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The Protector

Chapter: 770

Qiao Jinqiu ordered: “After the fan meeting is over, please bring me these two women!”

“Understand, Master Qiao, promise to complete the task!”

Everyone said in unison.

Qiao Jinqiu then left.

He is in a foreign restaurant, waiting for the arrival of the two.

He likes the sense of ritual.

Everything needs romance.

Otherwise, such a woman would be a violent thing when she slept.

The atmosphere must be in place.

So he sent someone to invite.

Instead of forcibly bringing it back.

In the evening, after the fan meeting is over.

When Li Ziran and Zheng Zihan were about to leave, an extended Rolls-Royce stopped at the door.

There were several servants beside the car, all wearing tuxedos.

The leading butler even made a gentleman’s gift: “Miss Li, Hello, Miss Zheng! On behalf of Jiang Hai Qiao Jia Qiao Jinqiu Young Master, I invite you to dinner!”

But at this moment, Ye Junlin drove to the front, blocking in front of the bonus Rolls Royce.

“Let’s go, get in the car, and invite you to dinner.”

Ye Jun approached.

Li Ziran and Zheng Zihan refused the invitation of Qiao’s housekeeper, got directly into Ye Junlin’s car, and then drove away.

These servants were stunned for a long time in the same place, and then they reacted one by one.

“What’s the matter? How did people get picked up?”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

People were not invited to talk, but they were picked up by a man.

“Chasing, chase me quickly!”

A group of people chased out, but there are still people there?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

After being snatched away, how can I explain to Shao Qiao when I go back?

French restaurant.

Qiao Jinqiu looked at the servants in front of him, and he smiled.

“In front of you, did you pick up both of them for me?”

Qiao Jinqiu asked with a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right, eating the steak.

The middle-aged butler lowered his head and tremblingly said: “Yes, Master, we are not catching up!”

“But Master, I have sent someone to find it.”

Qiao Jinqiu waved at him: “Come here!”

The middle-aged butler came to Qiao Jinqiu puzzled.

“Master, you have something, please order.”

Suddenly, a flash of coldness flashed in Qiao Jinqiu’s eyes.

“Puff!”

The fork in his hand pierced into the butler’s body.

“Puff!”

“Puff!”

“Puff!”

Qiao Jinqiu didn’t stop, repeatedly stabbing the fork fiercely.

For a while, blood splashed.

After more than a dozen stabs, the butler has no breath.

He fell straight to the ground with a bang.

“What’s the use of raising your waste?”

Qiao Jinqiu roared.

“Master, we were wrong…”

The other servants immediately fell to their knees in fright and kept begging for mercy.

Qiao Jinqiu took a knife and fork and came to these people.

“Puff!”

“Puff!”

A random stabbing at the four servants, blood spattered everywhere.

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