The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

The silver-haired man took a sip of red wine, raised his eyebrows slightly: "No matter in terms of IQ or skill, she is more than enough to be our companion. I am very much looking forward to her joining, but..."

Kate answered: "But it's a pity that even the checkpoint set by the boss couldn't stop her."

He thought of something, and looked at the man in the tuxedo: "Boss, hasn't Allen gone to country H? How is his progress?"

The man in the tuxedo shook his head slowly: "It failed."

Lisa gasped and frowned: "How could it be? It was just to let him deal with a 16-year-old girl."

The silver-haired man chuckled: "Sixteen years old, what a wonderful age. With Alan's appearance, it should be very easy to deal with a little girl."

When it comes to looks, Allen is the most attractive of them all, and dealing with women is a piece of cake.

Failed?Everyone was amazed.

"When that narcissistic guy comes back, I can laugh at him for a long time, heh."

The man in the tuxedo said flatly: "He has no chance to come back."

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"Alan died in Country H."

Everyone paused and looked at each other quite unexpectedly.

The silver-haired man sighed: "It's a pity that he died so easily."

It's a pity in his mouth, but his face is very calm, even a little cold.

Lisa licked her slightly pale lips. Although her complexion was not very good, the eyebrows were extremely charming.

"It's really a pity. Among the men I've met, Alan is also in my favor. I didn't expect to die so quickly."

When everyone was discussing Alan's death, everyone's tone was extremely irrelevant, even though they all belonged to the same team.

The silver-haired man shrugged: "Since Alan failed, it seems that it will be more difficult to get the H country actress to join us."

Lisa said casually, "Or, another one?"

Kate took a bite of the meat and said, "There are not many people who can meet our requirements. One Alva and one Allen. We lost two people at once."

"It's not our style to give up so easily after finally finding the right one."

The man in the tuxedo stood up at this moment: "That's the end of today's party. I still have something to do. I'm leaving first. Just like before, remember to wipe off the traces."

After he finished speaking, he left alone.

The man in the tuxedo came out of the basement and walked up the steps, his surroundings brightened bit by bit.

At this moment, his footsteps stopped, his body suddenly froze in place, and his hands clenched into fists.

Although he was wearing a mask, he could still see that his face was tense at the moment, and gradually, his expression even twisted.

A hoarse voice sounded low, and it was unknown who he was talking to.

"You...be quiet."

"I've...followed what you said and did...I still think about it."

It was extremely difficult for him to say every word, his hands trembled slightly, and suddenly, as if he couldn't control his limbs, his left hand squeezed his right wrist fiercely, very hard.

The man in the tuxedo was in such a stalemate for a while before he calmed down and continued to walk out calmly, as if the scene just now had never happened.

On the other side, the departing Han Yiyi walked through the alley according to his memory. Suddenly, a figure staggered out from the corner in front.

Her eyes narrowed, and the next second, she was shocked: "Wuying?"

Han Yiyi ran over immediately, and supported Wuying: "Wuying, what's wrong with you?"

Wuying's face was as pale as a ghost at the moment, his forehead was full of coldness, no injuries were seen on his body, but his lips were abnormally red.

"Are you poisoned?"

Wuying gritted his teeth, nodded slowly, and said with difficulty: "That guy is a good player, I accidentally got tricked."

"However, her fate is not much better. She might even die now."

"Okay, stop talking, save a little energy, let's go out first, by the way, is the antidote you injected before useless?"

Wuying shook his head: "It's useless."

Han Yiyi didn't ask any more questions, he picked her up and walked out quickly.

Since the group of perverts behind them led them here, no matter what the purpose is, now that he has left, the group of people will probably chase them out.

I hope it won't be so unlucky, otherwise, according to Wuying's current situation, the chance of the two of them getting away is too small.

Inside the villa.

The two of them went out for a while, but when they came back, one was embarrassed and the other was poisoned, which shocked Mu Chenzhou and others.

"What happened to you?"

Yaluo hugged Wuying over, with a serious face: "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't have time to explain now. Wuying is poisoned and unconscious. The most urgent thing is to detoxify her first. You take her to the room and let the doctor find a way to contain the toxin. I will go there later."

After Han Yi finished speaking in one breath, he quickly went upstairs to the study.

After her blood has been mutated, it has the miraculous effect of detoxification. Back then, even Mu Chenzhou's weird and bizarre toxins could be cleaned away.

The poison in the shadowless, definitely can.

Maybe the poison in Wuyingzhong was tricky, but it wasn't enough to make her bleed, but Han Yiyi didn't care too much.

After all, Wuying is not someone else. He has experienced so much ups and downs with them and helped them a lot. Now it is just some blood.

Han Yiyi was in the study, took out the purification tool from the cabinet, took a container, cut a not shallow wound on his finger, and began to bleed.

An hour later, a bottle of light red antidote was put into Wu Ying's mouth, and the electrocardiogram on the side gradually stabilized visible to the naked eye.

Han Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, let her sleep well, and it will be fine when she wakes up."

Yaluo nodded: "Yiyi, thank you."

She rolled her eyes: "What are you talking about, the relationship between Wuying and me is nothing more than a little blood, there is no need to be so polite."

What's more, that group of people mainly targeted her. To put it bluntly, Wuying was only affected by it for no reason.

As soon as Han Yiyi left the room, he was led downstairs by Mu Chenzhou, and he personally brought a cup of soup over.

"You had bloodletting just now, and you lost your health. This is the medicinal diet I asked the kitchen to cook. Finish it."

Han Yi raised his eyebrows one by one, opened the lid of the cup, and sure enough, there was an obvious bitterness in the fragrant smell.

Knowing that Mu Chenzhou was worried about himself and for his own good, Han Yi felt warm in his heart, nodded with a smile, and drank the soup completely.

Mu Chenzhou's face softened a bit, and he sat beside her.

"Tell me, what's going on today."

Han Yiyi carefully told him what happened today.

"The only thing that's certain is that they haven't planned to kill me yet."