The middle-aged man waved his hand and motioned for the bodyguard to go down. He straightened the tie on his chest and thought he had struck a handsome pose. He smiled at the woman and said, "I wonder if I can have dinner with you, pretty lady?"
What he didn't know was that those small eyes were squeezed together at this moment, but they were still politely pretending to be a gentleman, which looked as funny as they looked.
The woman looked at the bodyguards in black, with a hint of panic in her eyes, as cute and lovable as a frightened little white rabbit.
Looking at her appearance, the middle-aged man felt a fire rising in his heart. He wished he could take her out and enjoy her right now. She was absolutely too attractive.
But he held back. He turned his head and looked at several bodyguards in black and said in a deep voice: "Wait for me outside."
"But..." One of the bodyguards in black looked at the woman with a wary look on his face. He was about to say something when he suddenly heard an angry rebuke.
"But what is it, haven't you seen that beauties are all frightened by your appearance? They are all long and abstract. I didn't call you, so don't bother me." The middle-aged man yelled in displeasure, turned around and continued.
He smiled at the woman and said, "Let's go in and talk."
If there were others around at this time, they would definitely laugh when they heard what the middle-aged man said. They looked abstract, but little did they know that he himself looked even more abstract.
The woman nodded like a well-behaved little white rabbit, turned around and walked towards the room. The middle-aged man quickly followed in, keeping several bodyguards in black away.
The middle-aged man came into the room, looked at the woman sitting on the chair, and smiled: "Were you scared just now?" He walked towards her and wanted to touch her cheek with his big hand.
Even though he was smiling, and no matter how hard he tried to hide it, the malicious look in his eyes was still so obvious.
"Only now will we know who was scared." The woman stood up and looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said.
The aura on his body completely changed at this moment. His cold eyes, indifferent aura, murderous aura flowing around him, and a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth were nowhere to be seen as the charming and charming side of the little white rabbit just now.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man took a few steps back, took out a gun from his waist, pointed it at the woman, and said coldly.
The powerful and intimidating cold aura exuding from her body was not something ordinary people could have. Even he felt cold and had a trace of unknown fear.
The woman in black smiled coldly: "Emperor Sha."
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank for a while and he looked at her in disbelief.
Disha, the legendary number one killer, comes and goes without a trace, her whereabouts are erratic, and her methods of doing things are decisive and ruthless. She has a close friendship with the second killer Rakshasa, and only Rakshasa can get close to her.
She is the evil spirit, like the evil star, and the god of death.
She never takes action easily, but no matter how difficult the task is, she can complete it perfectly without failure.
"Who wants my life?" The middle-aged man looked at Di Sha and said in a deep voice. He really wanted to know who could ask Di Sha to kill him.
"There is no need for a dead person to know." Di Sha's voice was filled with indifference and arrogance, as if the danger in front of him was not worth mentioning at all.
"What an arrogant woman." The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
The arrogant words of the woman in black in front of him really annoyed him.
He pointed the gun in his hand at the woman in black, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and the bullet quickly went towards the woman in black.