Chapter 2215: soul (50)

Chapter 2215 Soul (50)

"That card belongs to our boss. It was in his hand before, but for some reason it suddenly came into your hand. We are here to investigate the situation!"

"..."

Look, you can clearly explain it in two sentences, and you have to fix those scary things.

Yun Si sat by the table and drank slowly.

She pulled her lower lip coldly, her tone remained the same.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes are cold and indifferent.

"Why should I trust you?"

The man with the scar was forced to retreat outside the door.

"... If Ms. Yun doesn't believe it, the card has our boss's autograph on it."

"Yes and no, just take it out and compare it."

The person who was shaking the water glass slightly paused when he heard the words autograph.

Then, he raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and thoughtful.

"Autograph?"

She looked at them, lightly tapping the ceramic water glass with her fingertips.

Pause for a few seconds.

Finally, she said, "Ayang, come back."

The light and fluffy words instantly stopped the huge beast.

His strange dark eyes stared at them gloomily.

The neck twisted, and there was a clicking sound.

The terrifying height of more than 1.9 meters, and the whole body is covered with strong and lined muscles.

Holding fists as tough as steel, he stared at them without saying a word.

made a gesture of wiping his neck.

means, don't break in again.

Otherwise, kill.

A big, stupid guy who always listens to her.

She told him to go back, and he went back.

The tall man stood beside her.

The fist was released, like a hand the size of a basin, and it landed on her shoulder.

He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but it was a posture that he couldn't provoke.

Yun Si patted his hand lightly, put down the water glass, looked at the three people outside, and spoke calmly.

"Then tell me, what are the autographs on it?"

She wants to see if she can match up.

And there is...

"Since you said the card belongs to your boss, why didn't he come? Is... dead?"

"..." The man with the scar was originally polite, and his face sank for a moment.

"Miss Yun, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Please watch your words!"

Yun Si raised her eyelids and leaned back on the chair, as if surprised.

"not dead?"

The scarred man sneered, "What? Miss Yun looks disappointed?"

"..." Yun Si slowly crossed her arms, and looked over with inquiry.

"The card really belongs to your boss?"

Repeatedly asking this question back and forth, the man with the scar became a little impatient.

"If not, how can we have the operation record of this card?"

"Please cooperate with us and don't try to inquire about what shouldn't be inquired."

"..." Yun Si's gaze showed some thought.

No one dies...

Awen kept saying that the card was his.

Awen will not lie to her, and it seems that this group of people has no need to lie to her.

It is obviously a card, how come there are two cardholders?

Could it be that Awen and Ayang’s rivals killed them, then took their cards away and took them for themselves?

"..."

It seems wrong.

That card has the imprint of the Evil Spirit Flower, which appeared on the face of Awen and Ayang, and the group of people who came here also have it on their bodies.

Like a family belief, they regard it as a spirit and believe in it as a god.

She looked up at A Yang.

(end of this chapter)

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