This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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Ling Tian shrugged his lips and a little bit of strangeness crossed his mind, because every dish ordered by Night Xuan was biased towards his taste...

This meal, Nie Xiaojiu's food is very depressing because he feels the temperature on this table is getting colder and colder. Finally, there is a smell of gunpowder in the air...

At this moment, Night Xuan suddenly raised his head and suddenly saw a man coming in at the door, in a suit of leather, looking slightly like Sven!

Night Yisheng? How could he be here?

I saw a man dressed as a bodyguard, walked up to Sung at night, made a gesture of invitation to him, and led him up the stairs around the corner, which seemed to be the bakery!

Before going upstairs, Nighting-Sheng also sorted out her own look, and didn't seem to want to make a bad impression with the people she was about to meet!

Night Xuan's eyes shrugged, feeling that Night Zisheng was so unusual, he got up and said to Ling Tian a few times: “I'm going to the bathroom! ”

“Oh!”

Besides Nie Xiaojiu, the other two didn't even lift their eyes!

Coming to the bathroom door, Night Xuan saw no one noticed this side, so he went straight up to the second floor...

Just coming up the stairs, Night Xuan morning saw Night Zisheng enter a bakery, Night Xuan morning walked over quickly, but the door of the bakery was closed, he didn't see anything!

Night Xuan stood at the door for a moment frowning, just as he closed the door in the bag room, he heard a voice, very familiar, very much like Brother Long's!

Nightingale and Brother Long?

Interesting!

The corner of Night Xuan's lips pulled up a smile, his hands plugged pockets against the wall, then his ears against the wall...

The material of this wall is very sound insulating, ordinary people can't even hear the sound inside even with hearing aids, however... Night Xuan Morning is not ordinary people!

This bag room is huge, besides the oversized table in the middle filled with dishes, there is a set of sofas by the window, and Lung is sitting on the sofa right now!

After Sung came in at night, his eyes swept around the bag room. In addition to a few bodyguards, there was only Long brother on the couch. He stepped up to sit on the couch and frowned: “Brother Long! Where's Mr. James? ”

Brother Long pushed the already fine glass of wine into front of Zisheng at night and smiled: “Night club! Don't be so anxious. As Mr. James, why don't we wait a little longer? ”

At night, Sung raised the glass and shook it gently in her hand, while resting her back on the sofa. "It's nature! ”

A sip of wine gently sighed, and Sung smiled at Lung, “Lung, since Mr. James is not here yet, why don't we talk about us first? ”

What do you want to talk about? ”Brother Long's eyes flashed a little light, in fact, he already guessed what Song Sheng was trying to say!

Indeed, Nightson Sheng said: "The last time I gave you such a big project, and what you promised me didn't seem to be finished! That little bastard is still alive! ”

Brother Long said: "Night club, can't you blame me for this? Who knew he could survive a car crash like that? ”

“Well, it's none of your fault. If it weren't for that little piece of shit, I'm afraid our plan would have been disrupted!” Nighting-Sheng's face was very ugly. If it hadn't been for Nightingale's memory loss, what he had done would have been known by the Nightingale couple!

And then the next thing you know, the gravity is nothing, and the gravity is nothing, and then you face jail time!