Five hundred twenty-five

can only try to minimize the sentence. The evidence is conclusive and there's no possibility of overturning the case." 。Her mother was ill again. The three of them, a mother and her two daughters, wer...Kaka gently stroked her sweaty face, holding her silently in his arms. The expression in his eyes, she couldn't understand it; he never let her understand.

After a long time…

"Go take a shower. You and Muhan haven't seen each other in ages," Kaka said softly, her voice now calm again.

Wushuang hooked his chin and smiled wickedly, "Couple's bath"

"Touch me"

"You were molested by me when you were nineteen, and now you're as old as tofu." Wushuang got off him, jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. Kaka went to the adjacent guest room to wash up.

Kaka washed more quickly. He had a set of clothes from "WuShuang" at home. He took them out of the closet and put them on the bed. He knocked on the bathroom door, the sound of water stopped, and Kaka said, "WuShuang, your clothes are on the bed."

"Got it."

When Kaka went downstairs, breakfast was also served. Zhou Muhua had been having breakfast in the dining room early on, and Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Zhuque were all there. The five of them didn't know what they were talking about, each one seemed extremely happy.

After greetings were exchanged, Zhou Muhan asked, "Where's Wushuang"

"She just woke up, taking a shower," Kaka said briefly, eating elegantly. Zhuque and the other four widened their eyes, Baihu asked, "Nan Feng, did the woman you brought back spend the night in your room"

"What's the problem" Kaka countered. Wu Shang had spent the night at his place more than once, but the previous times were when she was in London visiting secretly. She would come and go before dawn, so the four of them had never met.

Everyone saw his matter-of-fact questioning, as if to say, "That woman is my wife, what's wrong with her sleeping in my room" Besides Zhou Muhua, everyone else was deeply shocked. It turned out that the leader was also a man who acted on impulse when he saw beauty.

All that talk about righteous indignation, it was all a facade. A mere illusion.

Xuanwu asked, "Nan Feng, what is your relationship with that woman"

"Her name is Wushuang," Kaka said nonchalantly, her brows furrowing as she looked at the four of them, a warning veiled in her smile. "Don't call each other by those terms."

The boss got angry...

That's strange.

What kind of woman could make the big boss act this way

Qinglong was eating breakfast with a serious expression. After the shock, he didn't think it was anything strange. He was the most composed one there. Zhuque, being a woman and having a close relationship with Fang Jiaqi, couldn't help but ask, "Nanfeng, your girlfriend is Jiaqi, right Why…

She tried to find a word to describe this, it was wrong. Kaka wasn't someone who played with people's feelings, everyone saw how good he was to Jiaqi. But why suddenly with another woman... They just didn't understand.

And was deeply shocked.

Kaka smiled and reminded them, "You know what to say and what not to say, right No need for me to remind you."

Whose head would become a drum Nonsense, of course such things should not be said casually.

Who would be willing to hurt Fang Jiaqi's heart.

Zhou Muhan sat silently eating breakfast, reading the newspaper. Today's paper reported on the shooting at the Phoenix Casino last night. Both the Las Vegas and European casino kings were killed, with more than one gunman involved. One of the gunmen was described as an Oriental woman in white and black clothing, dubbed "the Eastern Doll" by the press. She was reportedly incredibly beautiful and exceptionally skilled.

Even the gossip-mongers shifted their focus from Kaka's scandal. Qinglong said, "Although both gambling kings have made many enemies, why would anyone want them dead This method was clearly done by a professional assassin."

Xuanwu and Baihu nodded, their movements swift and elegant, leaving no trace.

Kaka glanced at the newspaper, a slight smile playing on her lips. As expected, Wu Shuang had taken off her mask after killing someone. That's why no one recognized her even when she gambled for a while at the casino.

The London police are getting fed up.

Zhuque let out a snort, "This kind of case the police definitely won't be able to find out. They will also be forced to accept pressure from all walks of life. I think in the end they will definitely ask us to step in, Nan Feng, do you want to get started now"

At dusk, Zhou Muhan raised an eyebrow and glanced at Kaka, smiling and shaking his head. Kaka said, "Just finish the case of the Las Vegas gambling king's murder, Phil's case can be forgotten, no need to waste time."

As a group of intelligent people, upon hearing Kaka's words, they understood. Baihu asked, "Done by someone we know"

Just as Kaka was about to answer, Wu Shuang descended the stairs gracefully. She remained in her usual attire of white top and black pants. Her clothing choices were always consistent: clean-cut and refreshing. Her hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and though she wore no makeup, her skin was as white as snow. Her violet eyes sparkled with brilliance. Even just walking down the stairs, she exuded an alluring and captivating charm that captivated everyone. She was a beauty who naturally commanded attention.

Unparalleled elegance, captivating the world.

Xuanwu, Baihu and others were dumbfounded.

That's so beautiful.

Especially those pair of lively and enchanting purple eyes, as if they could speak. They had seen such purple eyes once before, on the former Godfather of the Mafia. Just thinking of her name...

Peerless.

Unrivaled ink.

Everyone immediately knew her identity. No wonder Zhou Muhua had warned them not to provoke her.

One of the current core leaders of the Mafia.

Kaka got up and helped her pull out a chair. Wushuang and Zhou Muhua greeted each other, "Muhua, long time no see, Xiaobai mentions you all the time."

"What's Little White muttering about"

"I heard you owe him one hundred bucks."

Zhou Muhan burst into laughter. Wu Shuang and Qinglong Baihu, the four of them, greeted him, but their attitude was not as warm as towards Zhou Muhan. They just nodded lightly, aloof and cold, with a hint of coldness that sent shivers down everyone's spines.

Yet she smiled so softly...

A little strange, a little eerie, with a touch of softness, and yet… a hint of malice.

This smile, it's so familiar.

Their eyes widened, and they finally remembered something familiar: Chunan Feng's smile.

A Kaka-style smile is just like this.

No wonder...

Wu Shuang walked over to look at Zhou Muhan's newspaper. Zhou Muhan glanced at her, "He doesn't seem to have bothered Mo Yao, where should he die"

"Heaven wants him dead." Wushuang smiled seductively.

Kaka was preparing two breakfasts. Wu-Shuang didn't eat protein, so he carefully separated the yolks from her eggs and put them on her plate. Then he took the egg whites from Wu-Shuang's plate and put them on his own.

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger and the rest grew increasingly suspicious. They looked at each other like lovers.

When Kaka heard Wu Shuang's words, his hand holding the knife and fork paused...

A slight raise of the eyelids, a chill spreading.e hospital. He just sat on a bench outside the ward, his clothes unchanged, unwashed, with blood still on his hands, looking particularly disheveled.If he weren't afraid of having a stomach ache and p...