She hugged her lower abdomen and screamed sadly, her clear eyes blinking desperately.

"Okay." Zhan Chunxuan nodded, "Let's go to have a meal first."

Yes! Xiang Yami cheered in her heart, and was glad to escape the disaster.

Unfortunately, it was only a moment of happiness. The cold and evil man glanced lightly at the corner of his lips, "When you feed you, you will feed me, and we will drive back."

He doesn't mind driving a little longer.

Xiang Yami's smile was bitter, and she didn't understand why he fell in love with the desolate and uninhabited abandoned gas station.

It seems that today is doomed.

....

"Fire" is revenge, and "peerless" is not to be outdone.

Both sides fought back and forth, and they each had their own winning or losing.

There were several other firefights in the secret, but the losses were not big.

"Fire Flame" is dominant, and no opponent dares to come to the door for more than ten years to provoke. For a moment, everyone was full of energy. The men and women who usually shouted bored finally found fun and had the opportunity to fight back.

Zhan Chunxuan’s 28th floor naturally became the main conference room for discussion. Every day, no matter whether he is there or not, there are a group of people in it, slapping the table with their beards and staring at them, or smiling at the champagne to celebrate.

The atmosphere in the office represents recent achievements. The elites who are not invisible outside have restored their original appearance and are much more intense than ordinary people's emotions.

On this day, Xiaokui went through all the troubles to get a photo from the largest intelligence leader in Asia, and she felt like she was a treasure.

She immediately asked someone to copy dozens of copies and thrust directly to the 28th floor with her high heels.

"Master, I have a good eye." She spread the photos in front of Zhan Chunxuan and introduced them endlessly.

"This person's name is Locke. His nationality is unknown. He should be an Asian. He suddenly appeared a few years ago. His previous identity was completely destroyed. Even the intelligence departments of several major countries did not have his information. Locke's men had a think tank of about twenty people, all of which were elite figures from all aspects. They silently entered the "peerless" interior and manipulated the great purge a few years ago."

The word Locke awakened some unpleasantness in Zhan Chunxuan's memory.

Could it be a coincidence? The person who gave Lolo's expensive pink diamond ring is also called Loke.

Moreover, although he appeared in Paris, he wrote beautiful Chinese characters. From this, he inferred that he should also be an oriental man.

He pinched up the photo, and there was only a man's side face, his short hair was unruly, dyed into a messy color, and he wore a full black T-shirt and light blue jeans, like a big boy next door, youthful and sunny.

Is there anything wrong?

This boy who has not grown up is the leader of the "peerless"?

After confronting him repeatedly, almost losing the elite of the "Fire Flame" Group B?

Zhan Chunxuan pondered, but the people below were clamoring, and no one wanted to believe in the accuracy of the information.

If the guy who was secretly commanding was really a young man, then at least a dozen people would not accept the reality and went to find Genzhuzi to kill him on the spot.
Chapter completed!