Chapter 1635: A Real Fight

Miao Ling'er glanced at him, and said angrily, "Come on, you old fox can't look at anything casually, do you suddenly feel that the night villa has become a lonely city, and it is very different from Qi Mingye's self-believing style?" ”

"You feel it too?"

"Please, I knew him earlier than you, what's more, DQ how stinky that person is, you don't know, everything involves medical aspects, I really haven't seen anyone who can frustrate his sharpness, but look here......"

Miao Ling'er's white fingers casually pointed to a few obscure places, and then raised her eyes to look at Ou Jersey.

"I can't see anything in those places, but with my experience of being hunted down for so many years, there must be a lot of people hiding there, and all of them are good hands! Do you say that Qi Mingye is not confident that he will win, or is he planning to catch turtles in an urn no matter whether he wins or loses? ”

"Also, why did he suddenly call me and not let Gong Shaoming appear, what was he thinking, can you guess?"

Miao Ling'er is very arrogant, it doesn't mean that she lacks roots and tendons.

On the contrary, because of the habit of traveling through the jungle for many years, she is very sensitive to the dangers around her.

The Night Villa is now fully armed, and there is no need to even argue about this!

"It doesn't matter what Qi Mingye wants to do, what matters is what Lan Jue wants to do."

Ou Jersey's eyes flashed, "I just received the news that the Lan family seems to have had a lot of commotion because of the defeat of the formal industry, but Lan Jue didn't mean to come forward to deal with it, but instead sent a special assistant around him to deal with it, guess what he was thinking?" ”

“……”

Miao Ling'er paused.

He looked up and glanced at Ou Jersey, and at the same time said, "He wants to win or lose in the true sense of the word with Qi Mingye!" ”

"Even you think so, it seems that it is really eight or nine and ten!" Miao Ling'er sighed.

Both fell silent.

Qi Mingye and Lan Jue, DQ and Silversmith......

I don't know if it's a coincidence of fate or a trick, the two of them have become unavoidable opponents no matter what aspect.

The funny thing is that no matter what aspect it is, Lan Jue lost to Qi Mingye.

O'Jersey asked himself, if it were him, he would also like to have a chance to prove his ability......

"Hey, why are you so serious!"

The corners of Miao Ling'er's mouth hooked up a smile, and her beautiful amber eyes shone brightly.

"If Lan Jue's choice is medicine, then he loses! I've never seen anyone beat DQ in this regard......"

"That's what worries me the most!" O'Jersey interrupted her.

Ou Jersey walked around to Miao Ling'er, blocked her way, and lowered his eyes to look at her, "Even you know this truth, the ranking of silver art has always been below DQ, how could Lan Jue himself not understand, why did he know that he would lose, but still took a risky gamble, what was he thinking?" ”

“……”

Miao Ling'er blinked her eyes wide, narrowing her eyes, "Lan Jue knew that he would lose and gamble, maybe it was just because he was unwilling to ......"

"Are you stupid enough to send it to the door because you are unwilling, knowing that you will die on this trip?"

"......" Miao Ling'er.

"Qi Mingye must have expected something, so he suddenly notified me to bring you over, all we can do now is to take one step at a time."

Ou Jersey's eyes suddenly became very dark, and he turned around and pulled Miao Ling'er in the direction of the laboratory.