"The nightclub security guards I hired knew all about it, but they didn't tell me." Yan Mubei smiled, showing a breathtaking beauty, and then his face changed: "Then what's the use of keeping you here?"
The man has always been mysterious and taciturn. He rarely goes to nightclubs and spends more time on his legitimate business.
There are many rumors about him in the underworld, but there are very few people who have truly seen his horror.
It's not that he has become kind and friendly, but that he is low-key and cruel.
Those who see it are usually not alive.
One moment it was a forgiving smile, the next moment it was the coldness of hell.
The transformation back and forth was so fast that no one present could react.
Deng Liang was the first to react. Without saying anything, he picked up the man on the ground and threw him towards the group of people behind.
Then he made a gesture, and the other bodyguards took out black guns from their waists and mechanically locked the silencer.
"No, no..."
"Young Master Yan, I know I was wrong, please give me a chance..."
With the dull gunfire, the group of people fell down one by one, and the remaining people did not dare to run.
His feet were so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground. The one who had been shot in the head also fell down.
Blood flowed from their corpses, turning the ground red.
The bodyguard took back his gun, then stepped forward with a tacit understanding and put the corpses into sacks.
It seems like they do this all the time, it's just a normal thing.
Deng Liang turned to look at Yan Mubei and stood respectfully, waiting for his next instruction.
Yan Mubei stood up, his narrow and beautiful eyes were half-squinted, his head was slightly raised, his lips were as red as the blood he had just sucked. Against the backdrop of his fair skin, he looked evil and dazzling.
He put his hands in his pockets, turned around, his waist was long and straight, and he walked forward leisurely: "Go back to the city."
"Yes." Deng Liang responded, turned around and told the other bodyguards to deal with it more cleanly, and then hurriedly caught up with Yan Mubei.
Didn’t you say taking a night flight to go abroad?
Why did you suddenly change your mind?
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"What? Brother Mu Bei is not at home?"
Chai Jiao was sitting in the lobby of the villa, looking at the maid in front of him with a stunned expression.
She frowned and drifted upstairs in disbelief.
Since that incident three years ago, Yan Mubei banned her from coming to the Yan family villa again.
After finally getting in this time, she desperately wanted to stay put. It would be best if she could go into his bedroom again and have a look.
The black and white design and furnishings of his room are so cool and handsome, which makes people excited both physically and mentally.
The maid was hired later and didn't know what happened before. Seeing that he was a guest, she responded politely: "The young master went abroad and will not come back in seven days."
"Seven days? So long?" Chai Jiao frowned and muttered, "Brother Mu Bei, it's true, he doesn't tell others when he goes abroad."
But as soon as I thought about it, I became happy.
Ha, isn’t this just an opportunity?
She could sneak into his room again. The bed she and he lay on three years ago should still be there.
Thinking of this, she unexpectedly recalled Lin Qianqian's foolish appearance at that time.
She just arrived a few minutes earlier, took off the clothes of drunken Yan Mubei and herself, and lay down together.
That bitch Lin Qianqian believed it and slapped herself hard.
But it was that slap that made Yan Mubei see clearly who she was.