"Young Master, your email!" The servant walked into the villa with a box. The box was packed in ordinary style and looked inconspicuous.

"Who's?" Yang Yan walked down from the building. He had just called Ning Ling and told her that he would go back in a week.

"There is no signature on it! Only your name is written!" The servant looked at the box.

"Oh! Let it go!" Yang Yan walked over and turned around and asked the butler, "Have I booked my air ticket?"

"Yes, young master!" the housekeeper replied, "It's already booked. The young master can clean up and go to Greece to meet the young lady!"

"Well," Yang Yan nodded, "Arranging the car, I'm going to the mall and buying her a gift."

"Yes, young master!" The housekeeper left the door.

Yang Yan walked to the table, picked up the box, opened the packaging on the box, and was about to open the lid when the butler walked in and told him that the car was ready. The box he put down and put on his coat. "I will come back later today and tell them not to prepare supper!"

"Okay!" The butler bowed.

After he got into the car and left, the housekeeper turned around and ordered the servant to clean up the living room.

"Butler, what should I do with this box?" The servant handed him the box that Yang Yan had just unpacked and had no time to open the lid.

"Give it to me, I'll take it to the young master's room." The butler reached out to pick it up. As soon as the other party let go, he didn't catch it, and the box fell straight to the ground. He was about to scold the servant, but his eyes solidified when he touched the things on the ground.

The box contains flowers. It was not unusual to send flowers, but the flower was actually a black mandala.

The flower language of the black mandala is: unpredictable darkness, death and displaced love.

This is an ominous flower, its seeds are highly toxic, and except for clinical use, few people regard black mandala as a gift

For people.

"This is..." The housekeeper was a little shocked. There was only one person in this world who would give black mandalas to others.

It was a female killer. Her whereabouts were elusive. Before killing a person, she would give her or him a bunch of mandalas in advance and tell her or him that the other party was her target of murder. No matter how he or he was on guard against the alert, the person who received the flowers would undoubtedly die.

Therefore, people who know her style call her the ‘Mandala Killer’.

No one knows what she looks like. The only thing she knows is that she is a woman. None of the people who see her appearance live in the world. She sends flowers to the victims with another meaning: the number of flowers given is less than ten, which means that someone who receives the flowers was paid to sell her to kill her. If the number of flowers given exceeds ten, it means that it is her personal personal grudge. The more flowers given, the greater the hatred she has with the person who receives the flowers!

She has done crimes in various countries and is a wanted A-level criminal worldwide. Interpol has spent a lot of energy to catch her.

However, three years ago, she suddenly disappeared and never came out to commit the crime again. The reason was that when she assassinated someone, she was almost captured by a bodyguard invited by someone, and was missed for the first time in her life. Who is the person behind the Ye Group. In order to avoid being caught by the other party, she chose to disappear. As soon as she disappeared for three years, people gradually forgot her from her memory.

And now, there are at least fifty or sixty mandalas on this ground, proving that this female killer has come back! Thinking about it, her disappearance back then may be just to hide her strength and make a comeback.

The recipient on the box is Yang Yan's name, which means that her target this time is Yang Yan!

The servant didn't know the meaning of this flower. When he saw the face of the housekeeper who had always been calm and calm, he couldn't help but feel strange. But within a moment, his face calmed down and he ordered the servant, "Drop these flowers in the trash can, remember not to tell the young master about this."

"Yes!" The servant was a little confused and hurriedly packed up the flowers and left.

The housekeeper stood for a while before walking to the phone and picked up the microphone: "Hey, it's me! Who has appeared..."

Yang Yan didn't return to the villa until the evening of that day. He seemed to have forgotten the morning email and brought the gift he bought into the room. After washing up quickly, he rested. In a few days, he would see her in a few days. She would be very happy to see the gift he gave her. He thought, smiling at the corner of his mouth and fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that there were hidden whistles inside and outside the villa, lying in ambush among the flowers.

A dark shadow walked out of a row of low houses on one side of the villa, skillfully walked through the villa, and cleverly bypassed everyone in the garden, and walked around to the back garden. He looked up and saw that the lights in a room on the second floor had gone out.

She climbed onto the wall, climbed up to the windowsill like a monkey, and turned over to the balcony on the second floor.

The door to the balcony was open, and the white gauze was blown gently by the wind. Under the moonlight, you could see a person sleeping on the bed in a hazy way. She pulled out a pistol from her waist, installed a silencer, and tiptoed into the room.

At the same time, Ning Ling, who was far away in Greece, woke up from her nap. She dreamed that a ferocious woman was pointing her gun at the sleeping Yang Yan!

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"Who's?" Yang Yan walked down from the building. He had just called Ning Ling and told her that he would go back in a week.

"There is no signature on it! Only your name is written!" The servant looked at the box.

"Oh! Let it go!" Yang Yan walked over and turned around and asked the butler, "Have I booked my air ticket?"

"Yes, young master!" the housekeeper replied, "It's already booked. The young master can clean up and go to Greece to meet the young lady!"

"Well," Yang Yan nodded, "Arranging the car, I'm going to the mall and buying her a gift."

"Yes, young master!" The housekeeper left the door.

Yang Yan walked to the table, picked up the box, opened the packaging on the box, and was about to open the lid when the butler walked in and told him that the car was ready. The box he put down and put on his coat. "I will come back later today and tell them not to prepare supper!"

"Okay!" The butler bowed.

After he got into the car and left, the housekeeper turned around and ordered the servant to clean up the living room.

"Butler, what should I do with this box?" The servant handed him the box that Yang Yan had just unpacked and had no time to open the lid.

"Give it to me, I'll take it to the young master's room." The butler reached out to pick it up. As soon as the other party let go, he didn't catch it, and the box fell straight to the ground. He was about to scold the servant, but his eyes solidified when he touched the things on the ground.

The box contains flowers. It was not unusual to send flowers, but the flower was actually a black mandala.

The flower language of the black mandala is: unpredictable darkness, death and displaced love.

This is an ominous flower, its seeds are highly toxic, and except for clinical use, few people regard black mandala as a gift

For people.

"This is..." The housekeeper was a little shocked. There was only one person in this world who would give black mandalas to others.

It was a female killer. Her whereabouts were elusive. Before killing a person, she would give her or him a bunch of mandalas in advance and tell her or him that the other party was her target of murder. No matter how he or he was on guard against the alert, the person who received the flowers would undoubtedly die.

Therefore, people who know her style call her the ‘Mandala Killer’.

No one knows what she looks like. The only thing she knows is that she is a woman. None of the people who see her appearance live in the world. She sends flowers to the victims with another meaning: the number of flowers given is less than ten, which means that someone who receives the flowers was paid to sell her to kill her. If the number of flowers given exceeds ten, it means that it is her personal personal grudge. The more flowers given, the greater the hatred she has with the person who receives the flowers!

She has done crimes in various countries and is a wanted A-level criminal worldwide. Interpol has spent a lot of energy to catch her.

However, three years ago, she suddenly disappeared and never came out to commit the crime again. The reason was that when she assassinated someone, she was almost captured by a bodyguard invited by someone, and was missed for the first time in her life. Who is the person behind the Ye Group. In order to avoid being caught by the other party, she chose to disappear. As soon as she disappeared for three years, people gradually forgot her from her memory.

And now, there are at least fifty or sixty mandalas on this ground, proving that this female killer has come back! Thinking about it, her disappearance back then may be just to hide her strength and make a comeback.

The recipient on the box is Yang Yan's name, which means that her target this time is Yang Yan!

The servant didn't know the meaning of this flower. When he saw the face of the housekeeper who had always been calm and calm, he couldn't help but feel strange. But within a moment, his face calmed down and he ordered the servant, "Drop these flowers in the trash can, remember not to tell the young master about this."

"Yes!" The servant was a little confused and hurriedly packed up the flowers and left.

The housekeeper stood for a while before walking to the phone and picked up the microphone: "Hey, it's me! Who has appeared..."

Yang Yan didn't return to the villa until the evening of that day. He seemed to have forgotten the morning email and brought the gift he bought into the room. After washing up quickly, he rested. In a few days, he would see her in a few days. She would be very happy to see the gift he gave her. He thought, smiling at the corner of his mouth and fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that there were hidden whistles inside and outside the villa, lying in ambush among the flowers.

A dark shadow walked out of a row of low houses on one side of the villa, skillfully walked through the villa, and cleverly bypassed everyone in the garden, and walked around to the back garden. He looked up and saw that the lights in a room on the second floor had gone out.

She climbed onto the wall, climbed up to the windowsill like a monkey, and turned over to the balcony on the second floor.

The door to the balcony was open, and the white gauze was blown gently by the wind. Under the moonlight, you could see a person sleeping on the bed in a hazy way. She pulled out a pistol from her waist, installed a silencer, and tiptoed into the room.

At the same time, Ning Ling, who was far away in Greece, woke up from her nap. She dreamed that a ferocious woman was pointing her gun at the sleeping Yang Yan!

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I'm a little late today, sorry!
Chapter completed!