President, Master Qiao is about to break off the engagement again.

He had a hunch before that the identity of this "master" must not be simple.

However, he has examined all these people in the upper class of the imperial capital, but he still has no clue.

If it's just for money, then these people in the upper class are already rich beyond compare.

There is no need to take such a risk!

unless……

Bo Shihan didn't dare to think deeply.

"It should be because there are big people behind him to support him." Tang Jingyang also deeply agreed.

But he has no clue now.

Qiao Li didn't speak, and he was not very familiar with the people in the upper circles of the imperial capital. Secondly, he really didn't know what kind of person would do such a crazy thing.

"Okay, Mr. Bo and Mr. Si are still injured, and I have been worried for so long. I can't hold it anymore. Let's go back and rest. I will talk about other things later. I also want to go back and interrogate the masked man. Or is the master too defensive?" Qiao Yan frowned slightly.

He had to obtain more accurate information in order to ensure the lowest casualties next time, and then wipe them all out.

"Okay." Bo Shihan had no objection, "You should also pay attention to safety and don't act without authorization."

"Hmm!" Qiao Yan didn't go back to take risks now.

Even for the sake of the man beside him and Li Li, he will protect himself well.

However, he did not expect trouble to come to him so soon.

They did not return to the Tang family.

Instead, he went directly to the hiding place of the masked man, and entered the room of the clubhouse through the secret door before.

Before I walked in, I heard a knock on the door, "Sir, are you there?"

Both Qiao Yan and Tang Jingyang froze.

The hideous man who was tied to the chair also woke up, cursing desperately, "You are finally back, do you want to suffocate me here? What about the antidote? It's going to happen soon, give it to me quickly!"

"Shut up!" Qiao Yan glared at him coldly. Even though he knew that the underground darkroom was soundproof, it was an emergency, so he still sealed his mouth with tape.

"Qiao Yan, don't let me get out alive, or I will tear you into pieces..." Unfortunately, his mouth was sealed and he was speechless.

Only the ferocious face became more and more distorted and terrifying, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Qiao Yan like a gong.

Back then at Qiao's house, he should have asked for a few more shots.

It will not be reduced to where it is today.

Qiao Yan ignored him, turned on the consecration and walked out.

The door was quickly closed, and there was no trace of it.

Tang Jingyang stood guard by the door, holding a gun to the door.

He didn't go over to open the door until he confirmed that there was no problem.

The person who came was a confidant of a masked man, seeing him open the door, he quickly saluted respectfully, "Sir..."

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yan's voice change revealed through the mask, making people shudder.

"That's how it is. They called just now and said that the master wants to see you, and now he has sent someone to pick you up. It is estimated that he will arrive in a few minutes." The subordinate's face was excited and anxious.

The master is their god-like existence, and only the three leaders, the lion and the old ghost, have the opportunity to see it. Now they have personally summoned the masked man. One can imagine how important this is.

Qiao Yan was startled, clenched his hands tightly, and took a deep breath.

Fortunately, through the mask, his subordinates could not see his expression, "Sir, isn't this what you have always dreamed of? Seeing the master proves that you have obtained his approval, and our future is immeasurable."

Qiao Yan behind the mask forced himself to calm down, and quickly recovered his usual indifference and calmness, "Wait for me outside."

After speaking, he didn't wait for his subordinates to respond.

He closed the door with a "bang" and locked it directly.

"No, I will never let you go, I will arrange someone to go there." Tang Jingyang hugged him.

"But it's too late." Qiao Yan calmed down instead, "I'll be fine."

"No." Tang Jingyang was stern and domineering like never before, "I'll go, Xiao Wu will protect me."

However, Qiao Yan really looked at him quietly.

Without speaking, he turned around and quickly entered the underground dark room.

He took off the mask, took out the potion koko gave him from the dark compartment, and wiped it on his face in front of the mirror.

Not only was the man whose mouth was gagged terrified, but even Tang Jingyang watched this scene in surprise, only to see that his angelic handsome face on the other side quickly changed into a hideous appearance like that of the real masked man.

"You..." Tang Jingyang was dumbfounded.

"Hmm..." The real masked man couldn't help struggling frantically.

In this way, no one can tell that Qiao Yan is a fake.

Is he going to be locked up in this dark place forever?

"You give me peace of mind, otherwise I will send you to the west now, kill my parents, and ruin my family. The reason why I keep your dog's life is just in case. Do you think I really dare not?" Kill you?" Qiao Yan kicked him, and his face, which was exactly the same as his, was equally grim and distorted.

Only those eyes are full of hatred, but they are still clear, like the snow water on the Tianshan Mountains, icy cold and sweet...

When people look at it, they will involuntarily fall into it.

Tang Jingyang took a deep breath.

He kicked the masked man fiercely, and the masked man was kicked to the ground, his internal organs were about to be shattered, and he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

Until the doorbell outside rang again.

Qiao Yan frowned slightly with her stern and delicate brows, and was about to go out.

Tang Jingyang was so upset that he grabbed his hand, "Qiao Yan, you can't."

"It's too late, Tang Jingyang, I'll be fine, trust me." Qiao Yan stood on tiptoe, kissed his brow lightly, and solemnly promised, "Wait for me."

Then, he quickly put on the mask and walked out with steady steps.

"Qiao Yan!" Tang Jingyang couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, he cursed angrily, "Damn it."

Only then did Qiao Yan calm down, opened the door and walked out.

He was dressed in black casual clothes, exuding a cold aura.

The subordinates couldn't help shivering, feeling that this gentleman was different from before.

Although he was as humble and polite as the previous one, silent and restrained, and not a pompous or conscientious person, but he was not as indifferent as he is now who rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Sir, I'm sorry, please follow the rules." Two bodyguards in black stepped out of a luxurious Lincoln car under the luxurious clubhouse that was as quiet as a chicken during the day, with foreign faces, tall and strong, and one of them was holding a A sealed black plastic bag came over.

Qiao Yan glanced at them vigilantly, his clear eyes fell on the Lincoln license plate, and he memorized the series of numbers in his mind. After being silent for almost half a minute, he loosened his neck and tilted his head slightly.

It is reluctant that the child cannot catch the wolf.

Now that he has come here, he has already risked his life, even if he knows that there is a gate of hell ahead, he still has to break through.

The hard work paid off, and he could finally meet this sworn enemy.

The darkness shrouded Qiao Yan, and Qiao Yan couldn't see anything.

Someone pushed him from behind, "Get in the car."

Push him into the car.

Qiao Yan clenched his fists, trying to feel the direction intuitively.

But in vain, the other party seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and circled around the city until he fainted, and walked a long and steady way before reaching the destination.

Qiao Yan was dragged out of the car and couldn't tell the direction at all.

The light coming in from under the plastic bag made the surroundings feel very dark, the ground was covered with thick and expensive carpets, and the surroundings were sprayed with the smell of high-end perfume. It should be a star-rated private club or hotel.

He didn't stop until he reached the deepest room, and the door was searched again.

After entering the door, the plastic bag on the head was removed.

The not-so-bright light came directly, and he still blocked his eyes with some difficulty adapting.

"Are you okay?" The old ghost's voice was beside him.

Only then did Qiao Yan raise his head and look around. It was indeed a luxurious private room similar to a club. The old ghost was standing beside him, surrounded by tall and mighty bodyguards, all of whom were holding things in their hands.

After a closer look, I found an aura-filled man in a Chinese tunic suit sitting on the leather sofa next to him, making tea.

It's a pity that the Chinese character face is hidden in the darkness, so I can't see clearly.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and call someone, this is the master." The old ghost gave him a push.

Qiao Yan shivered, and the strong hatred in his heart was about to burst out of his chest. If he had a gun in his hand at this moment, he would definitely shoot this person into a hole.

However, he knew he could not act rashly, Qiao Yan took a deep breath, loosened his clenched fist slightly, and nodded respectfully, "Master..."

"Are you the masked man?" The man's tea-making hand paused slightly, and a cold and deep voice sounded.

"That's right, it's me." Qiao Yan clenched his hands tightly, feeling the feeling of his nails cutting into his flesh, and managed to keep him calm and rational.

"Take off the mask!" the man ordered without question.

There is no room for rejection.

Qiao Yan froze, motionless.

"Master, you know that Mr.'s face was already..." The old ghost wanted to speak for him.

But it was interrupted by the man raising his hand, and there was no room for negotiation.

The old ghost's voice stopped abruptly, and the surrounding area was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling, and everyone dared not even breathe out.

However, Qiao Yan remained motionless.

Others may not have seen the real masked man.

But old ghost...

After all, he is not, Qiao Yan is not sure if his little trick can escape his eyes.

just in case……

Qiao Yan clenched his hands tightly, this is a game.

Once his identity is exposed, he is estimated to be sanctioned on the spot.

However, he had to block it, if he didn't move it away, it would be a dead end!

"If you think I'll use you again, don't you even dare to take off a mask?" Seeing that he was indifferent, the man immediately became angry, and put down the teacup in his hand with a "bang".