Outright Favoritism Chapter 753: : Is the key given to Yun?

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Li Qiao didn't intend to hide Yun Li from them from the beginning.

Qizi and Yun Li are very familiar. Once they meet unexpectedly, a little carelessness will put Yun Li in danger.

Li Qiao briefly explained a few words. Xia Siyu put down the coffee cup with great care, his face was extremely ugly, "Is he brain-dead?"

Several people cast their sights one after another, Xia Siyu's eyes flashed, a little embarrassed, and said: "I mean Old Dog Shen..."

At this moment, Luo Yu came back with a glass of milk. Li Qiao took it and said casually: "When he comes, you can ask in person."

In this regard, Su Moshi didn't laugh, Song Liao also scratched his head, with a blank face not knowing what to say.

The pointer walked half a circle, and Shen Qingye came to the cafe with a full body of alcohol.

Xia Siyu drank several sips of coffee before suppressing the urge to beat him.

Shen Qingye sat down with a chair hooked, pressed his thumb against his temple, and said indistinctly, "I have met a few old colleagues with my dad in the past. I'm late, don't mind."

Xia Siyu held the coffee cup with one hand, tilted Erlang's legs, nose was not nose and eyes were not eyes, staring at Shen Qingye, whispering critically: "Why didn't you drink to death?"

Shen Qingye didn't hear clearly, and drunk his eyes vaguely approached her, "What did you say, trafficker?"

Xia Siyu pushed his head aside in disgust, and said something to stay away from me. In short, it doesn't look pleasing to the eye.

This is anger.

……

On the other side, in the underground parking lot of Boli Hotel, a man and a woman leaned out from a low-key black Jaguar.

He Chen put on a windbreaker, stood there and stomped his feet, looking from the roof of the car to Yin Mo near the driver's door, "This broken hotel is used by your Duke's Mansion to entertain VIPs?"

Yin Mo keenly observed the monitoring points of the parking lot, without even looking at He Chen, "You can do it yourself."

He Chen pinched his waist with one hand and didn't know where he took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth. When he lit it, he vaguely said: "If I'm gone, are you sure you can explain to Xiao Yeyan?"

Yin Mo pursed his lips, slapped him in the air, and walked directly toward the elevator without speaking.

He Chen followed her unhurriedly, his eyes admiring her figure unscrupulously.

Well, as long as you don't speak, you are indeed a stunner.

Even though Yin Mo was walking in front, the sight from behind still made her feel uncomfortable, and she might be able to punish her a little while changing other people.

It was He Chen who couldn't beat or scold him. Yin Mo had never seen such a shameless man.

The two entered the elevator, and He Chen still had a cigarette in his mouth.

Yin Mo frowned and tapped the sign on the wall.

He Chen glanced at him, spit out a large cloud of smoke, pressed down his handsome face and leaned in front of Yin Mo.

"What are you doing?" Yin Mo turned sideways, squinting vigilantly.

He Chen smiled frivolously with his cigarette holder, "I'll give you the cigarette."

Yin Mo swallowed his throat, looked at his narrow eyes and sharp-angled jaw at close range, took a step back, said the word, "Go away."

He Chen sneered, copied his trouser pocket with one hand, raised his right hand and pressed it on the car behind Yin Mo, "What should you use to block your mouth?"

The distance between the two of them was getting closer, and Yin Mo instantly tightened like a frightened bird.

Because of He Chen's flirtatious teasing, she thought of certain images of hatred.

"He, Chen!" Yin Mo stared at him angrily, slamming his fist into his handsome face uncontrollably, "You bastard."

She used a lot of strength, and he stopped her fist easily, less than one centimeter away from He Chen's cheek, "Do you like flirting with me so much?"

The elevator door opened before the voice fell--

This famous scene, let alone the five sons, even Yin Mo was unexpected.

Outside the elevator, the five sons headed by Li Qiao looked at them with different expressions. Inside the elevator, He Chen half pressed Yin Mo, confining her between her body and the car.

Shen Qingye stood at the back, drunkly pulling away Li Qiao, squinting his eyes and moving forward, "This beauty is so familiar..."

Su Moshi covered his mouth from behind and forcibly dragged him back.

Shen Qingye was speechless, apparently drunk.

At this moment, Li Qiao looked at He Chen lightly, and raised her eyebrows calmly. She didn't speak, and so did He Chen.

Yin Mo seemed to want to speak, but He Chen circled his waist and pressed him in his arms.

Exchange good books. Pay attention now to receive cash red envelopes!

Li Qiao walked into the elevator, and she glanced at the monitor diagonally above her eyes. When all the other people walked in, she reached out and grabbed the gun from Song Liao's side waist. She turned on the monitor without looking at it. One shot.

The surveillance camera was smashed, and then Li Qiao looked sideways and shot another shot at the wire, and the red light of surveillance went out.

The Buli Hotel is a residence prepared by the Duke’s Mansion for the invited guests. You don’t need to think about it and know that the monitoring is sufficient to monitor everyone’s movements.

In the elevator, there was silence.

Then, Song Liao looked down at the empty holster on his side waist, raised his eyes dumbfounded, "Cab...How do I report?"

He is an Interpol, and he needs to report back to the headquarters to use a gun.

How to write the reason?

Seeing that the monitoring is not pleasing to the eye, shooting to vent your anger?

Li Qiao put the gun into his hand expressionlessly, "Give me the bullet model."

Song Liao said ‘oh’, opened the magazine to show her, "51 type 25MM, more, spare."

He Chen glanced at this scene, smacked his tongue, and muttered in his heart two words: Hanbi.

"Let go of me..." At this moment, Yin Mo struggled twice in his arms, demanding in a dull voice.

He Chen took down the burnt cigarette **** at the corner of his mouth and looked down at his head in his arms, "Be honest."

What the fuck, so many people!

Except for Shen Qingye, who was drunk, Xia Siyu and others looked at Yin Mo as if nothing.

Yin's second son, the seventh son of the border, hasn't seen him for many years, right?

He was actually held in his arms by Nanyang Chen, and he looked very intimate.

Xia Siyu don't open her face, don't want to speculate too much, it's useless except to increase troubles.

Su Moshi held the unsteady Shen Qingye with one hand, looked at the number of the elevator jumping, and calmly said: "Out of the elevator, there are monitoring everywhere, there are limited bullets, you can't finish it."

Li Qiao pursed her lips, looked directly at the elevator wall, and said quietly, "Is the key given to Yun?"

Yin Mo pushed He Chen away hard, with a hint of expression in his eyes, trying to approach Li Qiao.

But she couldn't think of it. In an instant, three arms crossed between them and blocked her way.

Su Moshi, Xia Siyu, Song Liao...

The three people guarded Li Qiao to her side and at the same time stretched out their hands to prevent Yin Mo from approaching.

This move is comparable to murder and condemnation.

The light in Yin Mo's eyes extinguished instantly, as if covered in dust, gray and gloomy, she lowered her head, her voice was faint and self-deprecating, "Yes."

Li Qiao tilted her head to look at Yin Mo, tugging at the corner of her mouth, exhorting: "Be careful about everything."

Yin Mo raised his eyelids and ran into Li Qiao's worried eyes, and smiled far-fetched, "Okay."