Leng Yiyao and him looked towards the door at the same time. The person coming was a man dressed in black. The whole body was wrapped tightly, only a pair of eyes were exposed.
Seemingly a little uncomfortable with the lighting in the room, he lowered the brim of his hat and half-blocked his eyes.
Leng Yiyao drank the last sip of coffee in the cup, pushed the utensil away calmly, and stared at the man quietly.
"Miss Leng, come with me when you're done eating. You can't hide after all, so why make it so ugly?" The man had a hoarse voice. He didn't look at the owner standing at the bar, but walked over to the bar. Next to her, he directly stated his intention.
She leaned back and leaned on the soft seat easily, "Does the eldest prince really want me to be his guest?"
Behind the bar, there was a slight pause in washing the utensils.
Leng Yiyao and the person standing beside him ignored the past at the same time.
"I'm just an errand boy. We can't guess the master's thoughts." He hooked his hand and his eyes fell on her motionlessly. His powers of observation were so sharp that they were not at the same level as the two who blocked the road before.
Finally, the royal family still has some reserves.
If everyone is like those two arrogant pigs, Lu Chen really won't be able to hold his position for long.
It was obvious that the visitor had been named, and it was obvious that this person had bad intentions, but she did not seem to have any sense of crisis. On the contrary, she looked at him with a smile: "What if I just don't go?"
She stood up suddenly, and the two of them were so close that their breathing was within earshot. But her cold voice echoed in my ears: "What can you do to me!"
It was almost a provocative tone, but it made people feel their hearts sinking after hearing it.
The man probably didn't expect that she would confront her head on, leaving no room for her words!
Without any further pause, he directly reached into his right hand and touched his arms.
Vaguely, the black coat opened slightly, and the next moment, the outline of the firearm inside was revealed.
He looked at Leng Yiyao with a cold expression, feeling that the merchant had never seen real blood. She thought she was hugging the marshal's lap, so she dared not give the eldest prince face like this. I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"You want to see someone alive, and you want to see a corpse when you die. Since you are unwilling to follow me, I can only take your body to see her." The natural height gap between men and women made him look down at her from top to bottom at this moment.
His fingers had touched the handle of the gun, and in the next moment, his pupils quickly dilated, and every drop of blood on his body solidified instantly!
At this moment, it was like being suddenly frozen.
He looked at the cafe owner standing in front of him in disbelief. His silver eyes fell on him without any ripples, as if he were looking at a dead dog.
And he, with his fingertips trembling, slowly, slowly lowered his head, the silver fork that should have been placed on the table with the dessert was inserted into his aorta, drawing out gurgling blood.
"Cough.... Cough..." Blood choked into his trachea, his whole body was cold, and his vision was dark.
It was wet, sticky, and fishy. It was the blood under his skin, but at this moment, it was scrambling to get out of it, as if it wanted to spurt out immediately.
He clutched his neck tightly, but did not dare to pull out the fork.
The wound was too deep. If it was pulled out, he would never survive tonight.
When he was dizzy, he only had time to see Leng Yiyao's slightly raised corners of her mouth, her eyes falling on the coffee shop owner, her smile full of meaning...