"Is this someone from the terrorist group?" Dongfang Cheng took a look and saw that the man on the ground had committed suicide.
"Yeah." Gu Ting nodded, his eyes falling on Shen Qing's face. "When did you come here?"
Shen Qing adjusted her glasses, stood up, and walked towards the warehouse door. She said as she walked, "I haven't been here long."
Mo Wuxie had an expression as if he had seen a ghost. The scene here was in chaos, yet Chen Qing was able to climb up the tree without anyone noticing.
The three people lying at the door had lost the ability to move, their muscles were stiff, and they couldn't even speak. Apart from being able to move their eyes, they were not much different from vegetative people.
Before Gu Ting could speak, Dongfang Cheng lifted up their trouser legs and revealed tattoos on their ankles.
"What a piece of crap, it's so weird. This is the worst time Long has ever been bullied." Dongfang Cheng cursed.
"Get him away." Shen Qing glanced at Gu Ting. She knew that this was not a difficult task for him.
"Yeah." Gu Ting nodded and took the girl's hand. "The glasses look pretty good."
"I'll take you back later." Shen Qing said in a flat tone.
"Okay." Gu Ting smiled.
"I want it too."
"I also..." Mo Wuxie glanced at Gu Ting, "I want it too."
"Yeah." Shen Qing agreed. It was just a pair of glasses.
**
Inside the villa.
Mo Yan took the phone from the servant. Half an hour had passed, and there was still no news from the warehouse. She frowned immediately.
"Where is Chen Qing?" Mo Yan asked the maid.
"Huh? No, I didn't see it."
Mo Yan glanced around and didn't see anyone, so his face suddenly turned sour: "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?"
"I..." The servant stammered, unable to speak.
"It's useless. You can't even keep an eye on one person." Mo Yan glared at him, and when he saw Lan Yifan, he put away his temper and walked towards Lan Yifan.
There were several middle-aged men standing next to Lan Yifan, all of whom were wealthy and powerful people in the capital.
"Mr. Lan, then we have a deal." One of the men saw Mo Yan coming and quickly ended the topic.
"Okay, I will definitely visit you." Lan Yifan nodded and smiled.
"Young Master Lan." Mo Yan came over with a smile.
"Ms. Mo." Lan Yifan turned around and looked at her.
Mo Yan glanced around and smiled, "The servant said that Mo Wuxie was with you just now. I happened to be looking for him for something. Does Master Lan know where he went?"
Lan Yifan raised his eyebrows: "I don't know about that. I'm not familiar with him."
"Sorry to bother you." Mo Yan smiled and turned to go upstairs.
After turning the corner on the second floor, she glanced at the servants beside her and pointed out two of them: "Go to the warehouse and take a look."
"yes."
Lan Yifan was drinking a little wine downstairs when he received a message from Shen Qing on his phone.
【Grandma: I’m going back.】
Lan Yifan put down his phone, looked at the banquet which was already halfway through, and left with an excuse.
The neon lights outside the Chimei Bar were shining, and men and women were coming in and out, making it very lively. However, the private room on the third floor was very quiet.
"Miss Shen, milk." The burly Chu Er brought a cup of warm milk and placed it on the table in front of Shen Qing.
"Yeah." Shen Qing nodded lightly.
Chu Er smiled foolishly, then retreated in panic under Gu Ting's cold face and eyes.
"Little fairy, drink some milk?" Dongfang Cheng glanced at Shen Qing and thought of the girl's ruthless methods...
This milk doesn't match the fairy's temperament at all. She should be drinking strong liquor.
"He's so sarcastic, ignore him." Gu Ting glanced at Dongfang Cheng indifferently, his tone full of disgust.
"Master Xie, come in." The subordinates outside knocked on the door.
Mo Wuxie took a glance and said, "Bring him in."
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