C182 (1/2)

Seeing the scene in front of her, Warmth was stunned.

They took her away just like that, and she 'snuck' in just like that?! Not questioning her identity?! Or ask her some questions?!

Watching M's tall back walk out of the bar like a gust of wind, Warmth couldn't help but be alert in his heart. Could it be that he had discovered something? *

She couldn't rule out this possibility because she couldn't lower her guard. After all, this man in front of her was known to be a ruthless character.

At the age of 16, 3H was created, 3H at the age of 17 became popular, and 3H at the age of 19 became the leader in the world of assassins.

He founded the Dark Night at the age of 20, making it the fourth largest gang in the city in three months.

Twenty-five years old, he walked from Ihao to the Black Empire and took the position of mafia boss.

This period of time was only 10 years.

And this man in front of him was only twenty-eight years old. He was already a cold Shura who scared the world with his black and white colors at such a young age. He was a judge down there!

Warmth was carried by his bodyguard and walked very quickly. She looked at the man's back and unexpectedly felt that he was very useful!

If she really could...

Thinking of this, Warmth immediately shook his head, rejecting the terrifying idea that had suddenly popped into his head. That man was her enemy, a stumbling block to the development of the cold wind. With him, there would be no cold wind, and with the cold wind, she had to eradicate him.

After fiercely emphasizing it in his heart and clarifying his purpose for coming here, only then did Warmth take a deep breath, and his big round eyes were devoid of emotion. *

Out of the bar, she was shoved straight into the car. When she sat on it, she found that there was an M sitting beside her!

Warmth frowned and looked at him warily. Her round eyes, because she had concealed her identity, were filled with innocence.

Innocent, pure, and innocent women were the ones who would want to be like him, a man who did all sorts of things. She knew a righteous man very well in her heart.

M glanced at him blandly, without much expression on his face. He just took out a cigar and lit it and smoked it without taking a breath, ignoring the warmth.

Smelling the suffocating smell of tobacco, although she had been accustomed to this smell for the past three years, she still couldn't help but cough in this airtight environment.

Hearing the warm cough, M's eyes fell on her again. Seeing that her white face was flushed red, he put out his cigarette and finally said lightly, ”What's your name?”

The sudden question frightened Warmth. However, she had already thought of the answer to this question long ago.

Warmth bit her lips and looked timidly at M with a hint of fear. Her petite body stuck closely to the car door. After a while, she finally replied like a mosquito, ”Su Xiao Qin!”