Chapter 811

"An Xiaoning, I don't know... I don't know. I'm in a mess now..." Lu silently frowned. "I love a shallow song... I... really don't know..."

"Well, well, if you don't know, you don't want to. We don't want to."

Let the bodyguard send Lu silently back to the apartment. Rong Yan and Luo Anning also get on the bus and go back to Rong residence.

Wu Yuqing was about to get on the bus when Feng churui's phone rang. He just picked it up and said less than a word. His face suddenly changed.

Having known him for so long, Wu Yuqing has never seen the emotion of anger, worry and panic on his face. He is the head of the city. Even if something happened in the metropolis under his jurisdiction, he has never seen his emotion so exposed.

"Watch her first, I'll come right away!" Hung up the phone in a hurry and just looked at Wu Yuqing's inquiry. Feng churui found that he had just lost his attitude.

Almost immediately, he adjusted his facial expression, noble and elegant, calm and calm, and returned to his face. Looking at Wu Yuqing, he said calmly: "Yuqing, I have something temporarily. Let the driver take you home."

Although Wu Yuqing had questions, she held back and obediently got on the car and asked the driver to take her home.

From the rearview mirror, she saw that Feng churui took secretary Wu, stopped a taxi and drove in the opposite direction. The distance between the two cars increased, and finally disappeared.

At the same time, outside a private room of the 'Golden Rose' bar, the j mission surrounded it and was responsible for the sweep. Yellow. Sweep. The poison Captain stood at the door like a door god, waiting for Lord s.

When Feng churui arrived, he walked to the private room with a gloomy face. When he saw the captain, he nodded and motioned, "it's hard. Open the door."

"Yes!" The captain waved his hand and kicked open the private room door. The scenery officer rushed in quickly to control the scene.

As soon as the private room door was opened, the music with a strong rhythm came overwhelming, shaking people's eardrums. Feng churui frowned more tightly and stepped in.

At first glance, Wu Xuewei, who was held in her arms by a foreign young man, was seen among more than a dozen men and women. More than a dozen people looked very drunk. On the tea table, there were white powder and straws that had not been cleaned up in time

They're taking drugs!

The captain shut down the deafening music and whispered, "everyone squat down and hold your head in both hands!"

"Music... Who turned off the music? Turn it on..."

“ohshi。t！”

“fuc。k……”

These men and women in their early twenties swearing and staggering to turn on the music. The next second, they were all controlled by member J and couldn't move on the ground.

There are few people who use y. Wu Xuewei happens to be one of them. She is strong in y. she has begun to show illusion. She is crying and laughing with a foreign guy. She looks crazy.

Feng churui jumped suddenly on his temple, grabbed secretary Wu who was going to come forward, went straight to Wu Xuewei, fished her with his long arm, pulled her out of the arms of the foreign guy, with great strength and rude action.

Looking at Feng churui, the foreign guy was dissatisfied that the person in his arms was pulled away and immediately asked, "who are you? Give her back to me!"

Feng churui looked down at Wu Xuewei. There was a raging fire burning in his chest. He raised his eyes disdainfully and didn't answer the question: "who are you?"

The foreign guy was shocked by his momentum and stepped back. He said unconvinced, "I'm her classmate. Who are you?"