"That's what Miss Liu said."

Si Ting's shallow lips curved, and his facial features were noble and lazy: "It's like I'm a bad person, but in fact I'm just a passerby, and I'm still a passerby who wants to help Miss Liu."

Without asking any more questions, Liu Zhenying knew that he would not get any answers from Si Ting.

She raised her feet and prepared to leave, but Si Ting blocked her way again and raised her eyebrows: "Miss Liu is avoiding me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Liu Zhenying's dark apricot eyes flashing with restraint and murderous intent several times, and then the next second, a wooden block appeared from nowhere and hit his head directly.

Amid Zhang Netyi's subconscious exclamation behind her, Liu Zhenying looked coldly at the blood flowing from Si Ting's head, which was scarlet and coquettish. She held the altar wood with one hand, without blinking, and each word fell from her red lips.

The words he spat out were clear and calm, and he chuckled: "If you don't leave if I tell you to, who do you think you are and how dare you stop me from finding Xiao Jue."

As she said that, she kicked him to the ground because she felt he was in the way, then raised her legs and walked over him.

Zhang Netyi looked at that familiar figure in disbelief. In the past, he had a charming and ignorant aura. For some reason, at this moment, he looked like a demon lurking in the middle of the night. His whole body exuded the ultimate terror.

.

Until Liu Zhenying called her in an impatient voice: "NetEase, come here and drive."

Only then did Zhang Netyi react and responded quickly: "Okay, boss."

But when she looked at Si Ting who had fallen to the ground and was unconscious, she was afraid that something might happen, so she secretly called an ambulance for her help.

The car was silent all the way to the place designated by Liu Zhenying, which was also the place where Qu Xiaojue had already reported to her for tonight's gathering.

As soon as he entered the door, a waiter came to greet him and bowed respectfully: "Hello, Miss Liu."

"Where is Qu Xiaojue?"

"Sir?"

The waiter was slightly startled, not knowing what Liu Zhenying was here for, but the menacing look still made him respond honestly: "The Lord is having a party with friends in the box, do you want to come over now?"

The clock in the lobby showed exactly eight fifty.

There are only ten minutes left before the bloody disaster she mentioned.

Her brows furrowed, and her eyes knew deeply: "Lead the way."

"Can……"

"I said lead the way, don't you understand?"

The waiter did not dare to refute, thinking that she had heard some news and came here to catch an adulterer, so he secretly hinted to his colleagues to quickly report the news, while he tried to delay the time.

But who would have thought that as soon as he brought the person into the elevator, Liu Zhenying started to pinch his fingers and make gestures in thin air. With his face turning pale again, he said: "Go to ten

building."

The waiter subconsciously explained: "Miss Liu, Sir Sir, they are all on the 18th floor..."

The next second, Liu Zhenying's eyes were dark and expressionless as he glanced over, hiding an indescribable sternness, as he repeated: "Go to the tenth floor."

"OK."

In the waiter's impression, there were no special reservations on the tenth floor, but when the elevator door slowly opened, he saw seven or eight men in black suits who looked like bodyguards patrolling the corridor.

Hearing the noise, everyone stared over. The leader immediately shouted and drove them away: "This floor has been taken over by my boss. Leave quickly."

Just as the waiter was about to bow and apologize, Liu Zhenying had already walked out of the elevator.

From the waiter's point of view, she just raised her eyes, and her pale and bloodless face suddenly became terrifying and abnormal, and her extremely calm voice echoed word by word in the corridor: "I just have a question, is Qu Xiaojue?
Chapter completed!