Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The man put away his cell phone and his tone was quite polite.

"Can I take the liberty to ask, Miss Yun, where did you get that bank card? And how did you know the password?"

"Is it possible that Miss Yun knows the owner of this card?"

"..." Yun Si couldn't figure out what he meant.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the visitor was an enemy or a guest.

She did not answer immediately, but only asked: "Who are you?"

She glanced around outside.

Such a menacing attitude seemed like he was going to destroy her store.

She didn't think they were just here as guests.

The scarred man glanced at Ayang.

As if she was afraid of him.

Ayang is tall and strong, and he is even more deadly when hitting people.

If Yun Si hadn't pulled him, he might have taken action long ago.

The scarred man glanced at him, then looked at Yun Si.

It's like weighing it for a while.

Then, without saying much, he pulled off the short vest under his windbreaker, exposing the position of his heart.

There, Yiran has a black flower tattooed on her.

The extremely familiar flower, extremely dark, was the pattern on the card.

It grows gorgeously, like magic, attracting people's attention.

Yun Si narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the position of his heart.

Before she could take a closer look, Ayang immediately blocked her eyes.

Palms bigger than her face firmly covered her eyes.

He even seemed a little annoyed when he didn't show it to her.

"No...no...no!"

He has no concept of gender differences between men and women, nor does he know what to see and what not to see.

But he just wasn't happy.

Block her view, don't let her see.

He even stared at the scarred man gloomily.

As if to kill him.

There is no concealment of hostility.

"..." Yun Si grabbed his hand and pulled it down.

The man with the scar didn't seem to want to show her any more. He exposed it for a moment and then covered it up.

He straightened his windbreaker and put on his dusty leather boots.

He cast his cold gaze on her, and his tone became more serious this time.

"Miss Yun, can you answer my question truthfully now?"

"..." Yun Si grabbed the hand of the man beside her and looked at him lightly.

He was not afraid, but actually laughed.

The voice was sweet, yet tinged with thorns.

Not to be outdone.

"Why should I answer you?"

"Just because of a bad tattoo?"

He didn't even say a word about himself, so he just showed her a piece of shit.

As soon as he came, he started questioning her, all of them with bad intentions.

how? Do you really think she is a soft persimmon?

Yun Si slowly sat down and let go of the hand that had been holding A Yang.

It was like opening the cage and releasing the shackles from the neck of the evil beast.

Take your time, don't change your face.

"Ayang, blast them out."

The ferocious giant beast, after receiving the order, instantly showed a bloodthirsty and excited expression.

Holding a terrifying fist with bulging veins.

There is no humanity and no concept of mercy.

Killing is his instinct, a crushing force that sweeps through everything.

Like a hungry wolf whose eyes are red with excitement, he slowly moved forward step by step.

Closer, closer, closer.

The expressions of the three men who came in all changed.

I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I just retreated without even fighting.

Some people outside seemed to have raised their guns.

But no one dared to shoot.

The scarred man said even more quickly.

"Miss Yun, please don't get me wrong, we are not here to cause trouble!"