When he looked at Su Xian again, he looked calm.

Rong Mei was driving a Porsche. She got on the car first. She thought that Su Xian would come to the co driver and sit down, but she watched Su Xian open the door and sit down.

"Don't you come to the front?" Let me be surprised.

Why did you run back.

Su Xian's voice was a little tired, and he said, "I didn't have a good rest today. I'll have a rest in the back."

"If you listen to me, you will have a rest."

Su Xian:

He didn't speak, as if by default.

The car started and drove on the road. The atmosphere between the two people was quiet. To tell you the truth, Rong Mei was very tired after a busy day, otherwise he would be teased.

What's more, what's more, what a dangerous thing happened just now, which really makes people feel bad.

At this time, however.

But Su Xian took the initiative to speak Do you have a grudge against anyone now

As soon as he said this, the air was quiet for a moment.

Then Rong Mo looked at him from the mirror and laughed playfully, "why, are you afraid? There are too many people who don't like me. Maybe it's some black fan's prank. "

Almost made a human life, she understated the narrative, it seems that he did not want to take too much heart.

I wish she knew it.

But she also knows, what fans are so extreme?

To kill his family or dig his ancestral grave.

This is obviously an attempted murder.

Su Xian doesn't speak any more. Rong Mo takes a peek at him in the rearview mirror and finds that he looks dim and obscure, which makes people unable to see what emotion he has.

But overall: not good.

It's not good.

She could feel the chill.

Su Xian sat in the back, the blood has been rapidly solidified, no longer bleeding.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to let Rong Mi see it.

But because, his body recovery is different from ordinary people, she found it difficult to explain.

Thirty minutes later.

Rongmo soon arrived at the destination - Twilight VIP Hall.

It's evening. There aren't many people.

You can count them all.

Su Xian still walked behind her and told her which way to go.

In fact, in the middle of the traffic jam on the road, Rong Mei made a special phone call and asked Yaobei, saying that she would open a video for her to identify the suspect.

Yaobei agreed.

Rong Mei thinks that he is identifying the suspect in the guild hall, but he doesn't want the elevator in the guild hall.

They went to more than twenty floors.

When he was in the elevator, Rong Mei approached him for a few minutes. Suddenly, his little nose sniffed and asked, "what's the smell?"

How did she smell A little bit of blood?

Thinking of this, she immediately wanted to check on him, but Su Xian held her arm, "where else? Look at the bruise on your wrist. I'll be there later. I'll get you some gauze

This allows me to see his own abrasions, slightly pick eyebrows.

She could smell the smell of blood with that scratch?

When the elevator arrived, it was dark in the corridor. He went out first. Rong Mei looked at his black coat for a moment. It seemed that he didn't find any suspicious injury.

Su Xian took her into a presidential suite.

As soon as I went in, I was shocked by the scene inside.

It's not that I haven't seen this kind of scene, but it makes Su Xian feel strange.

I saw Dongye and a man she had never seen sitting on the sofa in the living room. There were four or five men kneeling in front of the tea table in front of them.

One by one look embarrassed, black and blue face!

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