Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Latest website: At this time, a frightened member of the hidden family approached him and whispered: "Mr. Xue, we won't be able to go back, right?"

The old man in green shirt scolded: "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing his serious expression and sharp eyes, the speaker shrank his neck and returned to his seat, but he still felt unsure.

The people on the deck were miserable and didn't know what Qiao Nian was going to do.

Inside the cabin.

Chunlei also asked the girl: "Sun, what are you going to do with these people?"

Qiao Nian's eyebrows were cold, and he found a random place to sit down. He bent his long legs and sat casually, saying, "Let them pay for the redemption."

Chunlei: "Is it too cheap for them?"

"Well." Qiao Nian had already thought about this, paused, and said slowly: "No. I don't want cash, I want something else."

"?"

Chunlei was used to being direct in F Continent. He frowned and his eyes were filled with confusion. He didn't quite understand what Qiao Nian meant by 'other' money.

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But at the same time.

The island and the hidden family received the same express delivery.

A simple yellow leather bag was delivered to Archbishop Quentin by an inconspicuous courier early in the morning. After the courier delivered the express, he ran away.

"Archbishop, this is..." Jacob, who was following him, carefully identified the ordinary cowhide bag and stretched out his hand: "You have a distinguished status. This thing has an unknown origin, so I should open it."

Quentin avoided his hand: "No, it's from F State, signed on it, Q."

"Q?" Jacob was stunned for a moment, then stood there and reacted very quickly: "...it can't be Qiao Nian, right?"

Quentin replied, "That's her" as he strode toward the Privy Council.

"What does she mean by giving this to you so early in the morning?" Jacob followed him step by step.

The two of them reached the territory of the neutral faction in a blink of an eye. Quentin opened the door of the office, strode in, and ordered the people who came after him.

"Close the door."

"yes."

Jacob closed the door smoothly.

Quentin walked behind the desk, pulled out the swivel chair and sat down. He tore open the seal of the cowhide bag with his long hands and took the contents inside with his bare hands.

"Archbishop!" His eyebrows twitched and he quickly stopped him.

But it was too late.

The middle-aged man sitting there had already taken out the contents. He held a piece of light paper and a photo between his fingers, and then poured the brown leather bag down. There was nothing inside, and nothing else came out. thing.

Jacob's heart was relieved, and he couldn't help but said to him nervously: "Archbishop, you just took too much risk. If there are dangerous items inside, it's too dangerous for you to reach out and take them without taking protective measures! "

Quentin didn't even raise his eyebrows and said lazily: "Who do you think she is?"

Jacob was stunned for a moment by the rhetorical question: "She..."

Then I couldn't speak anymore.

Qiao Nian has never played any tricks or tricks so far, and always does what he wants to do openly and openly.

On the contrary, their hidden family often makes small moves behind the scenes.

He suspected that Qiao Nian's behavior was more like a thief shouting to catch a thief.

But who is willing to admit that he is a thief?

Jacob's face turned blue, white, and red. After holding it in for a long time, he didn't have the nerve to continue talking. He could only stand there in silence and watch Quentin open the folded letter.

The handwriting on the letter paper was written by Qiao Nian at first glance. The words were fluttering like dragons and phoenixes, and the writing was strong and powerful, penetrating through the paper.

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