A cigarette was finished as Bo Yanching rolled up the car window.
There was only one road, and when Bo Yanching drove past Nan Jiaojiao, he did not recognize her.
She was wearing the same black camisole as Lu Zhenzhen, sexy and bold, with a hat pressed low on her head, obscuring her face. Her clothes were different, her aura distinct, and topped off with her fierce demeanor, Bo Yanching did not associate this person with Nan Jiaojiao at all.
Yaen Chi gave a meaningful glance, "The girl is quite fierce, with many clever moves, every strike lethal. She likely did not want to trouble herself by maiming them badly and used just enough force to ensure they could recover—quite impressive. When did Rongcheng City produce such a character?"
"That waist, quite slender."
A distance away, Bo Yanching's phone rang—it was from the Bo Family's butler. As soon as he answered, the voice on the other end was frantic, "Third Master, the young master is missing!"
"Screech—"
