This is what they usually wear on the night of their death to hide their identities.

"alright!"

Sikong Jin handed the black mask to Xu Ruoying.

Xu Ruoying looked at the black mask. It felt like plastic, but it was very breathable.

It feels very comfortable to wear and does not feel oppressive.

Feng Lin took out the masks of No. 1 and No. 5 and said goodbye to Sikong Jin.

As Xu Ruoying is the boss of a large company, Feng Lin doesn't want her to be too famous.

…

Early the next morning.

Xu Ruoying told Zhao Qingqing that the company's affairs in the past few days would be left to her.

Feng Lin started the Wuling Hongguang and turned the car around.

He has already asked about the location. The Kaishan Palace is in the southern mountains of Huaidong Province.

It's about five hours away, just drive there.

Not to mention Jinguji Akie and the knife.

Today, Jinguji Akihui and Xu Ruoying are both wearing black sportswear.

Although it is true that people rely on clothes.

But with their looks and figures, even ordinary sportswear can't hide their beauty.

After spending three hours, Feng Lin finally reached the border of Huaidong Province.

Suddenly, a Porsche overtook me from behind in the blink of an eye.

Then, when the passenger window was opened, a young man raised his middle finger to Feng Lin and shouted with a smile: "Trash! Bah!"
Chapter completed!