Chapter 20

The two men were dressed in suits, a gentle appearance, but the light of the eye was inexplicably chilly.

"You, what are you doing?" The chief gangster shivered.

But the only answer to him was the sound of his fist across the air.

Gong Lingye's driver and special assistant are both practitioners. After a few breaths, they put down the two and trampled on the third person who wanted to escape.

"Leave a living mouth, ask who did it, and then clean up everything." Gong Ling night's cold and cruel male voice sounded in the night.

"Yes." Pei Jun responded, quickly tied up the several people with the driver, and then made a phone call: "a Mian, bring some people here, Emperor Shao wants to clear the scene!"

At the moment, the people of Song Yi had completely exhausted their strength.

She is now a very weak body, a long-term lack of exercise, she felt almost prosthetic with a little effort.

She knew she had to stand up, but no matter how her brain dictated, she still couldn't move her body.

Abdominal pain in the body rampant stir, but there is a strange and terrible heat flow in the blood.

The man who fell in the pool of blood beside her was taken away. The man howled. The man who took him seemed to think that he was too noisy, so he split his hand, and the man immediately did not even hum.

Then, the Song Yi people saw that they had a pair of exquisite and shiny shoes in front of them.

She followed the shoes to see the tall and straight figure, but the light was too dim, he turned against the light, she could not see his expression clearly.

The next second, Song Yi people only feel light, was held up!

Pei Jun saw that the big boss, who always had a habit of cleanliness, took the initiative to hold a woman. However, he immediately opened the back seat door of the car for them.

Two people get on the car, Gong Ling night's eyes in the Song Yi people grip on the dagger blood, eyes more than a bit of interest light.

He has just clearly seen that she dare to kill people, the bottom of his eyes does not belong to her age determination and cold.

At that moment, his eyes glowed and his blood was boiling. He only felt that since the girl died three years ago, his heart, which had not been moved for a long time, finally had signs of recovery.

Gong Lingye took a towel from the shelf and took away the dagger in Song Yi's hand, so as not to hurt herself, and carefully wiped her bloody hand with a towel.

"To the hotel." He told the driver.

The driver immediately started the car, and Pei Jun stayed in place, waiting for the arrival of a Mian and others.

After a while, several people appeared in the dark lane, nodded at Pei Jun, and threw those bundled people directly onto a truck.

Then, someone on the car carried a special detergent and bucket down to clean all the blood stains on the ground.

They were very familiar with their work, and they were obviously middle-aged and experienced. However, in ten minutes, there was no trace in the alley. Even in the air, there was no smell of blood.

But at the moment, Song Yi people sit in the car of Gong Ling night, understand to be saved, she turned her head and said to the man beside her in a low voice: "thank you."

As he approached her, his eyes were dim and obscure, his warm breath fell on her ears, and his low magnetic voice was tempting like abstinence: "calculate, how many times have I saved you? Well, what are you going to do with me

Song Yi people only feel that the cochlea is hot and her consciousness is chaotic. The heat flow in her blood almost burns her.

She is particularly uncomfortable to the palace Ling night body close, it seems that he has what is attractive to her, can ease the body that the bone itching.

Because palace Ling night's lip is too close to her, she so move, his lip swept her side face, stopped in her lip corner.

The ambiguous air exploded in the car, and the Song Yi people couldn't help crying out.

As soon as his pupils were dark, he saw that she seemed to be too hot, and almost instinctively raised her hand and tore off some of the broken clothes.

Gong Ling night quickly reached out and pressed a position. All of a sudden, the interior baffle fell down, covering all the scenery of the rear seats.

He narrowed his eyes and wanted to ask Song Yi if he knew what he was doing. The woman next to him buried her face in his chest. Then, as if she couldn't support her body, her face continued to slide down, bringing a layer of electric current.

In the end, it was on his lap.

Moreover, her face is not coincidentally buried in his most sensitive position!

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