Ning Xi's eyes turned chilly. "We were once colleagues, after all. I don't want to hurt you, don't make me do it!"
The woman grinned. "Had it been the last time, I might not have been able to win, but now...I heard that you can't even face Feng Xiaoxiao for more than a few minutes!"
Ning Xi had nothing to say.
How did she even know about this?
"Bro Xi, follow me. If it's possible, I don't want to hurt you either," said the woman.
Ning Xi took a glance at the gun strapped to the woman's waist and she understood the woman was trying to be polite.
Not only did Ning Xi not have any weapons on her, even if she did, she would not be able to handle someone who was sent by Feng Jin.
Ning Xi got into the car in the end.
There was also a man in the car, designated to be the driver, and the woman sat at the back with Ning Xi.
The woman searched through Ning Xi's outfit and even checked the small black hair clip on her.
