At this time, there was a sound of footsteps passing by outside.

It's Shangguan Yagu's bodyguards, patrolling security.

Ming Wan'er casually greeted and hung up the phone.

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Rome, Italy.

Hell is lazily sunk in a leather chair, and the clothes on his body are known at a glance to be made by famous artists, purely handmade.

The long legs are folded on the table, and the leather shoes reflect the dazzling light.

A quarter of his Italian ancestry makes his silhouette deeper than that of ordinary Orientals, with a handsome and extraordinary face, a high nose bridge, brown eyes, a fusion of East and West, and a mysterious, sharp and obscure atmosphere.

Like his people, it gives people a strong sense of darkness.

Behind him, there is a large area of floor-to-ceiling windows.

The glass curtain is brightly lit, and the rich artistic atmosphere of Rome becomes his background.

In his hand, he shook the satellite phone.

The clear champagne reflects the qiē in the room.

The bodyguards lined up respectfully, all dressed in black clothes and black pants.

The butler stood behind Hades, staring intently.

"Didi ......"

The computer beep breaks the silence of the room.

"It should be the young lady who passed the information." The housekeeper puts on white gloves, collects the mail, and prints it out.

Seeing the photos on the data, the housekeeper was stunned.

"Young Master, this Feng Luoluo ......"

"Questions?"

The housekeeper was silent and handed over the information directly.

The cold eyes swept lazily.

expression, suddenly stunned.

The satellite phone in his hand was not held steady, and it fell on the table.

"Isn't it mistaken?" Hellworld glanced at the information again, and frowned deeply.

"Nope." The housekeeper confirmed again and again, "This is the information that the young lady has transmitted." ”

"Is that my mistake?"

"The young master is not mistaken."

"So it's really her?" Hell stared at the information, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see the true thoughts in his heart at this moment.

Although the housekeeper was surprised, his face was expressionless, "Yes, Feng Luoluo is the eldest lady of the Agni Group, Shangguan Zhixing." ”

"Feng Luoluo? Shangguan Zhixing? Hellworld laughed, creepy feeling, "Things are getting more and more fun......

"Young Master really wants to go?"

"Go! Why not go? Such a fun thing, how can it be without me? Hell smiled rather than smile, his thin lips hooked calculatedly.

"Yes, my subordinates will arrange it immediately."

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Morning.

Feng Luoluo woke up with a sore body again, his bones falling apart.

There was not a single piece of clothing on his body, and there was a tingling pain in his legs.

Behind him, a warm chest burned like lava.

Feng Luoluo frowned, he didn't have to look back, he knew that it was Shangguan Yagu's!

What a ghost!

actually took advantage of the middle of the night to run to take advantage of her.

Thinking of Shangguan Yagu's various bad deeds, Feng Luoluo hated it so much.

What made Feng Luoluo the most angry was not Shangguan Yagu's sneak attack in the middle of the night.

Instead, she actually lost her body and fainted!

In the end, he didn't even know how he was carried to Shangguan Yagu's tent......

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Luoluo couldn't forgive himself!

broke Shangguan Yagu's hand and moved his body to get out of bed.