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In an aristocratic villa on Ring Street, a charming man wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket was lazily reclining on a soft tiger-skin sofa. His slender legs were casually placed on the crystal coffee table opposite. His jade-like white hands were crossed together. His long black hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, making his beautiful and enchanting face even more charming. The black color highlighted the fair skin, and the tight-fitting leather jacket wrapped his perfect and slender figure. The man standing opposite him trembled from time to time, because he knew that this noble and enchanting man had the face of an angel but the cold heart of a devil - murderous, bloodthirsty, disowned, and as cruel as a devil from hell.
"Su... Young Master Su..." The man said tremblingly. Although he had tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, he could not help but tremble. He stared at the ground and endured the pressure emanating from the noble man opposite him. He was already on the verge of collapse.
"Huh?" Suning raised her sexy eyebrows, gesturing for him to continue.
The man hurriedly knelt down and said respectfully and tremblingly: "Young Master Su, my subordinate has found Aixinjueluo Yinhu's jadeite finger. Then Young Master Su, would you like to take it back..."
"Oh?" Suning opened her sexy thin lips and said in a slightly magnetic voice, "Hurry up and go."
After hearing this, the man rolled back and crawled out.
Suning smiled coldly. At this time, he was as frightening to everyone as Shura.
Anyone who stands in his way dies
Those who stand in his way perish
Those who rebel against him would be worse off than dead!
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