Chapter 881 You won’t gamble with Xiaoran’s life

Leng Qing quickly shut her mouth.

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Leng Qing drove the car to the gate of the community and stopped. Luo Xiao closed his eyes and leaned on the seat. Leng Qing didn't say anything. After waiting for a long time, several cars drove over and surrounded their car in the center.

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Then, a royal blue Bugatti Veyron sped from the intersection and parked at the entrance of the community.

Leng Qing was startled, his hands were sweating from fear, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, "Master, this..."

Luo Xiao opened the car door and got out of the car without saying a word.

Leng Qing hurriedly followed, "Master!"

The door of the Bugatti Veyron was pushed open. Mo Nanjue was wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of leather boots on his slender legs. He had obviously come over just after getting off the plane. The man's handsome face was gloomy and he took long steps. Only then did Luo Xiao lift his head.

At first, he was grabbed by the collar, "Where is she?!"

Luo Xiao said nothing and raised his eyes to look at him.

Mo Nanjue grabbed his collar with one hand and pushed Luo Xiao against the door of the car with a few forceful blows. He hit his back several times and made a banging sound, "I asked you where she is?!"

Leng Qing clenched his fists, and a dozen men in black got out of their car and surrounded Leng Qing.

Luo Xiao still didn't move. Mo Nanjue bent down slightly, reached out and took out a dagger from his leather boots. The man quickly bit off the knife sheath with his white teeth, and pressed the sharp tip of the knife against Luo Xiao's neck, "Say!"

Luo Xiao then spoke, "She is at my place."

Mo Nanjue's arm crossed a little further and pierced the skin on his neck, and drops of bright red blood came out, "I want the specific place!"

"It's useless if you go," Luo Xiao didn't cry out in pain, his eyebrows were calm, "Let go of me, let's go up and talk."

Mo Nanjue's handsome eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this. He lowered his head, the tip of his nose almost touching him, "What, you want to threaten me?"

"Yes," Luo Xiao nodded and grasped this point accurately, "I'm sure you won't gamble with Xiao Ran's life. Just based on this, I can threaten you."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened the corners of his eyes, "Then can you?"

Luo Xiao did not answer. He stretched out his hand to push away the bloody dagger on his neck, and said with a firm voice, "Mo Nanjue, no matter if I can do it or not, I'm sure you can't."

There was a terrifying wave in Mo Nanjue's eyes, and his beautiful thin lips pursed tightly. In the end, the strength in his hand relaxed.

Luo Xiao was not surprised when he saw this. He was sure that Mo Nanjue would never do it. He stretched out his hand to push him away and straightened up, "Young Master Jue, if you come up and talk to me, I guarantee that Xiao Ran will be fine for the time being."

"Don't call me, I think it's dirty."

Mo Nanjue sneered, raised his hand, wiped the blood off the dagger on Luo Xiao, then threw it on the ground, turned around and entered the community.

Luo Xiao followed and walked in.

Mo Nanjue took the key with him. When he opened the door, what came to his face was the refreshing fragrance of Tong Ran. The man habitually put on his slippers after entering the door.

There is no one at home.

Mo Nanjue walked in and sat down on the sofa. The man raised one leg and glanced over, finding a pink notebook on the coffee table.

He reached out and picked it up.

It is a sky blue record book.

Each page above has a dish written on it. Not only is the photo of the finished dish posted, the content is also extremely detailed: the requirements and substitutions of side dishes, specific methods, the ratio of seasonings, heat and optimal cooking time, and even the name of the dish.

The origin and the accompanying soups that need to be paired with...
Chapter completed!