Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Red, hot as fire...

In the outskirts of the city, there is silence all around.

The street lamps on both sides of the road were reflected into a cold light by the endless ink-stained night.

Coming from afar, there was the low hum of an engine, breaking the quiet and moonless night.

As the humming sound of the engine was getting closer, a black sports car quickly passed through the silent road where no one was present.

The speed is so fast that it flies by in an instant.

And the black sports car soon stopped at the end of the suburban road, in front of the "Marriott Hotel".

The doorman stepped forward to open the car door for him. In front of the resplendent Marriott Hotel, there were two rows of welcoming gentlemen in black suits.

On a pair of slender and fair legs, on the slender feet, there is a pair of high-heeled shoes with red straps and stilettos.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a woman with fair complexion and a graceful figure, wearing a black fishtail dress with a large open back, winding on the ground.

Exquisite facial features, light makeup, under the light, a head of dark red hair neatly coiled up.

And that, a sultry red lip, as red as blood.

The woman's eyes were clear, and there was a faint smile on the corners of her red lips.

But if you look carefully, you can find the sarcasm in that smile.

A welcoming gentleman came forward, the woman smiled back and took the gentleman's arm.

Before the red carpet, everyone's eyes were firmly locked on the moment the woman got off the car, and they couldn't move their eyes away.

The woman treats nothing, walks around, her figure is enchanting, and the smile on her face remains undiminished.

While looking ahead, he whispered, "He's here?"

The gentleman turned his head and smiled, "Marriott Grand Night, I will satisfy you with everything."

The woman snorted and said in a very low voice, "The acting was good."

When the two entered the hotel, there was a revolving staircase in the middle of the luxuriously decorated hotel lobby, leading directly to the second floor.

The gentleman sent the woman up the European-style gold-and-white revolving staircase, with his right hand flat on his chest, and bowed, "I wish you a pleasant night."

The woman couldn't help but give him a white look, and then walked upstairs.

But in his heart he was slandering. If he hadn't had a mission, he really wanted to kick that guy's hypocrisy in the face.

Yes, that gentleman is her partner for many years.

The two have been through life and death for many years, and she knows that he is very hot, and if this mission is not really a bit tricky, she would not have dispatched both of them to sneak into this "Marriott Night" in disguise at the same time.

The Marriott Hotel is a membership-only hotel, and only those who start out with tens of millions of dollars are eligible to enter after a series of selections.

Tonight's "Marriott Night" is a large party held by Marriott's boss in order to give back to these expensive members.

And the reason why the two of them appeared here tonight was because of the target person of their mission this time.

It's a pity that no one has seen it, and the boss of Marriott will attend tonight's party.

At this time, most of the guests had arrived, and when they came to the door of the banquet hall on the second floor, the waiters opened the door for her to gather at least hundreds of millions of rich people from both sides.

In the banquet hall, dim lights are accompanied by soft music.

The singer with a slightly hoarse and sexy voice swayed her enchanting figure with the music.

In the hall, people are sitting or standing, or they are in company with each other, holding wine glasses and talking in a low voice, and there are pleasant laughter from time to time.

But I don't know how much money transactions flow in that laughter.

The woman casually took a glass of red wine and sat in a corner with even more dim lighting.

There was still a slight smile on his lips, watching the extravagant scene in front of him.

She was dressed in a pure black dress, hidden in this dark corner, rarely noticed by others.

Only the rotating stage lights, passing by from time to time, would bring out a bright red streamer on her coiled long red hair.

She is a killer, codenamed Changsheng.