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"Sister He, should we inform Doyle?"

Although Patty was a killer, she was still a little uneasy when faced with the size of the pass team. She would definitely not care if they fought alone, but the pass team represented by Oshima was quite terrifying. The pass team was a gang known for assassinations.

"No need. Today, I will take down all three of them."

Little Wan was confident.

"Sister He, are you taking more medicine today?"

Patty asked worriedly.

"No, that's too much of a cliche. Moreover, he will fall for it once, so he might not fall for it again. Tonight, I want to play with their intelligence and let them rebel against me."

Little Wan's cold eyes were filled with unquestionable affirmation.

"Sister He, you …" You already have an idea? "

Patty was still very worried. Two was more than three, and she had no chance of winning.

This is the Grand Hotel. Patty dumped the car into the parking lot, her palms sweating.

Sister He was too bold to go on a date alone.

"Petey, you don't have to go in. Just pay attention to the outside and get rid of the people outside."

After looking around, Little Wan calmly spoke.

"Sister He, you're going in alone?"

Patty said in surprise.

"Yes, a single move would be even more challenging."

Little Wan tugged on her shoulder belt and smiled confidently.

"Sister He, you take care. I'll go in after I finish taking care of the things outside."

Little Wan nodded and walked into the hotel with confident steps.

With every step she took, there was another hint of hatred. This was the hotel that Shu Zhenhui had sold out to her. It seemed like Wen Jingchen had done it on purpose, was he hinting that today was also a conspiracy?

Wen Jingchen, if that's what you think, then you're wrong. I'm no longer He Wan from seven years ago.

After changing into a smile, Little Wan entered the same room as she did seven years ago.

It was here that they had plotted against her seven years ago, and it was also because of them that she had to leave Iphie and the children.

Today, seven years later, at the same place, she would not be schemed against again.

He politely knocked on the door, then pushed it open and entered.

Wen Jingchen, you are really shameless, you actually invited Shu Zhenhui over.

"Little Wan, Uncle has always wanted to see you, so I took the initiative to invite Uncle along. You won't blame me, right?"

Wen Jingchen got up and pulled out a chair for Wan.

"You're the boss, I don't have a problem with who you want to invite."

Little Wan sat down and said coldly.

"Elder sister, what about me? Is my appearance really making big sister uncomfortable? "

Shu Lei, who had been staring at Xiao Wan ever since she came in, asked.

Actually, when Wan'er entered the room, the first thing she noticed wasn't Shu Zhenhui Hui, but the one who was undergoing plastic surgery, Shu Lei.

Although it had been a while, her face still hadn't returned to normal. It was still very disgusting.

"I won't feel sorry for someone who isn't related to me. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Looking at the amber liquid in the cup in front of her, the painful memory surfaced in her mind once more.

She stood up, picked up her glass, and poured the contents into the cups of the three of them one by one.

"Xiao Wan, don't tell me you thought I drugged her again."

Shu Zhenhui frowned at Wan'er, seemingly very unhappy.

"Once bitten by a snake, you are afraid of being bitten by a rope for ten years."

Wan'er didn't hide anything, she was just afraid that they would drug her. Once tricked, she wouldn't do it again, and it was hard to be sure that they wouldn't use the same trick today.

"I'm so scared. Then let's exchange for it together. Jing Chen, you shouldn't care about this small amount of money, right?"

Shu Zhenhui used his seniority to his advantage and said.

"No, since Father-in-law has said so, let's do it."

When Wen Jingchen said 'father-in-law,' Little Wan became even more vigilant.

"There's no need to change the wine. Wen Jingchen, what's the purpose of treating me to a meal today?"

Little Wan frowned, their suggestion of exchanging wine had further increased her suspicions.

"Wan, no matter what, you and Xiao Lei are sisters. Inviting elder sister for a meal is a good news for elder sister. Next month, after Xiao Lei's third plastic surgery, we will have a wedding …"

Shu Zhenhui's pair of watery eyes were filled with pride, as if he was waiting to enjoy the spicy taste of the dish.

"Congratulations, I will not participate in your wedding, but there will be a lot of presents. I wish you a hundred years of good harmony."

Little Wan raised the cup with fresh milk, and the other three people also raised their cup, and actually started drinking with her.

"Thank you elder sister, I was wrong in the past. I was too arrogant and hurt my sister's feelings. I hope elder sister can forgive me."

The fact that Shu Lei had suddenly become a tame little girl really made Wan a little uncomfortable.

"You don't need to be so intimate. In our lifetime, in our next life, we will never be siblings. Since today, I have come and achieved your goal, then I will take my leave now."

Little Wan stood up. If they were to get married like she said, then she would be at ease. She was afraid that this might be another conspiracy.

"Little Wan, wait, are you really that heartless? "No matter what, I am still Yi Fei's elder brother …"

Wen Jingchen stood up and stopped Wan.

"So that's the case. You didn't accept the shares when I gave them to you. Sorry, I'm not giving you any today. After all that you've done to us, Yi Fei and I will not forgive you."

"Wan, I think you should know that Qing Zi, the big boss of the Shankou crew, hates you to the bones. She came to find me, and as long as you transfer 20% of the shares to me and send me to the Star King, I'll help you deal with Qing Zi, the big boss."

Wen held Wan's hand as if he was afraid she would leave.

"Wen Jingchen, did you know? "When you spend all your money on Murderous Yi Fei, you are a shameless synonym. Do you think that I will buy you more money to kill you?"

Little Wan sneered, she had truly overestimated Wen Jingchen, so he was only here to ask for money, it seemed like he was already at the end of his road.

"Little Wan, even if we die, we can't revive. I was wrong about Yi Fei, but that was also forced by you. If you didn't plot to take away all the shares, I wouldn't have …"

"Wen Jingchen, are you still so obsessed? Will, do you think that after you kill Uncle Zhong, everything will change? In fact, Yi Fei did not take the inheritance to heart. You were the one who forced him to do it. "

Little Wan looked at Wen Jingchen, his expression was like a pug's, and the anger in her heart ignited.

If he was just weak and didn't have any backbone, they wouldn't mind giving him all the shares of the Star King. But since he didn't have the ability, it was already too late for him to do so many harmful things.

"Then don't blame me for what happened today. Money is the same as people. I have to get it no matter what."

Wen Jingchen said as he pulled Little Wan into his embrace, tugging at her shoulder straps with all his might.

"Wen Jingchen, you really are shameless. Let go of me …"

Little Wan struggled as she used her heel to stomp on his foot.

Wen Jingchen was relieved of the pain. Wan wanted to go, but was stopped by Shu Zhenhui Hui.

"What are you going to do?"

Little Wan looked at the approaching Shu Zhenhui with extreme unease. His gaze was off, along with Wen Jingchen. What had happened to them?

"There was aphrodisiac in the wine, but I didn't expect it to be used on me. Hahaha …"

Shu Lei's mocking laughter reminded Wan of something.

It really was drugged, and it was such a shameless bewitching medicine.

"You guys are truly despicable and shameless, you call this eating evil fruit. Shu Lei, then your marriage is also a lie?"

Wan-Er wanted to get out of the way, but she didn't expect that the washroom, which was always shut tight, would actually open up and allow her to leave.

"Qing Zi, you …"

Little Wan looked at Qing Zi, who was walking out of the washroom with a shocked expression. She had nearly been hugged by Wen Jingchen.

"That's right, I'm very curious, what kind of expression would Wen Yifei have if he were to see the wonderful 'movie' where you and a man coexist?"

Qing Zi glanced at the men and women who were fighting on the sofa. That rough breathing and groaning was really an excellent third grade film.

Wan picked up the bottle of wine on the table and knocked on Shu Zhenhui, who was standing at the side.

No matter how hateful Shu Zhenhui was, she couldn't allow him to commit even more heinous acts. Knocking him out was only saving him from the 18 Hells.

"He Wan, I've always been curious about your charm. I've been listening in there for a long time, so it turns out that you're the one who's hiding your true power, using the name of justice to do despicable things."

Qing walked over to Little Wan, her eyes filled with a sinister and sinister calculating look.

"Oshima, this is not Japan. Don't think you're too perfect."

Wan backed away, waiting, waiting for Patty to appear.

"I know, He Xiao Wan, don't underestimate me. I'm not one of those retarded young mistresses."

Qing Zi took a big stride and grabbed Little Wan's hair.

Wan'er didn't cry out for pain, she was already used to it. In front of this woman, she couldn't cry out for pain either.

"Qing Zi, this is a legal society, you …"

His scalp ached, and his neck was once again gripped by the woman's wrist. Even breathing became difficult.

"So what if it's a legal society? I'm not going to kill you, nor will I do anything violent to you. I'm going to treat you to a drink."

Oshima lets go of Wan's hair and bites the cap off the bottle in her hand.

Wan'er watched on calmly, watching her put the pill into the bottle of wine, smiling proudly as she held the bottle.

All of a sudden, a woman's bra was thrown over her head, causing her heart to tremble. She wasn't afraid of anything else, but she was afraid that it was also an aphrodisiac.

Oshima, you …" You... "Ah …

Without waiting for Wan to finish, she opened her mouth and poured the bottle of wine into her mouth.

"Ugh …" Cough … "Let me go …"

Little Wan, who choked on the alcohol, felt her heart turn cold. She did not know that her strength had taken the bottle away from her.

"He Wan, do you think you can take it?"

Although Qing Zi didn't snatch the bottle back, she drank quite a bit and estimated that the effects would soon take effect.

"Sister He, are you alright?"

The door opened and Patty came in.

"Patty, help me get her under control."

Wan pointed at Oshima with the bottle in her hand.

Patty looked at Yasuko Oshima and then at the white, tangled mass of meat on the sofa. She was calmer.

"Sister He, leave it to me."

Patty sneered. How shameless of a woman to put aphrodisiac in wine.

"I know who you are, but you might not be able to defeat me."

Qing Zi said carelessly.

"Then let's compete and see who wins today and who loses."

She moved like a bolt of lightning to the side of Oshima. Oshima did a reversal and avoided it.

Wan'er sat on the chair, calmly looking at the two of them. After the alcohol entered her throat, her body began to heat up, the alcohol catalyzed the effects of the medicine.

"Patty, you have to finish this quickly."

Little Wan panted and went into the bathroom, hoping that the cold water would quench her burning desire.

After soaking herself in the cold water, Wan'er felt slightly better. The cold water seemed to have neutralized the pain in her body.

"Sister He, I've already restrained her."

Another wave of heat rose in Wan's body, just as Patty said Oshima was under control.

"Patty, watch her. I'm coming."

After using cold water to pour it over the entire bathroom, Wan'er got out of the water and took the leftover liquor out of the bathroom.

"He Wan, if you have the ability, we can fight alone. What's the point of relying on others?"

Qing Oshima roared when he saw Little Wan coming out.

"I do not have the ability, so I can only rely on others. However, I am willing to compete with you today. Thus, we will compete in endurance and composure."

Little Wan smiled as she walked to the side of Qing Shui. She pinched the bottom of her stool and poured the rest of the wine into her mouth.

"Ugh …" Don't... "No need to drink …"

Qing Oshima screamed in panic.

"It's not up to you. I've discovered that I'm liking to deal with others the way they treat me more and more …"