Reborn Queen’s Uprising

Watching Tang Xiaoxiao and Fan Sen, the pair of Biren leaving, Yu Lingye suddenly sighed, and the taste of bitterness and pain flowed in her eyes, "Xiaoxiao, I just don't want to get your blood by myself, why don't you understand? What? Don’t force me to go to the last step...For the country and the nation, I will kill you myself!"

Leaving Yu Lingye's sight, Van Sen's emerald eyes flashed, and Tang Xiaoxiao's arm was released indifferently.

Tang Xiaoxiao was slightly startled when he noticed that he had lost his hand. He only felt a little nagging. He couldn't tell whether it was loss or bitterness. "Thank you for helping me out, Van Sen."

There are no investors here, and there is no so-called investment. Everything is just an excuse for Van Sen to help her out.

"Ok."

No jokes, no stares, and no previous intimacy, as cold as a passerby.

Tang Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, but said nothing. Vanson's indifference and melancholy were like a big rock pressed firmly on her chest, suffocating.

"Vanson, I..."

There was no response, no tacit understanding, and only Van Sen raised an eyebrow.

Tang Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This kind of pain is far stronger than the pain when he heard the threat from Yu Lingye's mouth just now.

Tang Xiaoxiao finally swallowed it, "Forget it, nothing else, I'm going to go back to the hotel for a while to rest, how about you?"

"Go together."

The answer is just two simple words, but it is chilling.

This year’s Oscar Queen’s quiet departure did not disturb too many people. It was already midnight. Many celebrities had helped wealthy businessmen or investors into the hotel rooms, and even more impatiently started directly in the back garden. After the field battle, Vanity Fair, which is drunk and dreamy, such a night is the most true portrayal of Hollywood.

It’s not that no one is looking for Tang Xiaoxiao to accompany him. It’s a pity that Miss Tang’s title of wealthy daughter and queen of shopping malls has spread slightly in Hollywood circles. No investor will be stupid enough to offend a strong beautiful director, not to mention this one. The beauty is also the queen of the mall from a wealthy family.

Sitting in the car seat, Tang Xiaoxiao kept looking at the bright lights outside the window. The night city has a touch of unspeakable beauty, and the bright lights illuminate the darkness of the whole city. It's just that in this intoxicating beauty, it seems that the mask that humans used to disguise has been removed, and the noise speaks of unique indifference and coldness.

Sitting in the car seat, Xue Xiaohan glanced at the indifference between Tang Xiaoxiao and Fan Sen, and suddenly sighed softly. Since Van Sen kissed Tang Xiaoxiao last time, and Tang Xiaoxiao gave him a slap in public, the two people have become like this. They are obviously two people who match each other, but because of their pride and strength. , So they became strange passers-by... Why did they refuse to back down?

Do you really need that kind of ridiculous pride and self-esteem in front of your beloved?

When returning to the hotel, the indifferent Van Sen glanced at Tang Xiaoxiao who was so proud, and finally said lightly, "I'm back to the room."

"Okay." Tang Xiaoxiao also left only such a sentence and turned and left.

Two people, one walking to the left and the other to the right, one side is a noble black off-shoulder evening dress, which looks elegant and charming, and the other is a black tuxedo dress, which is more mysterious and noble... It is obviously a kind of godly couple. Yes, the only thing left to the other party is the back of being proud and not bowing his head.

Xue Xiaohan looked at Tang Xiaoxiao, and then at Van Sen, suddenly he understood why they got to this point. They were originally the same kind of people, didn't they?

Back in his room, Van Sen locked the door with his backhand. Before he walked to the bed, his left leg was soft, and he fell on one knee with a plop, and his hand was on the ground, and a bright red color was leaked from his left knee. When he stretched out his arms, the cuffs showed bright red blood stains. On the originally white and ruddy cheeks, there was a bit of pale white, but the emerald eyes were firm and calm.

"Damn the True God Mercenary Corps, what do they want to do?" Van Sen burst into anger, and he held the coffee table next to him with one hand, his face was pale and slowly stood up, the blood on his knees was still gurgling with blood, black tuxedo. The chest area was completely stained dark red with blood. If you didn't look closely, I'm afraid he really couldn't see that he was injured.

Before he could stand still, and he heard a plop, Van Sen fell to the ground again, his pale face showed a helpless expression, and his eyes were filled with helplessness, "Sure enough...I'm not the real **** of death yet. ."

Just now, when he stepped into the Vanity Fair venue, he accidentally smelled the smell of gunpowder from a waiter. The daring master, followed the smell of gunpowder and followed the waiter quietly to leave the venue without disturbing Tang Xiaoxiao and anyone. When I walked to the small woods behind, I finally found that the so-called waiter was just a bait, waiting for him were hundreds of first-rate killers from the True God Mercenary Group and the Dark Mercenary World!

No matter how powerful he is, he is not a true **** of death after all, and he is even less likely to possess boundless divine power. He is besieged by a hundred first-rate killers. Van Sen finally repelled these assassins, but he was stabbed to death...

In this short assassination operation, although there were a large number of people, Van Sen's skills were simply and agile, and the battle ended in just half an hour. After repelling the enemy, Van Sen resisted the tearing pain of the wound and the dizziness of hemorrhage, and hurriedly hid in the bathroom to tidy up his appearance, confirming that he would not be found out by Tang Xiaoxiao, and then walked out, but unexpectedly saw Tang Xiaoxiao and Yu Ling's dispute between nights, only then came forward...

I am afraid that Tang Xiaoxiao could not even dream of it. The man who took his arm and went all the way without incident has no less than three wounds on his body.

Lying on the thick carpet and resting enough, Van Sen crawled from the ground to the bathroom with difficulty, put some cold water, took off his clothes, washed his wounds, and took out the first aid medicine from his arms. Enduring the pain spilled on the wound, busy for two hours, finally relieved.

He didn't want that stupid woman to worry about him, and he didn't want her to be in danger because of him.

The True God Mercenary Corps paid a high price this time to hire a large number of first-class assassins and set a trap for itself, but it simply repelled this group of people... Judging from the consensus of the shadow world, I am afraid that I cannot hide my identity. Living.

Just when Van Sen was thinking about it, in a villa, Alfa was sitting on the sofa with a pale complexion, gritted his teeth, the crystal coffee table in front of him was overturned by him, one hand was hanging in a bandage. , Sat there with a sullen face, and everyone else was silent, and he didn't dare to speak at all.