Suya: "......"

Sure enough, is it worried in vain?

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Su Ya had already shifted the object of her worries, "Mastermother, although Bloody Mary is at fault, she is the best killer in the organization, if there is something, it is better to wait for the master to come and then judge, right?" ”

Listen to this.

Qianli also calmed down a lot.

yes, how can you say that Mary is also from another organization?

Killing like this doesn't seem to be very good for the reputation of Emperor Night Pupil and Lisha.

Qianli moved away from stepping on Bloody Mary's foot, but with such a stir, the mood for shopping was gone.

She asked, "What about Hitomi?" ”

Su Ya no longer dared to underestimate the girl in front of her, "The big boss should still be in a meeting." ”

"How long will it take?"

"It's going to take a while, right?"

"Oh."

The two talked.

And Mary, who was lying on the ground, was completely ignored.

She looked up at Qianli who was standing condescendingly, stunned.

Because of the fight just now, Qianli's shirt was a little messy, and there were a little red marks on his chest.

Kiss marks?

Emperor Night Hitomi's?

Bloody Mary was so angry that anger and jealousy welled up in her heart, and she felt as if she had never been humiliated like this in her life, so she grabbed a piece of glass on the ground and stabbed it.

"Brush ——!"

Chiri dodged sideways.

Although her reaction was already fast, there was still a streak of blood on her arm.

Red blood flowed down and dripped to the ground.

Suddenly.

The crowd of onlookers in front of them screamed a few times.

The crowd parted from the middle, as if to make way for someone, and several who did not give way were directly picked up and thrown out by the black-clothed bodyguards.

All eyes are on it.

A tall figure in inky black stepped forward.

He had a delicate mask on his face, and he couldn't see the expression clearly, but his breath was oppressive.

"Dark Emperor!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Suddenly, everyone lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

People in the dark world always have a natural intuition, who is dangerous and who is not, they can distinguish it just by relying on their breath, not to mention that Emperor Yetong has not suppressed his murderous aura at all now.

Originally, he was still in a meeting with Feng Zimo, but he received a message from Su Ya-

That woman is missing?

Although he knew Qianli's skills very well, he was still a little worried, and immediately rushed over after receiving the news.

Who knows.

The first thing I saw was the picture of Qianli's arm bleeding?!

The lights of the arena are still changing.

Emperor Night Hitomi stepped forward, his breath cold and murderous, surging with murderous aura.

His golden eyes looked at Qianli coldly, as if he wanted to poke two holes in her body, but finally reached out and pulled at his clothes.

"Tearing ——!"

He quickly gave her wound a simple treatment.

See here.

The crowd of onlookers was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

But Qianli pursed her red lips and called-

"Hitomi ......"

Although the man's eyes are very fierce and fierce, the care inside is not fake, this dead pervert is too arrogant, how good would it be if he was honest?

Listening to her call her name, Emperor Yetong's eyes also softened a lot, "Well, I'm here." ”

As he spoke, his hand around her tightened.

Qianli felt his familiar aura of peace of mind and smiled inexplicably.

However.

Maybe he's looping it too tightly.

Qianli's arm hurt, "Oops, it hurts, ......"

Looking at her frowning brows, the aura of the Emperor's night pupil sank again, and the golden pupil was also dyed with a bit of anger.

"Do you know it hurts?"

"Of course ......"

“……”

Emperor Ye Tong let go of the hand that was holding Qianli, and directly changed it to a horizontal hug, but the action was cautious, for fear of touching her wound again.

The smell of blood in the arena is still spreading.

Everyone held their breath and automatically made way for the two of them.

A well-trained bodyguard followed behind the Emperor Night Hitomi like a black cloud.

Until his footsteps stopped and he turned around.

The golden eyes, as sharp as eagles, looked at the corpses in the arena before finally at Bloody Mary.

"Take it away."

His voice was unwarm, and there was suppressed anger in it, "The others have found out that there is no one left behind who is related to this matter." ”