Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

He felt like he was going crazy, or he was assimilated by Miss Eleanor. At this moment, he actually believed what she said. Obviously... obviously she just made a "mouth cannon" in the eyes of the outside world, and she hasn't done anything yet... He believed that she had the ability to slap the people in the institute in the face.

After Pierre was silent, his throat was hoarse and he reminded: "The people in the institute are not that simple. They are the top talents from all over the world. You are a genius, and they are also geniuses. It's a good thing that you have confidence. Don't underestimate the enemy."

Qiao Nian went to the cabin to rest, leaving a sentence before leaving.

"I never underestimate the enemy, unless I don't regard them as enemies."

Pierre was still thinking about the meaning of her words, Qiao Nian had bent down and went in, leaving only his back.

"Not considering them as enemies... What does it mean... Does it mean that everyone is a partner, or... I don't take the people in the institute seriously."

If it was the former, Pierre could only say that she was indeed young and naive.

If it was the latter, Pierre stared at the direction where the woman disappeared, pursed his lips, and his eyes became complicated. This chemist is too crazy!

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"What did she reply to you?" The man in the hotel suite had bloodshot eyes and dark pupils. He sat up slowly from the sofa. His thin waist under the loose black shirt straightened up. His elbows naturally hung on his long legs. He pretended to be indifferent and said, "Give me your phone."

Gu San was like an ant on a hot pot. He wanted to help him anxiously, but was restrained by the oppression of the man. He hesitated and handed over the phone. In the dim living room where the sun was setting, he whispered, "Miss Qiao asked if you were awake."

Ye Wangchuan had already Having unlocked the phone skillfully, he flipped through their dialog box and read it quickly. He pulled down with his fingertips and found that Qiao Nian and him had only exchanged three short sentences. The dark blue feather cast a shadow, and he could not tell the emotion when he said, "...you care about me."

Gu San pricked up his ears to hear his words, and quietly defended Qiao Nian: "Master Wang, Miss Qiao wanted to find an antidote for you, so she took the risk. Giving you drugs is just a temporary measure."

"So you put drugs in the coffee." Ye Wangchuan turned the phone over and asked him calmly.

Gu San's back quickly broke out in a cold sweat, and he struggled with what to say. Finally, he apologized: "I'm sorry, Master Wang."

Ye Wangchuan said that and picked up his coat and stood up. The dizziness in his body had not yet dissipated, and his lungs were itchy because he woke up forcibly.

"Cough." Ye Wangchuan coughed while supporting himself on the sofa, and raised his fist to block his mouth, and saw the bright red color leaking from his fingers.

"Master Wang!" Gu San rushed over in shock, but was blocked by him with one hand. He bent down and took two pieces of paper from the coffee table to wipe the blood off the corners of his lips and hands, suppressed the itchy discomfort of his body, supported his forehead and said lazily: "You are not allowed to tell her about what I will do next. Got it?"

Gu San just opened his mouth: "I..."

He was greeted by the cold and fierce eyes of his master Wang; "If you don't understand, F Continent under Mo Xi's control is still short of a miner, you can go to take a shift, and come back in ten or twenty years."

Gu San: "..." Who is good enough to take a shift for twenty years? Even a jack can't hold it that well.

He resisted the man's threatening gaze and slid down to his knees very knowingly.

"Okay Master Wang, I understand."