Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Seven or eight men came towards her eagerly. As they walked, they opened the cap of the bottle in their hands and drank it down.

They were all fierce and ferocious, without even saying a word of unnecessary nonsense, they punched the ground directly, and a crack half a person's height suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.

Bai Nuannuan: Smile.

Very good, this is a pillow for you when you doze off.

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The waiter personally carried the tray to the VIP box, and the indicator light on the black headset flashed quickly.

Immediately, a hesitant voice came: "Foreman, those black rats have been dealt with."

The waiter couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and walked around the corner holding the tray steadily: "Who handled it without permission?"

The person on the other end choked even more on his words.

"It's Miss Chu..."

The waiter knocked silently on the compartment door.

After getting the permission, the waiter successfully entered the box.

But he didn't even dare to raise his head the whole time, for fear of making his host unhappy.

"I'm not talking about you, you just fell in love at a young age, and that's why you were so fascinated by Chu Jinuan."

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't move his legs, he couldn't stop his chatter.

The young man sitting opposite him frowned and said nothing, but the gun he was playing with was easily crushed by him like a piece of paper.

In the face of powerful force values, the man in the wheelchair is always nagging.

"As a woman, with a background like yours, what's missing? The most important thing in the world is eating and drinking. Come on, come on, stop being so coy."

As if he was annoyed by the nagging, the young man threw out the gun paper in his hand with a cold face, and inserted it straight into the solid table wood beside him with a "squeak" sound.

The man clicked his tongue in surprise, without the slightest hint of annoyance: "Do you care about that woman that much?"

"I heard that there are many men trapped in her western base."

The more these things were brought up, the more Lou Qi's expression became colder: "Are you running out of words?"

The waiter slowly put down the tray in his hand, unable to help but feel suspicious.

Is it possible that the owners of these four bases seem to have no contact with each other, but in fact it is all an illusion?

The porcelain bowl was put down with a soft sound, and the waiter said: "Are the two distinguished guests talking about Miss Chu?"

Lou Qi raised his eyes seemingly casually.

Those amber pupils, with light eyes, were like a heavy boulder that instantly pressed on people's hearts.

The waiter corrected his attitude again and became more respectful.

"The security guard who was sleeping all night just now sent word that there were some black rats in the back alley. They walked exactly the way Miss Chu left just now."

Almost instantly, the young man sitting peacefully in front of him disappeared.

On the contrary, it was the man in the wheelchair who praised him repeatedly with surprise.

He clapped his hands and asked the person pushing the wheelchair for him: "I have never seen him look so anxious before."

The latter did not dare to refute and kept echoing.

After sighing for a few times, the man turned his eyes.

The man smiled, as if he was thinking seriously.

Suddenly, a look of realization appeared on his face: "Tell your boss that Huang Qi is visiting."

The waiter responded quickly.

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Lou Qi's whole body was filled with murderous rage, which was getting stronger and stronger.

But after seeing clearly the scattered people lying on the ground, he felt a little confused.

This scene seemed familiar, as if it wasn't the first time it happened.