Jay watched Wan Qi walk all the way, and finally disappeared into the tent, then turned off the lights in the tent.

At half past nine, the second hand is pointing to an integer, unbiased.

Jay's dark face showed a hint of doubt. He took a few steps back, sat under a tree not far from the tent, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Big Young Master, the Young Master met someone in the crew."

"A young man who can influence him."

“And…it’s very similar to you.”

Xiao Yongan, who was far away in the imperial capital, sat on a chair, outside the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him was the most prosperous night in the entire imperial capital, dazzling and psychedelic.

He held a cup of warm water in his hand and stopped slightly when he unscrewed the bottle.

"Oh? Is it?"

Xiao Yongan was about to continue asking, but a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

At the same time, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows that occupied the entire floor suddenly cracked without warning. The crack continued from east to west, like a living thing swimming continuously. Finally, with a click, the whole crack was cracked. However, the strange thing was that the glass did not fall down, but floated quietly in the air, floating up and down.

The night wind kept pouring in from outside and blew all the books in the office rushing. The sudden drop in the room caused him to cough.

Xiao Yongan showed a helpless expression: "Master Shuo, does your appearance must be so special?"

As his voice fell, a tall figure outside the window gradually became clear.

The man was dressed in black and half-long black hair was flying in the night wind, revealing a pair of sword eyebrows that were flying upwards. His face was extremely profound, and the darkness was like a sculpture with a perfect texture. Xiao Yongan was stunned when he touched the man's eyes. The eyes that were longer than Danfeng were pitch black. The entire floor was brightly lit and reflected in his pupils, but he could not stir up any brightness.

Dark, indifferent.

Xiao Yongan sighed slightly. After not seeing him for many years, Master Shuo felt more and more dangerous. He used to be a person in the same circle, but now he is afraid he is really not a person.

The man crossed his arms in front of his chest, hung in the air, his body passed through the floating glass gap, and his dark thin lips lifted: "Trouble."

Xiao Yongan Mo, what Master Shuo meant was that he felt it was troublesome to go upstairs? He glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window. Indeed, this method was not troublesome, but this method was scary.

Mr. Shuo has been in a special army for a long time, so he has lost his normal human values?

Xiao Yongan put down the water that had been blown away in his hand, with a humble expression.

"Mr. Shuo has something to come to me? But can you restore the window first? I'm not in good health recently."

Unlike Xiao Yongan's Lingling Pearl and Jade, it is elegant and charming. This man's voice looks like the thickest spirit of wine, low and hoarse, but not rough, but unexpectedly sexy and nice.

The man had no expression on his face: "I'll leave later."

"..." Well, Xiao Yongan smiled bitterly.

At this time, the man above his head spoke the third sentence, his tone was not high but very clear: "What transaction did the Xiao family and the Golden Triangle make?"

It was not an inquiry or a question. It seemed that it was just a casual statement. However, Xiao Yongan knew that if his answer could not satisfy the man, his fate would not be very good today.

After all, the Yuan family is rich in madmen, and this generation is the only seedling, and the Shuo Master in front of him... is even more a pervert among madmen.

To be precise, it should be a psychopath.

He glanced at him from a high place, and the feeling of oppression that came to his face tightly surrounded Xiao Yongan, who was distracted for a while. His thin body was trembling uncontrollably, but the gentle smile on his face was as always, and the elegant demeanor of the young master of a noble family remained unchanged at all.

It seems that I have to answer honestly.

"Xiao family..."

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Jay frowned and worried as he held the phone call that had been hung up in his hand.

How could Master Shuo suddenly find the eldest son, that lunatic... haven't he been performing missions all the time? How could he return to the imperial capital? The people in the circle have finally been stable for ten years, but who has provoked that lunatic back?!

Jay touched his right ear, which was slightly bulging, with a scar like an earthworm. His ears had been healed for only a few years, but he didn't want them to be cut off again.
Chapter completed!