Pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger, and take your enemy home.

Qian Si soon received the news from prison.

Yanli ran away.

Qian Si felt calm in her heart, so she just ran away. She didn't expect to be able to imprison him for long anyway. She had planted Wuqiang poison in his body, and he would always come back obediently.

No, it seems she didn't poison him?

Qian Si held her forehead. Damn it, when she got into a mood that day, she actually forgot about the main thing.

Fortunately, Jimo Heng is still in her hands.

I hope this Yanli will not harm her good deeds.

……

Country x, Gaolijuansi City.

Xiyuan Entertainment Club, the world's number one high-end entertainment venue run by Yao Mo, is usually only open to dark forces such as killers and mercenaries.

No one would have thought that such an important secret society involving life and death would be decided here. They couldn't really be invited to play, right?

Yao Mo was leaning leisurely on the hanging basket at this time, with a lazy look on her face. Her long legs overlapped in a charming arc. She picked up a cigarette with her jade fingers and motioned to the people around her to help her light it.

There is a hazy sense of charm when swallowing the clouds and puffing out the mist.

"Song Mo, have everything been moved?"

Song Mo is the most powerful confidant around Yao Mo. He is also in charge of Xiyuan's affairs, large and small, and has a high reputation in the world.

"Go back to the Lord, everything has been arranged."

"Hmph, that little girl knows how to send me to do things." Yao Mo said in a scolding tone, but without a trace of dissatisfaction, "Forget about occupying my space, and she also moved all her weapons arsenal here. I will definitely be able to do it when the time comes. Blow this up.”

Song Mo held up the ashtray for her respectfully, "But haven't you also benefited a lot from the power of the God of Death? Those people outside are very respectful to you."

Now when those people saw Yao Mo, their eyes were filled with fear.

"Yes, my Sisi's name is very useful. Ever since she announced our relationship, people have been sending money to buy their lives..." Yao Mo changed the topic, "It's just Xiyuan, no more It’s gone, Sisi’s great cause is still important.”

"Lord, are you just leaving those people outside like this? Although they don't dare to cause trouble, the God of Death will always recruit them..."

Yao Mo chuckled and interrupted him, "Don't worry, this is exactly what my baby wants. It's getting late and the show is about to begin."

In the hall, there is feasting, singing and dancing, but beneath the prosperity and luxury lies endless murderous intent.

There are a total of one hundred single seats placed here. It has already arrived, but many are still empty.

The God of Death's strength is there, no one dares to comment even if he is late; Yao Mo is understandable for coming late because of his good relationship with her; the leader of Youji is ignored in the hands of the God of Death, so what do the others want to do?

Especially the people from the Twelve Group, who obviously accepted the post, could it be that they regretted it temporarily and stopped coming?

As for the remaining ones who didn't come, no matter whether they have attached themselves to the Twelve Groups or not, they will be excluded by the people of the Death Sect.

Half an hour passed, and there was still no movement in the hall. Although everyone was dissatisfied, no one dared to stand up in this situation. They could only gather in a group and whisper.

"What do you mean by the God of Death leaving us here to hang out?" Although the drinks and snacks here are delicious, who wants to taste them?

"They should be trying to force the people from Group [-] to show up. After all, isn't this 'banquet' just for them?"

"Then why didn't the Twelve Group show up again?"

"I don't know about this. There must be some big conspiracy brewing."

"When gods fight, we brats suffer."

"If you ask me, this is an excellent opportunity. In normal times, how would I have the opportunity to hold Death in your arms? I can't even meet you."

"Don't tell me, I'm really curious, what does the God of Death look like?"

"Do you really think that facing the Twelve Groups is a good thing? Don't be naive."

"But haven't many of the Twelve Groups been wiped out? I heard that even Young Master Ye Ye seems to have fallen into the hands of the God of Death and is about to run out of energy."

"Not necessarily, you don't understand. The Twelve Group is just a bright sword, and countless secret arrows are still hidden in the darkness."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that there are people behind the Twelve Group."

"According to what you say, the Twelve Groups are about to become extinct. Why don't the people behind the scenes take action?"

"Because they have no use value anymore. If you send them to the God of Death, even if you can't kill her, you can still consume a wave of them."

"What you said sent chills down my spine. Look around here. It's different from when we usually come here... I don't know how many new and deadly things have been installed."

"Don't you think the God of Death wants to use this as an excuse to kill us all?" someone said, shocking everyone.

"It's impossible. No matter how powerful she is, she can't bear the consequences."

Jianqi, the tenth on the killer list, and Meiyu, the fourth on the killer list, just sat in their seats and listened quietly, never speaking.

In fact, the two of them have already joined forces in private.

The Falling Prison family is the only one, and other killer organizations have been suppressed one after another. They can't survive at all, so they want to take advantage of this opportunity to show their kindness to the God of Death.

Even if they can't join the prison, at least don't let the God of Death attack them first.