Looking at the goblin-like man in front of her, Jiumei Luolan instantly pulled out her long whip, snap! The long whip fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Narrowing her phoenix eyes, as soon as she got on the plane, someone quickly stared at her. It seemed that her intuition was right, it was these green eyes that said "You are following me!"

The questioning tone was merciless.

Yin Shuoyue shrugged and put his hands on his pants, looking as if nothing had happened.

"Tell me, why are you following me!" He held the whip tightly in his hand. Yin Shuoyue, this person is neither an enemy nor a friend, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

"You're doing well, you can tell when I'm following you." Yin Shuoyue said mischievously, her eyes moved to Jiumei Luolan's coral-colored whip. She looked at the whip. Then she raised her head and said, "Take a walk."

Taking a walk? Using words to coax a three-year-old child as a dignified leader? Tracking him from Japan to China, what is his purpose? This question really makes Jiumei Luolan unpredictable. "How much do you think your life is worth?"

"The voice was as cold as the bottom.

"My life? I'll give it to you...you dare to take it?" There was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You don't want to say that I don't make things difficult for others, but if you follow me again, do you think you dare?" Narrowing her phoenix eyes, Jiumei Luolan smiled, her smile was so cold, her smile could not help but chill people's hearts.

.Under that cold smile, there is an aura of devil.

She was wearing a peaked cap, and Yin Shuoyue couldn't see her face. She could only see her cold devilish smile under the cold moonlight.

Jiumei Luolan turned around and continued to prepare to walk forward. However, she found that the eyes behind her were still staring at her. "What is your purpose?" She asked more directly. She hated being monitored and followed.

"..." There was no answer.

Jiumei Luolan ignored it and took out a pair of thin white sandy gloves and put them on his hands slowly. Instead, he suddenly stood in front of the Qinglong Gang's main altar.

"Who are you?" The one who reacted quickly asked loudly when he saw Jiumei Luolan.

Jiumei Luolan put her index finger on her lips. "You are suitable for traveling quietly." After saying this, she took a preemptive strike, swung her long whip, and clicked. One person's neck was crooked, his pupils were dilated, and his body fell to the ground.

The other three people were stunned for a moment. The moment came so fast that they didn't even see clearly how the man died.

Jiumei Luolan didn't have that much time to spend with them. He quickly flashed in front of a person and slapped that person on the neck. His eyes squinted. He raised his hands from behind and hit her directly as he wanted to attack her from behind.

Enter my little brother.

One died, two fainted, and the last one was left. His feet were trembling.

"Come on~~~Er..." He wanted to call for help.

But it was too late. Jiumei Luolan's hand had cut his neck at some point. "Are you afraid of death?"

The man kept nodding his head, fearing that the terrifying woman in front of him would not see him nodding in the blink of an eye.

"Did Zhang Debiao bring people back to the Qinglong Gang? Where are the drug dealers from the Soul Eater Gang?" Jiumei Luolan's voice was very low, because she knew that not far away, those eyes had never left.

Nod, shake, nod, shake. Nod, shake.

"Speak quickly!" He pressed harder with his fingers, causing the veins on the man's neck to pop out.
Chapter completed!