The Yanmen is a top assassination agent organization with a large number of elite agents who are very capable. They are very efficient and keep confidentiality. As the leader of the sect, Li Hao is able to dominate, in Las Vegas and even Russia.
Li Hao has his own group of elite killers and top agents, but with such an identity and bloodthirsty, that woman actually dared to run away from him, drank the red wine in her hand, and smashed the glass against the floor-to-ceiling window in front of her.
, the collision between the glasses made a harsh sound. The glass fell to the ground without being broken. It rolled twice and emitted a dazzling light under the light. The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and then laughed.
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Slender fingers covered his face, and his laughter was more and more chilling. A man walked out from behind the curtain and stood in front of Li Hao, "Master, the person has been delivered."
Li Hao nodded, turned around and looked at the man and woman who opened the door and came in. He raised his eyes and turned his head casually, "Jones, Danni?"
A man and a woman came in and knelt in front of Li Hao. Jones put his right hand on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and politely answered Li Hao's question, "Yes, master. Jones and Danni are here to support the master."
"Isn't he still coming back?" Li Hao lowered his eyes, and there was a flash of complexity in his eyes. Is it just because he didn't want to see him? Jones lowered his head lower and said nothing. Danni also said nothing and lowered her voice.
Hold your own head.
Cheng Feng winked at the two of them, and the two stood up and stood aside, waiting for Li Hao's instructions. If their master asked them to help, they must do the essential work, even if Li Hao and their master's allocation methods are different.
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"Chengfeng, what did Mo Yan say?"
Sitting on the sofa again, Li Hao's slender left leg was folded over his right leg. A cold breath circulated in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. When he mentioned his old enemy for many years, he didn't feel much hatred or much hatred in his heart.
It feels like, after fighting for so many years, Li Hao himself knows that if Mo Yan doesn't let go, it will be almost impossible to bring Xia Qi back to the United States. After all, Italy is not within his control.
Italy belongs to the mafia godfather Mo Yan, that devilish man.
Cheng Feng took a step forward and lowered his head, "Master, Mo Yan said that he will bring your pet to the appointment on time in three days."
Li Hao's eyes instantly cooled down, pet? Who? Xia Qi? She deserves it too?
"You guys go down first."
Looking at Jones and Danni, Li Hao said calmly. The two nodded and exited the room. Cheng Feng also left. The door closed and Li Hao plucked his hair irritably. He leaned on the sofa and sneered, "Li Shang, what do you want?"
How many years have you been hiding from me?
``````````````````````````Xia Qi returned to the room and placed herself on the big bed, burying her head deeply in the pillow. If she could, she really wanted to
I have suffocated myself to death like this, I have died a hundred times, but I am unwilling to accept it, very unwilling to accept it. Why should I die? Who will shed a tear for her after she dies, smiling sadly in my heart.
If she hadn't been rescued by Li Hao, if she hadn't received training, if she had drowned in the sea, but if there were no ifs, she would have owed her life to others, and she didn't know what she was capable of and couldn't control her own feelings.
What was going on, and she rubbed her hair that was not smooth. She got up and went into the bathroom. She turned on the cold water and soaked herself all over. She slapped her cheeks hard twice and squeezed.
Smiling a smile uglier than crying.
Facial muscles always strike at critical moments.
After walking out of the bathroom, the man was already sitting leisurely on the sofa in her room. After a while, he had already changed his clothes, a black sweater with a V-neck opening, a pair of beige casual trousers, and the V-neck opening reached under the chest.
, revealing her strong chest muscles, her bronzed skin exuding a touch of sexiness, her charming purple eyes sparkling with brilliance, one hand on the back of the sofa, and the other on her knees, making no movement at all.
There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth that Xia Qi wanted to slap away. Before meeting Mo Yan, Xia Qi had never thought that a man could become such a monster.
I can't help but want to praise.
"How did you get in?" Really not wanting to embarrass herself, Xia Qi turned her head and stopped looking at the charming and charming iceberg man. He was obviously cold and cold, but suddenly he started to smile.
It's so scary to watch.
"You didn't lock the door." His slender fingers pointed at Xia Qi's door. He looked at Xia Qi up and down with ice-like eyes. Xia Qi looked at him in hindsight because he was wearing white clothes.
It is almost transparent and sticks to the body, wrapping the beautiful outline very clearly. Anyway, she has no feelings for her, so it doesn't matter if she looks at it.
Seeing Xia Qi's indifferent expression, Mo Yan sneered, "It's really worthless."
Xia Chen was angry, took a big step forward, stood in front of Mo Yan, and puffed out her impressive chest, "Who do you think is not looking forward to it?"
"Do you still have to ask?"
"You."
She really felt that there was something wrong with her brain. She had been raped by someone's eyes. She even discussed her figure with others impassionedly. She had a cramp. Looking at Xia Qi's annoyed look, Mo Yan looked at her calmly.
"I think it's better for you to change your clothes. Don't use your skinny figure to attract people to sin. I really wish I had told you before. I don't care about you."
Even if you have a little interest, no matter how you seduce her, it will be of no use."
"Mr. Mo, do you have to be so sinister?"
"Otherwise, should I say you have a good figure?" Mo Yan threw a rhetorical question to Xia Qi.
Xia Qi turned around and rushed into the dressing room angrily. Damn that man. He pretended to be sultry to her at first, but now he talks so much, every word is despicable and every word is immoral.
Since arriving here, Mo Yan's subordinates have bought clothes for her. Looking at the expensive clothes in the wardrobe, Xia Qi casually took one piece and was about to take off her clothes and put it on. Unexpectedly, her lazy voice came out.
There was a sound at the door, "Ms. Xia, didn't anyone tell you to close the dressing room door when changing clothes? Or are you really too confident in your figure, so confident that even men won't react when they see your figure?
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"Mo Yan, go to hell."
He reached out and threw the clothes in his hand at Mo Yan. Mo Yan took it effortlessly in his hand, holding the clothes with two fingers and clicking his tongue twice.
"Do you have enough time for three days, Xia Qi? I just want to remind you that if you can't settle it after three days, go back to Las Vegas."
The guy who was smiling evilly just now suddenly came to the North Pole. Xia Qi shook her head and looked at Mo Yan firmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I also want to put an end to this." The changes in those eyes.
, Mo Yan squinted his eyes to see clearly, and raised the corners of his mouth teasingly.