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Chapter 12: Cold Night

The police officers caught the sergeant who was petrified and fell to the ground. I don’t know what happened. Sorry...

Xia Wumo walked to the deserted outside of the pub and took a few deep breaths.md, this time she "missed" again, she had never failed like this before.

Suddenly, I got into the sports car, added more oil, and drove crazily at a speed of 200km/h.

"Hey, Momo, you're going to die, you're driving so fast!" Mu Xijing, a shrew, yelled. Unfortunately, before she could finish shouting, the car whizzed past, leaving behind a strong wind and the shadow of a lonely car.

"Forget it... let her vent, we have to be careful about those four people in the future." Jin Yiyi patted Mu Xijing on the shoulder, her tone was so serious.

Xia Wumo sprinted on the road at the speed of an arrow, very unwilling to do so. With her ability, she didn't hurt him at all and was completely unscathed. What is his origin?

Now she is very unhappy, and the first thing she thinks of is drinking.

Just in time, she drove her car right next to a pub with a dedicated parking garage. The building was nice, elegant and noble.

After parking the car, Xia Wumo coldly walked into the pub called "Lengye". It was not very noisy inside, the environment was elegant, and there were not many people who would make a fuss. Xia Wumo was very satisfied with the environment of the entire bar.

He walked directly towards the bar.

"Bring out the strongest wine." Xia Wumo's voice was without any warmth as she took out stacks of cash from her wallet.

"This... miss, the strongest wine, you..." The bartender looked at Xia Wumo blankly. With a woman and such a strong drink, he was not afraid of getting drunk and being pulled back by a lustful man.

Home, that, that, that, that, it’s too dangerous...

"Bring out the strongest wine," Xia Wumo repeated it again, but this time her voice was colder.

The bartender reluctantly took out the strongest drink in their pub, "Dark Night".

It is tasteless when entering the mouth, but there is a little bit of bitterness, but the bitterness is a little sweet. Xia Wumo thinks it is delicious and the taste is very pure. "What is this wine called?..."

"Dark Night... Our boss made this by himself. He usually makes it at night, so this kind of wine is only sold at night, and few people know about it."

Dark night, cold night, cold night, they are all nights. How could she always think of that damn bastard? Next, Xia Wumo drank the dark night like boiled water, one cup after another, and the bartender was stunned.
Chapter completed!
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