C30 He met the masked guy again!

This ring …

Tang Wanyi was shocked. That night in Dubai, she had seen this ring. It was worn by the magician who tried to molest her, but how could it be here?

She looked up. In the moonlight, the man was dressed in silver, with a silver mask on his face and a glass of champagne in his hand. Except this time, he wasn't wearing a top hat, and his hair was black.

"You —" She stood up and pointed at him. The ring looked like her height, but she wasn't sure.

"We meet again …" The masked man smiled at her.

"It's really you — —" Tang Wanyang thought of the last time he had hugged her and tried to kiss her. She subconsciously took two steps back in alarm, looked at the clubhouse, and asked, "Are you here to perform magic?"

She tried to look as relaxed as possible while she searched for an escape route.

"Yes!" Seeing her retreat, the masked guy inconspicuously approached her and gave her a charming smile. "That's right, I'll perform magic. You want to see? This is carefully prepared for a charity party."

Charity party? What a coincidence, Luo Juntian was here too?! Who was this man? Why did I meet him twice in a row?!

But no matter who he was, she was still a dangerous person.

"It's getting late, I need to go!" Tang Wanyi decisively ended the conversation with him, then turned around and left.

"Wait a minute--" The masked man caught up and grabbed his arm.

"Hiss —" At the same place, Tang Wanyang's face paled as the wound split open twice. "Let go of me —"

"What happened? I only lightly tugged at you. You're not that weak, are you?" The masked man released his grip. He felt that there was something wrong with her since the pain was so severe. Could she be injured?

Tang Wanyi didn't say anything else and turned around to continue walking.

The masked man stopped her. "What's wrong?"

Tang Wanyi covered his wound and walked to one side, but he blocked her. She moved to the other side, and he moved to the other side. In short, he didn't want her to pass.

"What do you want, sir? I'm going home now, can you please let me go? " she said weakly.

"Unless you tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I didn't do anything. Even if there is, it's none of your business. Please get out of the way, or else I'll call the police!" Tang Wanyang's tone turned tough.

The masked guy looked at her for a while, but he didn't move aside. Still, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's none of your business — —" Tang Wanyi said coldly, stifling his anger. He quickly brushed past him, his arm carelessly brushing against his sleeve.

She quickly escaped from the scene.

The masked man frowned as he watched her back. His star-like eyes narrowed slightly.

His breathing quickened and his eyes were filled with pain. His fingers trembled as he touched the blood on his sleeves. In an instant, it was as if the blood had fallen from his fingertips.

Tang Wanyi ran far away in a single breath. When he realized that Tang Wulin wasn't chasing him, he stopped and stood by the roadside, waiting for the taxi.

She opened the door and sat inside. Behind her, a black sports car was silently approaching. The moment she sat inside, the person inside the sports car could clearly see her face. By the time she sat inside, the sports car was already long gone.

How did she come?

When he got home, Tang Wanyi quickly went upstairs. His shirt was already soaked. He pushed open the door and saw Luo Juntian sitting on the European sofa, looking at her.

"Where did he go?" He spoke slowly.