuckled at Song Nanwu, glanced at Nice and the others, and said, "Are you convinced now?"
"I give in." Ba Tiao said, and sincerely called out to Song Nanwu, "Boss."
How could they not accept it? They thought they were in control of the rhythm of the game in Country R, but they never expected that they lost the initiative from the very beginning and became the passive party, being manipulated.
"Boss."
Qianji, Yunxiao and Datou looked at Song Nanwu and called out.
"From now on, my code name in Golden Rose will be Buddhist." Song Nanwu glanced at them and said coldly, "I will only accept this scheme once."
Mo Qiudong looked at her and smiled, "Of course."
"The boss is a hacker?" Yun Xiao looked at Song Nanwu and suddenly asked.
"No, I just know a little bit." Song Nanwu's voice was a little faint, and then she took out a candy from her pocket and ate it.
Yun Xiao: “…”
You know a little bit but you still manage to fool them?
"Oh, why isn't the boss a real man?" Qianji came close to Song Nanwu, blinking her eyes pitifully, and said with some regret.
She was a little excited just now, but her enthusiasm was immediately dashed.
Song Nanwu looked at Qianji with some confusion, "Why should I be a man?"
The male voice just now was just a vocal technique. She had never thought of revealing this identity. After all, sometimes it is much more convenient to be in the dark than in the light.
"No, I was just saying it casually." Qianji looked at Song Nanwu's puzzled expression and sighed softly. Does this count as being irresponsible for flirting with someone?
And this game finally ended with Song Nanwu's victory.
Song Nanwu suddenly remembered something. The captain said that he had finished his work ahead of time and would come to Country R tonight, with a flight at 10:50.
Song Nanwu quickly took out her cell phone and checked the time.
After all this trouble, it’s already half past eleven.
She had turned the phone to silent mode before, and there were several missed calls on her phone, as well as a WeChat message from Si Jin.
[(Smile) (Smile) Buddhist sister, I've been in the cold wind at the airport for forty minutes, and you haven't come to pick me up yet! If I catch a cold, you're responsible.]
Frowning slightly, Song Nanwu turned and walked out of the warehouse, "Mo Qiudong, take me to the airport."
He said this in a cold voice while sending a WeChat message to Si Jin, "Something delayed me, I'll be right there."
At the same time, Si Jin, who was standing in the cold wind at the airport waiting for someone, looked at the WeChat message sent by Song Nanwu and sneered, "Heh."
Next to him stood a handsome man, dragging a suitcase. He looked at Si Jin and said, "The wind is a bit cold this evening. No one has come yet. Why don't we go to the hotel first? Why wait here?"
He's so persistent! Who is picking him up? He won't leave until someone comes to pick him up.
After putting away his phone, Si Jin glanced indifferently at Long Xun beside him. He seemed to be in a bad mood, and even his words became a little harsh. "I told you to leave first. Standing here and watching is just getting in the way."
Long Xun: “…”
Damn it! Do you dare to touch your conscience and speak properly? If he hadn't been unable to bear seeing you waiting alone in the cold wind, he would have already returned to the hotel and taken a nice hot bath at this time.
"Who is coming to pick you up? You're so late, and you're not even angry!" Long Xun looked at Si Jin and couldn't help feeling curious.
I am the person who hates others being late the most. Is this really the case that the sun rises from the west?
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