Zhou Yu, whose skin was as thin as paper, was almost in tears.
Who would have thought that following the master to attend a carnival party would end up being a terrifying counter-surveillance espionage escape script...
In a flash, he was still worried in his heart: "What about my master? Isn’t it very dangerous for her to stay here?"
The seductive expression on the dancer’s face completely disappeared, replaced by a mocking look as she glanced at Zhou Yu: "Young man, take care of your own little life, don’t drag down our boss. Our boss doesn’t need your worry."
Zhou Yu: "..."
Bo...Boss???
The master he respected the most, besides being the goddess Xihe, seed to have another terrible identity he didn’t know!
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At this mont.
In the won’s restroom.
Qin Xin washed her hands and took out a small bottle of potion and drank it.
She was aware that there was sothing wrong with the juice, but if she had refused to drink it on the spot, Wolff would have flipped out for sure.
A dozen bodyguards outside the private room would have rushed in.
Though she wasn’t afraid of those dozen African cronies, she didn’t want a direct confrontation, especially since Zhou Yu hadn’t retreated yet; she needed to delay ti, let that foolish boy escape with the dancer’s arrangent first.
Once Zhou Yu was gone, nothing could threaten her, and Wolff’s secret base was just hers to stroll through freely.
So, the juice was no big deal to drink, after all, she had plenty of detoxifying potions.
Qin Xin drank the detoxification potion, leisurely put on a mask again, and was preparing to put on a n’s coat and climb from the window of the won’s restroom to the n’s restroom.
Suddenly.
The innermost stall of the restroom opened.
Sara walked towards her, biting her lip, without saying a word.
Qin Xin paused.
In an instant, many thoughts ran through her mind.
Including the previous villainous idea of using Sara as a hostage to coerce Wolff to show up, which inevitably resurfaced again.
Ah, this little girl is so pure, it’s hard to resist committing so cri.
Sara stopped in front of her.
Qin Xin narrowed her eyes, curled her lips into a smile: "Sister, coming to call daddy?"
Sara’s pretty face flushed red from her ears: "Xihe... I’m sorry, I apologize for my previous arrogance. You’re the true racer, I admire you wholeheartedly."
Qin Xin raised an eyebrow: "So?"
Sara suddenly lowered her voice: "Quick, co with ."
Qin Xin didn’t move.
Looking at her: "Why?"
Sara bit her lip, anxiously stomping her foot lightly: "My dad is going to catch you. His bodyguards are all outside."
Qin Xin laughed: "So what?"
Sara was almost in tears: "He’s going to have soone turn you into a racing robot... Aren’t you afraid? Well, you probably haven’t heard of robots made from real human bodies, right? They’ll dig out your heart, replace it with an artificial chip, and from then on, you’ll have no awareness, no free thought of your own, just a machine operating according to the program... You don’t understand, this is a very terrifying thing... Matthew, Matthew was ruined by them like that..."
Qin Xin’s expression changed slightly.
Didn’t expect this seemingly innocent little princess to know quite a bit of insider information.
She hesitated for a mont, playfully asking Sara: "Do you know what you’re saying? The secret your dad painstakingly hid, you expose completely to an outsider like , don’t you think it’s very dangerous? Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you to silence you?"
Sara shook her head vigorously: "No. You’re not that kind of person, I trust you."
Qin Xin raised an eyebrow: "Little sister, don’t easily trust anyone, including ."
At least, a few seconds ago, I had wicked plans for you.
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