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Chapter 396

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After Liu Ying said that, he swung his arm and left with a cold expression.

Xu Yi awkwardly tried to smooth things over. * cough * "Liu Ying is just like that, please don't mind him."

Ye Wanwan didn't say anything. After all, she was prepared for this and expected that nobody would believe her. She also knew how others would look at her after what she said.

Late at night, at the top floor of the hotel.

After being on the road for two days straight, the guards were able to relax a little at the bar.

A group of people were drinking and chatting.

"Ay, have you guys heard? That woman has been whispering in BOSS's ear like a lunatic these past few days, saying that BOSS would be in danger and urging BOSS not to go any further! "

"Does she really think she's a master fortune-teller?"

"Bullsh * t! It was just that his jinx had hit the mark on the captain's matter! She even said that Song Jing would be in danger? In the end, two days have passed and Song Jing is still fine, isn't he? "

Song Jing sneered. "Captain said she's a femme fatale; he's right!"

The group of people were talking when suddenly, a blonde, blue-eyed foreigner walked towards them. He walked straight to Song Jing and stared at the knife hanging on Song Jing's waist. He spoke in fluent Chinese and said, "Wow, if I'm not wrong, this is the famous Tang knife from China, right?"

Seeing that this person was knowledgeable, Song Jing was intrigued. "You're a foreigner and you know about this?"

"Haha, not only do I like Chinese culture, but I also like Chinese..."

"What else do you like from China?"

"Nothing much ~" The man laughed then said, "I have a lot of Chinese weapons at home; do you want to come back with me to take a look? My house is nearby ~ "

"Really? Sure! "

...

The next morning.

Ye Wanwan didn't sleep the entire night. She floated downstairs like a ghost for breakfast.

At the same time, in the hotel restaurant:

A group of men surrounded a lean young man with a flattop haircut in the middle, patting his shoulder and comforting him one after another.

"Ay, don't be so depressed. Luckily, we got there in time. That rapist didn't get what he wanted, right?"

"Who knew that the foreigner was gay?! And she even likes Hua Nation men! He tricked Song Jing into coming home with the excuse of looking at the saber! "

"The most despicable thing is that they even used those despicable drugs! It was too thrilling! If we were one step late, Song Jing's chrysanthemum would be in danger! That foreigner had taken off his pants! That thing is so scary, if I really stab it … "



The veins on Song Jing's forehead bulged. The more he listened, the darker his face became. He roared angrily, "All of you, shut up! If anyone mentions what happened last night again, I'll beat the crap out of them!!! "

"Yes, yes, yes, don't mention it, don't mention it!" Everyone hurriedly laughed.

When Ye Wanwan stepped into the restaurant, she happened to hear the detailed version of what happened and thought it was really … a long story …

Ye Wanwan sat down at a table not far from Song Jing's table then called the waiter over. "Waiter, please bring me a pot of chrysanthemum tea ~"

Hearing Ye Wanwan's voice, Song Jing, who had just calmed down a little, immediately tensed up his a * shole and turned his head stiffly in Ye Wanwan's direction.

The other guards also turned to look at Ye Wanwan in unison. Their gazes were obviously more frightened than before.

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