“Overall.”

The other party looked at the painted ghost.

"I thought you would always hide behind you as the mastermind behind the scenes, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

The painted ghost sat on the sofa by imitating Wang Han's actions.

Playing with a lighter with one hand.

"We have to meet you."

"You killed my sister, right?"

The ghost of the painting spread his hands, "I really didn't kill the conscience of heaven and earth. There are also people present at that time now, so you can go and ask."

"I appreciate your courage when you can come."

"Thank you, I appreciate your courage, too."

The other party took another sip of coffee.

He raised his fingers and tapped his head.

"Actually, the Blood Alliance Society has had some transactions with us before!"

The painted ghost smiled, "So you arranged a sniper over there. Do you want to show me a scene where Kennedy is sitting in a convertible hood?"

It was obvious that the other party's expression had changed.

Yu Guang looked in one direction.

The painted ghost continued to ask.

"You have worked with the Blood Alliance before?"

The other party pursed his lips and refused to speak.

The ghost of the skin stopped playing with the lighter.

Pointed to the temple.

"The gun that was originally aimed at my head has now been aimed at you. There are only two choices left for you. Either answer my questions or die. As long as I give you the order, my subordinates will kill you!"

As soon as the ghost of the painting was finished speaking, Wang Han's scolding came from his headphones.

"Don't add a show to yourself! Who's the fuck you are your subordinate!"

A beautiful woman sitting next to the table with a painted ghost looking at the beautiful woman.

“Answer my question!”

Unexpectedly, I just got a sneer.

The ghost of the painting frowned.

Wang Han's voice suddenly came from the headphones.

"This woman is not Qiuya. If you hold her back, the real Qiuya should be nearby."

Wang Han twisted the neck of the sniper who was lying on the top floor to prepare to snipe Wang Han.

Checked the gun.

It is a semi-finished magic gun.

It can only be scrapped if it is fired.

Not as good as the semi-finished product in Zhu Dong’s hand.

But it is also powerful enough.

"Master, isn't that the person we are looking for?"

Ma Xingjian asked in confusion.

Wang Han threw the gun to Ma Xingjian.

"no."

"How did you see it?"

"Her light looked in one direction several times."

Wang Han looked in one direction.

It's a small hotel.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, and the curtains in the double room are still pulled. How many situations are there?

The hotel is very hygienic and expensive, so it is impossible for a couple to catch fire. You can see someone sitting there through the gap. The view from that angle is very good.

Let Zhu Dong be prepared and surround him at any time.

I'll go down."

Qiuya sits at the window.

The chairs that were sitting were covered with their own cushions.

Holding her legs crossed and touching the fashion magazine.

There was a monitor on the table next to it, and words between the painted ghost and the substitute came from it.

Wow!

Qiuya closed the magazine.

Through the gap, he looked at the cafe, then looked at the sniper point again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"It's interesting, I'm worth playing with me.

Please inform us and cancel the plan and make a long-term plan!"

Pack up the things.

Qiuya stood up.

A knock on the door suddenly came.

A sound came from outside the door.

"Hello, do you need to change your toiletries?"

"No."

Dangdangdang!

The knock on the door came again.

Qiuya walked towards the door, her back against the wall.

"No, thank you."

A sound came from outside the door.

Qiuya then let go of her vigilance and turned around to go to the window to get something.

Turn your head.
Chapter completed!