As night came, a convoy left Okun Manor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two bodyguard cars in front and rear, the extended luxury car in the center, did not drive into Aitlan City, but circled the suburbs of Aitlan City and drove in another direction.

Qin Ran, who was sitting in the extended luxury car, looked at An Ran, who was hanging red nail polish with a file on the opposite side. Rutteridge. Okun, on the other hand, was refining his plan in his mind: to use the guests of tonight's dinner as 'witnesses' to bring the statue of Sister Red to the Aitland City Library.

"It's so annoying, if it goes on like this, my nails will be completely ruined!"

Quiet. Rutteridge. Okun grumbled.

Qin Ran remained silent.

When he came back at noon, the other party was enthusiastically applying nail polish, and it was impossible for the other party to forget the dinner party in the evening, but he still did it, which only showed that everything was caused by the other party.

Therefore, for such words, Qin Ran would not be able to make a stubble at all.

Of course, because of tonight's plan.

Although it was only a short time together, Qin Ran really knew An Ran too well. Rutteridge. Okun too.

And everything was just as Qin Ran expected.

While Qin Ran remained silent, An. Rutteridge. The lady Ou Ken pulled her right foot in stockings out of the plain flat leather shoes she had just changed, and then stretched out her long legs, and pointed her toes towards Qin Ran's knees.

Although the elongated luxury car has a space that ordinary vehicles cannot match, it serves as an an. Rutteridge. As Oken stretched out his legs, the space kept getting smaller.

In such a space, it was difficult for Qin Ran to make dodging movements.

Except for jumping out of the car.

It's just that, as the other party's temporary bodyguard, Qin Ran will never leave the other party's side.

And he is absolutely impossible to let Ann go. Rutteridge. Okun tapped the toe on his knee as if he were on his knee.

Not only because of the plan, but also because of the awkward feeling, and...... A hint of disgust.

So—

The muzzle of the black hole is aimed at Ann. Rutteridge. Ouken, the lady who was charming in her complaining at the last moment, changed color at this moment.

Quiet. Rutteridge. After Ou Ken felt the temperature in the car drop rapidly, he concluded that Qin Ran was serious.

"I didn't give you a weapon to point your gun at me!"

Quiet. Rutteridge. Okun emphasized.

"I know."

Qin Ran nodded and put the gun away.

Looking at Qin Ran's appearance of becoming silent again after putting away the gun, An. Rutteridge. Okun raised an eyebrow, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, nothing was said.

To put it simply, Ann. Rutteridge. Ou Ken was a little frightened by Qin Ran.

Could it be that I recall something bad?

For the rest of the way, Ann. Rutteridge. Okun was thinking about it.

Regarding Qin Ran's whereabouts, he is as smart as An. Rutteridge. A woman like Ou Ken naturally would not send someone to follow and monitor.

She knew very well what a martial artist stronger than Meyer could have.

Tracking such a person, the bodyguards under her are simply not enough to see.

And once discovered, the intimate cooperation between the two sides will undoubtedly produce a huge rift.

Quiet. Rutteridge. Okun didn't want that.

She is now at the most critical moment, and there is no room for error.

However, such as sending a driver to take Qin Ran to the place he wanted to go.

Then, from this, I deduced and guessed what Qin Ran was doing. Rutteridge. Okun definitely enjoys it.

For example, her secretary dutifully told her what Qin Ran had done before.

Regarding the fact that Qin Ran is an 'amnesiac patient', An. Rutteridge. Okun didn't believe it at first, but as time went on, Ann. Rutteridge. Okun was already skeptical.

Because, no one will be as devoid of common sense as Qin Ran.

Although Qin Ran learned quite quickly, An. Rutteridge. Ou Ken could easily judge that it was learned, not disguised.

Such a person, in the eyes of others, is an 'amnesia'!

But, Ann. Rutteridge. Okun is different.

The acquired skepticism makes Ann. Rutteridge. Ouken will never trust anyone or anything 100%.

Even if it's the truth.

However, this does not prevent Ann. Rutteridge. Okun continued to play some small games of speculation, and made all kinds of assumptions and guesses.

Squinting at Ann. Rutteridge. Ou Ken's expression, Qin Ran knew that his actions had successfully provoked the other party's suspicion.

Next, it depends on the 'cooperation' of those people.

Qin Ran is full of confidence in this 'cooperation'.

……

On the outskirts of Aitlan City, there is more than just one Oken Manor.

There are several other estates as well.

Naturally, Okun Manor is the largest and most extravagant of them all.

In Simed. When Okun lived, Okun Manor was truly the first estate in Aitlan City.

Available with Simide. Okun died, and the name seemed to be empty in an instant.

In a golden hall, three men who blew in the city of Aitlan and the whole city would tremble sat around the table.

The three men looked at each other, but none of them spoke first.

The silence made the pressure in the hall oppressive.

Eventually, the emaciated middle-aged man of the three spoke first.

"That woman is coming, what are you going to do?"

"You don't really want to give up the city of Aitlan to her, do you?"

"Dreaming!"

A fat man with a white face and beard on the left of the middle-aged man with a thin face snorted coldly.

"In Simed. When Oken was alive, we were all in half, and now she's a widow who wants it all? I wouldn't mind letting her go to Simide. Okun! ”

The fat man continued.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I can take her in for a while before looking for her again, if it weren't for Simide. Okun's words, she has long since become my most precious plaything. ”

Sitting across from the fat man was a man with a mustache.

Compared with the fat man, and even the middle-aged man with a thin face, this man is not very old, he retains the appearance of youth and prime, and his appearance is very good, he can be called handsome, especially with a slightly scholarly temperament, which is even more eye-catching.

It's just that what the other party said made people frown.

But neither of the two people present did so, and they both smiled meaningfully.

Obviously, they all think that way.

"The number one beauty in Aitlan City, when I think of such a title, Lao Tzu can't help but feel hot."

The fat man with a white face and beard said very rudely.

"Oh, do you need me to cool you down?"

"Meyer!"

The man with the mustache, who looked like a scholar, whispered a name.

Suddenly, the face of the fat man on the opposite side changed.

"Witton, are you finding fault?"

"Do you want me to sweep your yard clean?"

The fat man asked, full of threats.

"Sibberke, you can try."

The man named Witton asked with a smile.

But the aura on his body has long since changed from a scholar to an eerie one, just like an executioner.

"Oh, then we ......"

"Enough!"

The middle-aged man with a thin face whispered, he raised his head and looked at the two collaborators, and his heart was ruthless.

If it weren't for the fact that the two collaborators had been dragging their feet, how could he have been beaten by Simide. Okun pressed over one head, and now Simide. Okun is dead, and his chance to come out is here.

How could they tolerate the two of them continuing to make trouble?

The low cheers just fell.

A squad of gunners rushed in.

Sibock and Witton immediately stood up from their chairs.

"What do you want to do, Urterd?"

The two of them asked with ugly faces.

"Aren't you just worried about Meyer?"

"Let me introduce you to one man: Charlie of Marken. Kefu - After Seken, the strongest wrestler and martial artist in Marken. ”

As if he hadn't seen the ugly faces of the two at all, Urted said in a loud voice.

With such a sound.

A fat, non-human-like guy walked in from the outside shirtless.

Knock, knock, knock.

Every step was a tremor of the ground, and when the guy walked up to Sibke and Witton, the two immediately became insignificant in front of each other's tall, muscular figures.

"Don't talk to me about the Secon!"

"He's just a coward who ran away after winning me once!"

"Now I am 10,000 times stronger than him!"

Charlie, who looks like a mountain of meat. Kev yelled.

"Of course, Mr. Keve."

"Do you need anything else?"

"Food?"

"Alcohol?"

"Women?"

"As long as you bring it up, I will fulfill everything for you!"

Unlike the two allies who treated him, facing Roshan in front of him, Urted looked so pleasant, even with a hint of flattery.

Although from the bottom of his heart, Uert took the other party for a fool.

But on the surface, it is not visible at all.

"I want food, wine, and women!"

Charlie. Kefu shouted loudly.

"Okay."

Ulted immediately waved his hand and asked people to go and make arrangements.

But at this time, one of the gunners who had been guarding the door quickly ran in.

"Boss, that woman is here!"

Hearing this information, the people in the hall were in high spirits.

Sibberke and Witton are no exception.

Charlie. Kefu was even louder.

"Is the target coming?"

"Let me get rid of him, and then, you pay me!"

Saying, Charlie. Kev was about to go outside.

"Mr. Kefu, don't worry, we have time, you can rest for a while, we ......"

What else did the emaciated middle-aged man want to say.

But suddenly found Charlie beside him. Kev was trembling.

Layers of meat in Charlie. Under the shaking of Kefu, it looks like meat. The waves generally rise and fall back and forth, and fine beads of sweat overflow the skin and follow the flesh. Wave. ups and downs and splashes everywhere.

A lot of it simply dripped on Ultud's body and face.

But middle-aged people don't care about these at all!

Because, he found that in the face of several martial artists, Charlie could easily take down his opponent. There was fear on Kefu's face, and he was staring at the young man behind the woman.

It seems to feel Charlie. Kefu's gaze.

The young man turned his head to look.

There was no more emotion in the bright eyes, only a faint, cold killing intent.

As if feeling this killing intent, Charlie. After Kefu was shaken all over his body, he retreated again and again.

Knock, knock, knock!

Bang!

After retreating four or five steps in a row, he finally ......

Charlie. Kev sat down on the ground.