His every move exudes upper-class dignity. He is wearing much simpler clothes than before, a blue coat, white bottom coat, and black hair hanging down on both sides of his shoulders.

A dragon hairpin was inserted into his hair.

In excitement, Feng Baobei patted the table by the window: "Yes, it's him, it's him..."

As he spoke, he pointed at the man opposite.

The man sitting by the window stared coldly at the woman in front of him.

Baby Feng didn't realize that there were already several pairs of eyes staring at her with hatred.

She immediately turned around, abandoned Mo Yang and ran downstairs quickly.

Seeing that she was nervous, Mo Yang shook his head helplessly and chased after her.

The men sitting by the window looked at the two departing figures with gloomy eyes and said, "That girl, if she hadn't come to sabotage our action last time, we wouldn't have lost like this.

It’s miserable.”

Sitting on the left, the woman in black clothes beside her held a cup of tea in her hand, lowered her head and drank a few sips, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Look at that girl who is so stupid and has no demon power at all."

, can it still become a big trouble? Go up and solve it."

The woman who spoke was Xi Yan, the top leader of the killer group.

She wore a red gemstone ring on the middle finger of her left hand. Every time she moved, the ring shone brightly.

The light shone even further on the window opposite.

Long Yi slowly turned around and looked at the beautiful woman opposite.

She tied her hair up, and her face looked even more beautiful and cool under the black clothes.

But it made Long Yi very upset.

He knew that there were countless killers posted both on the opposite side and where he was now. As long as he made a move, those killers would immediately rush in front of him and take his life no matter what the cost.

The woman in red sitting opposite Long Yi smiled coldly: "Brother, why don't you do it?"

She is Long Yi's half-sister. Her mother died early, and her father gave her her mother's surname of Nangong and her name of Xing'er.

Long Yi loved this sister very much, and Nangong Xing's mother died because of him.

When she was still in her infancy, Long Yi was already fifteen years old, and it was he who raised this little sister single-handedly.

Nangong Xing held his chest with his hands, leaned back on the chair, and looked at Xi Yan lazily.

Long Yi said calmly: "We don't need to take action, just watch."

He had already felt that scorching gaze, and the little girl actually came to this place.

"Dong dong dong dong dong!" The sound of fast running footsteps immediately came from the wooden staircase.

After a while, a woman in purple clothes appeared at the stairs.

She held a few bunches of candied haws in her hand and glanced around, finally settling on Long Yi.

She walked quickly towards Long Yi, walked around in front of him, bent down, lowered her head, and looked at Long Yi.

Although her eyes are brighter than those of a thief, she is afraid of admitting the wrong person.

His white face, high nose, and cherry red lips exuded the aura of an evil spirit.

Yes, this is his.

"You..." She pointed at him and exclaimed: "You didn't even call me if you had something to eat."

After saying that, she moved a chair and sat down without the owner's permission.

Nangong Xinger looked at her with strange eyes.

He slowly pointed to Feng Baobao and asked: "She..."
Chapter completed!