The Liao Yuanyuan in front of me with distinctive facial features and scantily clad clothes is completely different from the Liao Yuanyuan who only has his head reading a book!
It made her feel more dangerous than before, made her uneasy, and reminded her of the danger that night.
It made her feel inexplicably familiar...a familiar murderous aura.
Who is this Liao Yuanyuan?
Liao Yuanyuan suddenly smiled, and his features suddenly brightened: "You really know my temptation that night... Why, haven't you remembered everything yet?"
This smile was inexplicably sarcastic.
Qian Xiaojue was shocked, how could she...
"What do you know?" Qian Xiaojue took another step forward and saw Liao Yuanyuan slowly touching something from his waist. Qian Xiaojue's heart suddenly jumped. This feeling... chilled the familiar feeling on his back.
The feeling is so strong!
But what exactly it is... what it is... she still doesn't know.
At this moment, Qiu He's voice came from behind: "Xiao Jue, where are you? Xiao Jue?"
Liao Yuanyuan moved and jumped onto the three-meter-high wall with a sudden leap.
"Don't leave..." Qian Xiaojue stepped forward, but she had no choice but to stand under the wall and stare at Liao Yuanyuan. There was nothing she could do. She could climb trees, but she couldn't climb walls!
I feel anxious, as if something is about to break through, but I don't know.
What is it? What is it?
Squatting on the wall, Liao Yuanyuan turned around and looked at Qian Xiaojue, who was twitching his brows and glaring at him under the wall, but there was nothing he could do about it and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect that this day would happen to you too. Qian Xiaojue, I'll wait until you regain your memory.
Yes, I will definitely kill you!"
Qian Xiaojue stepped back violently and killed her!?
That familiar murderous aura was not an illusion, she really wanted to kill her!
But why does she feel familiar?
"Do you really want to know who you are?" Liao Yuanyuan gave Qian Xiaojue another smile. When a hint of confusion appeared in Qian Xiaojue's eyes, Liao Yuanyuan jumped up and disappeared on the wall.
Qian Xiaojue's head felt a sharp pain, as if a needle was pricking him, and it was so severe that it almost tore his scalp and skull apart.
When Qiu He came to find him, Qian Xiaojue was squatting on the ground shivering with his head in his hands. Qiu He was so frightened that his face turned pale. He immediately ran forward and hugged Qian Xiaojue and asked nervously: "What's wrong with you? Xiaojue,
Don't be scared, scare me..."
Qian Xiaojue could only lie helplessly in Qiu He's arms, unable to say a word.
Her forehead was already covered with dense sweat, her lips were pale and trembling, and her head hurt as if it was going to explode.
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In the dark box, the man arrived belatedly.
The man was dressed in black, and his slender figure was like a shadow.
The man sat down on the sofa, and the attendants behind him poured in slowly, and in a moment the whole room was filled.
And the man's face, which was full of shadows, finally gradually appeared in the light. He was like a Satan-like man, with the face of an angel, but as cruel, bloodthirsty and dark as a demon.
"BOSS!" Boss Luo came forward and stood respectfully in front of the man.
"Have you seen her?" the man said in a low voice, but what he said was pure German.
Boss Luo knew that he had never liked Chinese. Although he understood it, he never said a word in front of others.
"Yes. It's very strange. Her English name turned into Cat." Boss Luo straightened the bridge of his nose, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Just now, she had obviously put some medicine in her wine, but he didn't expect that she could still look calm and calm as before, which made him doubt whether he really had amnesia.