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Chapter 1018

But at this time, Song Qingge appeared behind Dai Feifei.

"Changfeng, what did you do just now?"

Su Changfeng had been out for so long, and she didn't think it was as simple as he was going to the bathroom.

After saying that, Song Qingge glanced at Jiang Li, with a deep look.

Su Changfeng knew that Song Qingge had some misunderstandings, so he quickly smiled and said, "I just met a friend from a martial arts school and insisted on having a few conversations with me. So, I will play with her for a while."

Song Qingge said lightly: "Oh, is that so? Have you played enough? If you haven't played enough, you can continue to play."

"...No, no, am I back now?" Su Changfeng smiled.

Song Qingge ignored him and said to Dai Feifei: "Feifei, I'm tired, I'm going back first."

"You make arrangements for others."

After saying that, she turned around and left directly.

The high heels hit the ground, making a buzzing sound, leaving only a beautiful back view for Su Changfeng...

How could Jiang Li not see that? Song Qingge was jealous.

She quickly said to Su Changfeng: "Brother Su...you go and chase me. The president must have misunderstood something..."

Su Changfeng smiled bitterly, nodded, and quickly chased after him...

But Song Qingge didn't want to pay attention to him, got in the car and locked the car door, locked Su Changfeng outside, and then drove away.

Su Changfeng stood there and smiled bitterly.

It turns out that Song Qingge is so jealous...

Hangzhou, Xiangsheer International Hotel.

In the room.

puff!

Mandala lay on the washbasin and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just now, if Jiang Li hadn't appeared suddenly, she wouldn't have escaped at all. Even if she ran away, she had been punched by Su Changfeng before, which injured her internal organs.

"hateful!"

"I am worthy of being the God of War in Canglong. I really underestimate him!"

The Mandala calmed down for a long time before slowly standing up.

Although this mission failed, it was not without gains. At least, it made her realize how terrible Su Changfeng was.

What should I do next?

Since he knew that Su Changfeng was so powerful, Mandala naturally did not dare to confront him head-on.

Maybe I need a helper.

After thinking about it, Mandala picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Are you sure that Red Rose is in Hangzhou?"

There was a response from the other end of the phone: "Captain, I'm very sure. Lord Hong Qiangwei did go to Hangzhou before, and, as far as I know, she went to Hangzhou to assassinate a man named Su Changfeng."

Mandala was stunned.

oh?

Such a coincidence?

However, her face darkened again.

Because Hong Qiangwei had never reported to her, the leader, for carrying out this assassination mission.

Red Rose has strict regulations, and any killer in the organization must report to the upwards when performing assassination tasks.

If you conceal the report and act privately, you will be tortured.

At the least, you will be cut off your hands and feet, and at the worst, you will die on the spot!

In addition, the interruption of Hong Qiangwei's contact with the organization has exceeded the prescribed time and is a major suspect of being separated from the organization.

Mandala's eyes flashed.

Red Rose, Red Rose, do you really want to leave the organization?

Haven't you ever thought about the consequences of leaving the organization?

Thinking of this, Mandala hung up the phone and took out a colorful porcelain ball from his pocket.

Then, she pulled the exposed white line on the ball and threw it into the air!

Rumble!

A dazzling firework blooms in the night sky.

The fireworks are beautiful, in the shape of a red rose...

at the same time.

In a rental house in Hangzhou.
Chapter completed!
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