"Hey beautiful, we're on the sa side here, no need for this," Lin Tian said, full of helplessness.
"Sa side?" i Ruyan glared at Lin Tian. "Who says I'm on the sa side as you?"
"To be brief, Miss Bai asked to find you and inquire about Du Dahai," Lin Tian got straight to the point.
"Du Dahai?" i Ruyan frowned, then parted her red lips slightly, "You want to beco enemies with Du Dahai?"
"I'm just asking about Du Dahai, I didn't say I want to be enemies with him, right?" Lin Tian felt this woman was a bit off.
"Du Dahai, male, 49 years old, loves won. That's it!" i Ruyan said in one breath.
Lin Tian was so annoyed. This woman just spouted nonsense!
So difficult to deal with!!!
"I'm asking about the strong n under Du Dahai," Lin Tian whispered, "Miss Bai ans to take care of all of Du Dahai's n!"
"Take care?" i Ruyan sneered. "You're dreaming!"
"How to take care of them? With just you?"
"With just !" Lin Tian said confidently, knowing that he hadn't yet used the techniques recorded in the Tyrant Emperor's Record, but was already powerful.
Regarding Du Dahai's n, Lin Tian felt he could put up a fight.
"Alright, since you said so, take care of one person first. Solve him, and I'll tell you everything about Du Dahai," i Ruyan said seriously.
Lin Tian caught the undertone in i Ruyan's words, "You're testing ?"
"Yes, if you pass the test, I'll tell you. If you can't even pass this test, what's the point of talking about Du Dahai's n?" i Ruyan looked at Lin Tian's young face.
She thought he was blindly arrogant.
i Ruyan didn't even dare claim she could handle Du Dahai's n.
What makes you, a young kid, think you can say that?
Anyone can boast, but in this matter, boasting will lead to big trouble!
"I accept, who do I take care of?" Lin Tian said without hesitation.
"Courageous!" i Ruyan nodded approvingly, rested her legs, put on her high heels, and stood up.
"Follow , you'll know when we get there!" i Ruyan walked towards the monitoring room's exit.
In Bai Shishi's office, Bai Shishi sat in front of the computer watching the surveillance footage of Lin Tian following i Ruyan. She muttered, "I don't know if trusting him is wrong or right. I'm betting everything this ti!"
In the underground parking lot level minus one, the two ca out of the elevator, i Ruyan said coldly, "Wait here, I'll get the car!"
"Okay!" Lin Tian nodded and stood in place.
"Vroom~ Vroom~!"
The underground parking lot suddenly echoed with the roar of exhaust pipes.
A heavy motorcycle stopped in front of Lin Tian, i Ruyan took off the black helt on her head, revealing a prominent white skull print in its center.
"What are you waiting for, get on!" i Ruyan urged.
"Wow, that's so cool!" Lin Tian exclaid in surprise.
i Ruyan was already wearing a black tight outfit, leather pants, high heels, paired with the heavy motorcycle, making Lin Tian's adrenaline rapidly increase.
Mind you, n naturally love vehicles, especially since i Ruyan's heavy motorcycle was really eye-catching.
Lin Tian's eyes widened.
Lin Tian quickly walked over, ready to get on, when i Ruyan tossed a helt over: "Put it on!"
"I wear this helt? How about we switch?" Lin Tian looked at the pink helt in his hand, conflicted.
The pink helt had a Doraemon printed in the center.
This helt was too feminine.
"No switch!" i Ruyan said flatly, "This is the only helt, are you wearing it or not?"
"Alright!"
No choice, for safety's sake, Lin Tian chose to wear the feminine helt.
Judging by i Ruyan's deanor, it seed she would ride really fast.
Safety first!
Sitting behind the heavy motorcycle, Lin Tian asked puzzled, "With such a feminine helt, why don't you wear it? You're a woman, after all?"
"Not stylish enough!" i Ruyan replied simply with three words.
Lin Tian was speechless. Indeed, compared to the white skull head, the Doraemon was not stylish!
Just as Lin Tian settled in, i Ruyan started the engine, which roared loudly.
"Hold on tight!"
As soon as i Ruyan's words fell, the heavy motorcycle shot forward before Lin Tian could react.
Lin Tian leaned back, almost falling off. He hurriedly clung to i Ruyan's waist, his head pressing against her back.
"Hey, lower your hands!" i Ruyan shouted through the helt.
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"I can't hear you!"
With the helts and the wind whooshing past his ears, Lin Tian genuinely couldn't hear i Ruyan.
As the speed increased, his hands instinctively raised and tightened their grip.
"You…" i Ruyan felt Lin Tian cling tightly, causing discomfort.
"Forget it!" Seeing shouting at Lin Tian wasn't working, i Ruyan sped up, heading quickly to their destination.
The more they rode, the tighter Lin Tian held on…
He didn't realize his hands were nearly reaching i Ruyan's chest…
With the screeching brakes, i Ruyan's high heels tapped the ground: "We've arrived!"
"Arrived?" Only then did Lin Tian release his grip on i Ruyan.
"Seriously, you're a grown man riding a heavy motorcycle, why cling so tightly?" i Ruyan rolled her eyes at Lin Tian, clearly displeased.
"Hehe!" Lin Tian awkwardly laughed. "It's my first ti, I was a bit scared!"
"Were you deliberately taking advantage of ?" i Ruyan snorted coldly, ignoring him.
They dismounted the bike, i Ruyan parked the heavy motorcycle at a bar entrance, Lin Tian looked up.
"Deep Bar?" Lin Tian glanced at the heavy tal styled décor, muttering to himself, "Could this be Du Dahai's territory too?"
"What are you staring at?" i Ruyan walked over after removing her helt.
"Is this his territory?" Lin Tian leaned closer to i Ruyan's ear querying.
"Good evening, Yan!" At this mont, a young man in a vest, with a blue dragon tattoo on his right arm, approached to greet.
"Hey~ Yan brought a chick to play today, huh?" the young man habitually greeted.
"I'm a guy!" Lin Tian explained, removing his helt.
"A big man wearing a pink helt, aren't you disgusting!" Whether to impress i Ruyan or to intentionally provoke, the young man spoke rudely to Lin Tian.
Being new, Lin Tian didn't protest, handing the pink helt back to i Ruyan.
"Store the helt for !" i Ruyan handed the helt to the young man, gesturing Lin Tian to enter the bar!
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