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[325] Footsteps of God of Death

On tiptoe, Mu Fan jumped onto a hundred-meter-high building like a bird, wandering freely under the stars in the sky.

Above the tall building, she walked like the wind, extremely light and her movements were neat.

At the entrance of the parking lot, she snorted coldly and landed like a bird.

After landing steadily, she held the silver butterfly mask on her face.

Looking at the surveillance camera on her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth was still casual.

She destroyed all the surveillance video hard drives nearby.

Now, she doesn't have to worry about the surveillance videos revealing her identity.

She walked to Qiao Weiwei's red Maserati with ease, then looked around with caution, and squatted down.

After carefully taking out the small time bomb from her bag, she tied the time bomb under the car.

After finishing, Mu Fan got up, clapped his hands, turned around and left.

Inside the hotel.

Qiao Weiwei, who had not yet realized the danger was approaching her, was sitting on the railing on the dimly lit second floor with Liang Bo, enjoying the exquisite Western food while admiring the dance of the employees in the hall downstairs.

"Jiao Weiwei, you are so beautiful..." Liang Bo said with a smile.

His eyes should be more ambiguous and ambiguous.

Qiao Weiwei took a breath, stroked the ink-colored large curly hair she had just made, and then sorted out the red long dress on her body, raised her chin and exhaled like an orchid: "Isn't beautiful, can you be attracted to by her?"

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Qiao Weiwei's words made Liang Bo's mouth lightly raise.

He raised his eyebrows, tapped the small square table with his slender fingers, looked at her noble face playfully, and moved his lips: "Can we keep a low profile?"

"No..." Qiao Weiwei replied.

He smiled, and was graceful.

Qiao Weiwei shrugged, then took out a ladies cigar from the cigarette box on the table.

She slowly placed the cigar on her lips, and then, picked up a diamond-set lighter at her hand.

"Bang..." Please press the switch, and the small flame will light up immediately.

She lowered her head and brought the cigar to the flame, her movements were smooth and elegant.

If paired with a fiery red silk cheongsam, she would be an elegant girl who walked down from the Great Shanghai Pictorial.

Putting down the lighter, she clamped the cigarette with her slender fingertips, spitting beautiful smoke rings at him, and said, "Sister Chu Yu and Ou Xiangbei are coming here? The dance party is almost over, why haven't you come yet?"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

As soon as Qiao Weiwei finished speaking, downstairs, Ou Xiangbei held Zhou Chuyu's hand and entered the hall with a bright look.

Ou Xiangbei is wearing a black and white vertical pattern suit, without any clothes inside, showing off his strong figure casually and sensual.

Zhou Chuyu was wearing a decent royal blue silk wiping xiong high-slit long dress, with a jewel-like spirit.

As soon as the two entered the door, they attracted everyone's attention, including Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei's.

Liang Bo and Qiao Weiwei sat on a high place, naturally leaning against the chair. Liang Bo looked faint, and Qiao Weiwei's mouth was smiling.

Ou Xiangbei soon saw Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo upstairs. After waved to them exaggeratedly, he pulled Zhou Chuyu upstairs...

"Hey... they are dancing below, why are you hiding on it?" Ou Xiangbei took Zhou Chuyu's waist and walked lazily to Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo.

Ou Xiangbei naturally sat next to Liang Bo, while Zhou Chuyu sat next to Qiao Weiwei.

Liang Bo glanced at Ou Xiangbei in disgust and said, "Take the Zebra Route today?"

"Puff..." Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but sneer. After taking a deep breath of cigarette, she raised her delicate chin to Ou Xiangbei and said, "Ou Xiangbei, wearing a zebra outfit, very handsome."

On the side, Zhou Chuyu's mouth always had a decent and elegant smile, and the eyes looking at Ou Xiangbei were filled with a strong love.

"What Zebra? Is this a new model from Milan? Do you know how to appreciate it?" As he said that, Ou Xiangbei picked up a biscuit and ate it in big mouthfuls, regardless of the details.

"Where are you handsome?" Zhou Chuyu said jokingly.

"Everyone is handsome, I am absolutely tall, rich and handsome, okay?" Ou Xiangbeidao.

"If you are tall, rich and handsome, you can barely force yourself." Qiao Weiwei joked.

"Hey, what does it mean to force?" Ou Xiangbei said again.

"By the way, Ou Xiangbei, you haven't talked about you yet. Before the dance party started, you said you were coming soon. Now the dance party is almost over and you have only appeared. You have no idea of ​​time. Do your parents know?" Qiao Weiwei

And said.

"My mother just came to our house. As soon as she arrived, she asked us if she had tried to give birth to her grandchildren recently." Ou Xiangbei frowned and complained.

As soon as this said, Zhou Chuyu's face turned red.

Qiao Weiwei smiled knowingly and did not continue to ask questions.

"Let's go, wife, let's go down and dance." Ou Xiangbei slowly got up, walked to Zhou Chuyu, bent down gentlemanly, stretched out his hand at her, invited, and said.

Zhou Chuyu smiled slightly and placed her hand on the palm of her hand.

After nodding to Liangbo Qiao Weiwei, the two of them fell downstairs lovingly, then walked to the middle of the dance floor and danced enthusiastically with the music.

Upstairs, Qiao Weiwei was smoking a cigarette while looking at the two figures downstairs, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, this is the real prodigal son who turns back. They are so happy."

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei envied Zhou Chuyu very much.

She envied the simple love situation of the two of them now.

"Well, it's not in vain that Chu Yu has loved him for so many years." Liang Bo, who had been silent, spoke lightly.

"President, Sister Qiao Xiao" Liang Bo's secretary Mandy's voice interrupted the conversation between Qiao Weiwei and Liang Bo. The two looked in the voice and looked at Mandy who was coming towards them with a graceful face, one with a smile on her face and the other with a calm and gentle breeze on her.

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Tonight, Mandy was wearing a dark black V-long dress, with large burgundy curly hair tucked on the right side, and was wearing long tassel earrings on her ears, which was singing and charming.

"Mandy...is there anything wrong?" Liang Bo asked.

"Mandy." Qiao Weiwei pointed to the position beside her and said.

Mandy nodded, sat down gracefully, and then looked at them and said, "I just wanted to ask the president for a leave. My boyfriend just called me and said, "His mother is here, I want to spend a few days with her. Can you?"

"Of course," Liang Bo said readily.

"Thank you, the president." Mandy smiled brightly and said.

Liang Bo nodded and said nothing, then he set his eyes downstairs, waved to him, and signaled to Ou Xiangbei who was going down.

Liang Bo stood up slowly, tidied up the appropriate black suit on his body, and then said, "You guys talk, I'll go down and see what that guy Ou Xiangbei is going to do."

Qiao Weiwei mandy nodded together.

After Liang Bo left, mandy sat opposite Qiao Weiwei, and then Ren Zhen looked at Qiao Weiwei.

Thinking of what Mu Fan threatened her last time, she wanted to tell Qiao Weiwei everything first, but she still endured it.

"Where did I buy this dress? It's so beautiful, I like it very much," Qiao Weiwei asked.

"It's from my sister's small shop, not a big brand. My sister is a little designer and has opened a dress design store. All the dresses were designed and sewn by her.

One is unique." When it comes to this mandy, he opens up his own chat.

"Then another day, take me over and have a look. I like the design style of your sister. It just so happens that our company wants to develop high-end dresses recently. I think your friend may be good.

The candidate." Qiao Weiwei said.

"If Sister Qiaoxiao is interested, I can recommend it to you, but I have to wait until my vacation is over." Mandy said with a smile, showing her mature female charm in every move.

"Then I will thank you first. I will call you after your vacation."

"Okay." mandy nodded.

After the dance, people rushed out of the hotel like waves.

At the entrance of the parking lot, Qiao Weiwei Liangbo and Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu waved his hand and said goodbye, and then got on their own cars.

After Qiao Weiwei got in the car, she started the car until Liang Boou turned north and drove out of the parking lot.

She didn't know that Death was right next to her, and after she tied her hair into a ponytail, she stepped on the accelerator and turned her direction...

Under the red Maserati, on the small time bomb, the only five minutes left are getting less and less.

After the red Maserati drove out of the parking lot, it rushed into the traffic at a constant speed.

In the dark side of the road, Mu Fan, who was covered by a silver butterfly mask, closed his long black hair, looked at the time on his phone, and then snorted coldly at Maserati, who was gradually moving away, "Jiao Weiwei, there will be another four minutes.

You'll die..."

Thinking of this, thinking of the scene where the vehicle exploded and Qiao Weiwei was blown into meat paste, Mu Fan's smile on the corner of his mouth became more wanton and profound.

The wind gently lifted her hair, and the eyes under the mask became colder and colder.

Little Liangzi, who dares to monopolize her? Do you dare to be arrogant to her? She wants to let her die without a complete body!

As long as she dies, she Mu Fan will have a chance!!!

At this moment, she was like a life-seeking messenger from hell, with a fearful cold and murderous aura.

On the red Maserati, Qiao Weiwei lightly tapped the steering wheel with one hand and turned on the radio in the car with the other.

A cool piano piece "only" sounded in the car, with a sad and gentle tone that made people feel heartbroken unconsciously.

Under the car, on the time bomb, there are only three minutes left...

Inside the car, Qiao Weiwei pressed the ceiling casually.

The sports car roof slowly opens.

The cold summer breeze blew her hair freely.

In her ears, the whizzing evening breeze made her unable to listen to the music sincerely...
Chapter completed!
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