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Profound Nether Continent, Su Residence.

"You ugly bastard, you actually dared to steal my Jade Face Paste!"

A cute little girl holding a golden whip was whipping the curled body on the ground.

He was wearing only a white robe, but the criss-crossing wounds on his thin body were very eye-catching.

"Big sister Qin Rou, not me … "Ahhh!"

Before Su Qingyue could finish her explanation, a whip filled with spirit energy suddenly lashed out!

There weren't many pieces of good meat to begin with, but this time, there was another ruthless lash.

The servants to the side were all so frightened that they did not dare to breathe. They looked at the trembling body with noses, noses, and hearts, and they all felt their hearts palpitate, not daring to move an inch.

"Miss! No! Sixth Miss, I beg you to let me go! That Jade Face Paste was not stolen by the young miss! "

In the distance, Green Bamboo trembled in anxiety as he was held down by two guards.

"Humph, so what if you say so?! See if I don't beat you to death, you lowly bastard! "

Su Qingrou laughed coldly and raised her whip once again without a care. This time, she used 100% of her spirit energy.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

At this time, the curled up body on the ground suddenly didn't even tremble. Green Bamboo's heart thumped; it wanted to rush over in panic.

"Miss … No! Miss, you have to hold on! "

At this time, the two guards holding the green bamboo loosened their grip. As soon as the green bamboo was released, due to inertia, they instantly threw themselves in front of its curled up body.

"Miss, how are you? Don't scare the green bamboo! "

The green bamboo hurriedly pulled Su Qingyue's hand that was losing its temperature, shaking the body in panic. However, the cold sensation made her eyes fill up with tears.

"Eh? "He died just like that?"

Su Qingrou suddenly let out a soft laugh, as if she were in an extremely happy mood.

"Tell daddy, Su Qingyue is seriously ill and died before she can be cured."

As Su Qingrou slowly finished speaking, she looked down at Su Qingyue's corpse and the green bamboo that was crying with undisguised disgust in her eyes.

"Throw the body to the back of the mountain so it won't dirty my eyes."

Just as he finished speaking, two servants ran over with smiles on their faces, ready to lift their bodies up.

"NO!" I won't let you take the young miss away! "

Her pale face was covered in tears as she tightly held onto the young lady's hand. She had originally thought that her mood would be better today when she brought Young Miss out for a stroll, but she didn't think that she would run into Su Qingrou.

Miss normally didn't like arguing with others. Su Qingrou had always enjoyed bullying her, so how could she be let off today?

"Just you wait!" I will tell my old master! Beat my young lady to death! Just wait for your deaths! "

When Su Qingrou heard this, her expression slightly froze. A trace of ruthlessness quickly flashed through her eyes as she turned around and stomped on Qing Zhu's thin and weak body.

Green Bamboo's face turned white from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

"It looks like that slut's girl isn't knowledgeable! You even dare to talk back to Master! "

Su Qingrou slowly moved her feet away. Her originally charming face was now filled with a sinister viciousness.

Twenty-first century -

Secret Service —

Su Qingyue's hand that was holding the red wine paused for a moment, then her lips curled up slightly.

He slowly turned around and looked at the person behind him who was pointing a gun at him.

"You've done so much and acted for so long, are you tired?" With a casual tone and indifferent attitude, she leisurely took a sip of red wine and looked at the youth with a smile.

"You … "When did you see it?!"

Her right-hand woman had long since realized that something was wrong.

"This question doesn't mean anything, does it?" Su Qingyue's red lips curled up, but her eyes were filled with merciless killing intent! Did he really think that the head of the secret service counted money every day?

A silver light flashed, and the silver needle accurately pierced into Yan Cheng's palm.

"You want to kill me just like that?" Yan Cheng glanced coldly at the silver needle.

Su Qingyue smiled, her exquisite facial features full of ridicule.

"You know me, I've never liked it. One shot, one kill."

As soon as he said that, a sharp pain came from his arm. Yan Cheng's face contorted for a while, then he gritted his teeth and looked at the girl who was acting leisurely: "You, you actually managed to create Bone Cutting Powder!"

"You really can't stay too long!"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Yan Cheng's handsome face.

Su Qingyue frowned. She instinctively felt that something was wrong, but when she saw that there was green smoke coming from Yan Cheng's body, her gaze tightened.

These words were actually wrapped around his body like a bomb?

"Tsk, do you think I'm afraid of bombs?"

Su Qingyue smiled. She was not afraid of dying at all.

"Of course not. Why would you care about a mere bomb? But what if you don't have a way out? "

Su Qingyue clenched her hands and turned around to leave. If she didn't leave now, when would she?

But... Where the f * ck is the door?

"Want to leave?" "No way!" There really was nothing wrong with that.

Su Qingyue rubbed her forehead helplessly.

"Hahahahaha, this is a completely sealed space that I developed! Without my password, even if you had wings you wouldn't have been able to escape!"

This is bad! The time for the explosion was almost up!

In the next second, a mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky!

There was also the indistinct angry roar of Su Qian Yue.

"Damn it!"

And so … The president of the secret service, Su Qingyue.

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