He is the one familiar to everyone in the capital, the one with a face like a god but a heart like a devil. He has a good appearance, but in fact he has powerful hands and eyes, and his methods are ruthless.
Seeing that he had proved with his actions that he would not be exposed, Qiao Nian calmed down her breathing which had been a little disordered by his teasing. She zipped up her collar to cover the ambiguous red mark on her neck, leaving only a part of her chin exposed. Her eyes were gloomy, sensitive, violent and wanton, just like the legendary Martin, the tenth-ranked killer.
"Let's go."
The two of them got off the plane one after the other.
…
Outside.
Bo Rui and others had been waiting in the cold wind with the main group for nearly half an hour, but there was still no sign of people coming down from the plane.
It was windy on winter nights, and the empty airport runway was windy from all directions. The night wind was more like a whistling slap in the face.
No one can stand in this cold wind for half an hour and remain in a good mood.
Some people have already started complaining and can't control their temper.
"He's just a bastard. Why are you putting on so much airs? Aren't you afraid of hurting your back?"
"Please speak softly."
"Tsk, everyone doesn't know that."
“Some people don’t know.”
The sound of their whispering was blown by the wind into the ears of Bori and Adam.
Bo Rui didn't react.
Adam bumped his arm and lowered his voice, "Who are they talking about? Whose illegitimate child is the distinguished guest coming here tonight?"
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Bo Rui pushed his hand away expressionlessly and said coldly, "We are just here to pick up the distinguished guests as arranged. We are not responsible for anything else."
"Huh." Adam rolled his eyes in annoyance, feeling extremely bored: "You're always like this, as interesting as a piece of wood?"
Bo Rui didn't say anything. He stood straight in his seat facing the wind, quietly waiting for the people on the plane to get off.
He is different from Adam. He has no interest in the secrets of the island.
History is always surprisingly similar. Anyone who has read a little bit of books knows that the more people know in history, the faster they die.
He is just a small figure. If he doesn't want to die, he should stop asking questions so that he won't become cannon fodder sacrificed by the big figures.
"Whose illegitimate child do you think the person who came here tonight is?" Adam came up again and analyzed to himself: "Old Mu's? Or the Ten Elders? Or the illegitimate child of the patriarch of another family on the island? Judging from the situation, he must be the illegitimate child of a big shot in Gangcheng or Wucheng District, otherwise he wouldn't be treated this way..."
Bo Rui suddenly turned around and said sternly, "If you keep guessing, just stand aside!"
"Damn it, I'm just gossiping with you, and you're crazy!" Adam instantly got angry and started cursing. When he saw Bori's icy face that didn't react, his momentum weakened, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally stopped talking.
Bo Rui ignored his frustrated expression, turned around, and continued to act as a qualified telephone pole, standing upright in the cold wind waiting for people to come down.
…
at the same time.
There was another car parked in the wind.
The black car has smooth lines, like a cheetah hiding in the night. A woman wearing sunglasses is sitting in the silver window frame.
The woman was stunningly beautiful even when she only showed her side face.
She did not get out of the car, but sat upright in the back seat until the man in black trotted to the window, stood at a distance from her, and spoke softly.
"Miss, the young master hasn't come out yet."
"Um?"
The night wind carried the woman's voice into the wind, like a poppy swaying in the night, full of mysterious and deadly temptation.
Good to hear.
But it's a dangerous sound.
"Did you find out who came with him?" (End of this chapter)