Whatever Nangong Tou wants, whether it is people or things, he will definitely get. But he never directly threatens, let alone directly forces, because he has too many ways to get the prey he likes to take the bait.
Master Tang looked at Master Tou, who was in perfect attire and with a magnanimous expression, and hung up the phone while looking through Miss Yan's cell phone.
It seemed that because he saw that there was almost no sign of a man in the mobile phone records, either the office phone number or the emergency mission number of the team, the corners of his lips curved with satisfaction.
The corner of Tang Sa's mouth twitched——
Xiaotou, after doing something shameless, please don't look so satisfied and so gloomy, okay?
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Although Miss Yan was confused as to why this non-human young man answered the phone and knew it was her without even asking, she still grabbed her suitcase and took the last bus to the luxurious hotel to get her very important mobile phone card.
The house leaked and it rained all night.
While waiting for the bus, it started pouring rain.
By the time she arrived at the hotel, she was already drenched and almost completely soaked.
She left the box in the lobby. The manager came over and asked if it was Yan Xiaoyu. After that, he took her to the top floor.
Without saying her name or number, the manager took her directly to the presidential suite that occupied half of the floor, knocked on the door politely, and then left.
Xiaoyu was still hesitating, but the door he knocked on opened automatically.
She was slightly shocked by this advanced gadget for a few seconds, and then walked in with hesitant steps. Then she was shocked by the luxury of this suite.
This bird's-eye view of the entire D city, this gorgeous water-patterned floor-to-ceiling window, and this bathtub that is enough for her to swim three times and is comparable to a small swimming pool...
Luxury, corruption, the depravity of the rich!
"come over."
A low death call brought back Miss Yan's drifting soul.
She turned around and saw Master Toru sitting on the spacious sofa in casual clothes and cotton slippers. His eye-catching black eyes did not turn to look at her, but just stared at the screen to give instructions.
His attire at this time lost some of its usual coldness, his eyes and movements were elegant and lazy, he didn't feel focused, but his momentum was dissipated.
There are many types of monsters, and this one is the type that can cause the discharge index to break the meter invisibly.
"Hello, Mr. Nangong." Comrade Yan is always polite at all times, "I want to get my mobile phone card back. There are very important things and photos in it. Can you... give it back to me?"