emperor cold concubine

Chapter 1
It was getting late and the sun was sinking. Outside Narita International Airport on the northeast outskirts of Tokyo, a row of more than a dozen luxury black cars lined up neatly. Porsche, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce, Maybach 62s, a series of famous cars almost dazzled people's eyes.

Beside each car door, no more, no less, there were four men standing neatly, in classic black suits and trousers handmade in Italy, dazzling black leather shoes, and all Ray Di Lang sunglasses covering their cold eyes. , Outside the pick-up building, there are huge crowds of people, but no one dares to approach within 50 meters from here.

The tall and muscular figure, the intimidating aura exuding from the whole body, and the faintly bulging objects around the waist, further describe the extraordinary identities of this group of people.

No one dared to approach at 50 meters, which was normal for this group of people. Only the young man standing at the front seemed to be the leader. He was wearing a beige casual suit different from the others. He looked no older than 22 or three years old. Tall, with outstanding facial features, Chunbian has a slight smile with a touch of childishness, and his personality is obviously cheerful, which makes people feel good at a glance.

When an all-too-familiar slender figure came into view, the handsome young man's smile suddenly widened, and he almost couldn't wait to jump over the stretched car beside him, and quickly rushed forward. The other men in black didn't move. Still standing neatly in front of the car.

Boldly and curiously, he looked in the direction the man was heading for, and his breath stopped for a moment!
A woman pushing a small suitcase with one hand, wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket and leather pants, outlines a near-perfect devil figure and slender straight legs. Her facial features are almost enchanting and beautiful, her skin is fair and delicate, and her pair of starry eyes shine cleanly. With a cool breath, the chestnut shoulder-length hair of a natural mixed race, gently fluttering behind the shoulders as the footsteps move regularly, what a beautiful but indifferent beauty!
There were not a few people standing on the sidelines secretly watching from a distance, and most of them were guessing the identity of this woman. In Japan, a land where men are superior to women, such a woman who behaves and dresses so uniquely can be called a legend.

"Master, you're finally back, you miss me so much." The young man hugged the woman tightly, buried his head on the woman's shoulder, and complained coquettishly.

The woman frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

The short two words have enough weight, the man immediately let go of the woman when he heard the words, but curled his lips sadly, then unexpectedly turned around and took a few steps, and retreated to the original position, under the eyes of many , knelt down on one knee, and the many men in black behind them turned around in an instant, facing the direction of the woman, and knelt down in unison.

Looking at this posture, many people instantly understood that this is a gangster organization that cannot be messed with, and this woman must have an extraordinary status, so they all turned their heads to avoid it.

The woman in black leather, Su Mo, the young master of the Su family, took a cold look at the scene, without saying a word, walked directly to the front Maybach 62s, and the young man who acted like a baby stood up immediately, helped her carry her luggage, After opening the car door, after Su Mo entered the car and sat down, he then sat in the driving seat.

"Qi Lang, next time you bring so many people here to embarrass yourself, I'll just throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

"Farewell, boss!" The young man yelled, starting the engine, distracted and complained in a low voice, "It's not you, boss, you have a ready-made helicopter and don't take it, so you insist on taking this stupid flight, which is still far from the city. It’s so far away, the apron in the backyard of your home is just a decoration.”

When he was willing to bring this large group of people here for people to watch as rare animals, he was not worried about her safety.

Su Mo glanced at him lightly, "In this world, nothing that can threaten me has yet to be born."

Qi Lang focused on driving, and his joking tone was somewhat solemn: "Yes, you are unparalleled in the world, number one in the world. However, it is easy to dodge an open spear, but difficult to guard against an insidious one. I dare not take your life as a joke."

Su Mo didn't want to pay attention to his lip-smacking attitude, adjusted the angle of the back of the chair, simply closed her eyes, and went to rest her mind.

A pleasant ringtone suddenly rang in the car, and Qi Lang pressed the answer button with a "huh" before handing over the phone, "Boss, your call seems to be urgent."

Su Mo frowned, answered the phone, listened to it for only three seconds, then hung up decisively, and said coldly: "Speed ​​up, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

10 minutes? The corner of Qi Lang's mouth twitched. There are still [-] kilometers to go, and it's the peak time of traffic flow.However, he was very sensible and didn't say anything. If he wasn't really in a hurry, Su Mo wouldn't have given this order.However, her expression, even if she was really impatient, was so calm that she couldn't see what happened.

Qi Lang didn't dare to ask, but just increased the speed to the end, and drove the Maybach worth hundreds of millions of yen as a racing car on this busy road.

I don't know if it's been 10 minutes or not, but when he arrived at the Su family headquarters in Tokyo, Qi Lang's entire back was completely soaked in cold sweat, and he was slumped in the driver's seat and could hardly stand up.

Su Mo didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he opened the car door and walked out. Standing at the bottom of the 37-storey building, Su Mo raised his eyes and looked at the majestic building in front of him, which represented the supreme authority of the Su family in the Japanese underworld. A silver thread slid across, and the extremely thin and flexible silkworm silk was no longer fixed in place. Su Mo's body took advantage of the force to leap, and her soft and beautiful figure was like a magician performing an extreme dance. Flying all the way up to the balcony on the [-]th floor, stopping only slightly for less than a second, pointing to the sky and throwing out the silk again, and flying out again, the figure is perfect and dexterous, as light as if weightless, obviously extraordinary skill .

This time, straight to the top floor.

Qi Lang in the car saw this scene, and his heart skipped a beat. With Su Mo's unique skills, she would never make a move unless absolutely necessary, especially in her own territory, she has always kept a low profile.She is good at using guns and whips, and the diamond-shaped rings on her fingers are mostly used as decorations.

And this time.Not daring to think too much, he hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. He didn't have this special skill, so he could only quickly run to the elevator.

Su Mo, who has always been indifferent, has almost nothing that she can really care about, including family, friendship and other messy love. It was through countless life and death hardships that she gained her trust and allowed Qi Lang to get close to her. She never really showed that she cared.

But, after all, there are too few things that he cares about, and when he is really about to lose, there is always a slight... Su Mo frowned slightly. What should this kind of emotion be called, unhappy? Nervous? Or lost?
Su Mo decided to let go of the doubts in her heart for the time being, because there was no time for her to think too much. When she reached the 37th floor, she just landed on the ground, and she saw a scene that she couldn't figure out. Yes, she just couldn't figure it out. Other emotions, Not yet.

Her mother, standing on the edge of the roof of the top floor, looked indifferent, with a touch of desolation, but her eyes showed a little bit of relief in contradiction.And her father, a man who is nearly 50 years old but still full of charm, the largest arms dealer in Asia, the largest underworld leader and the current real power in the Su family, holds an old Browning M1906 pocket pistol in his hand, with a cold expression, The other end of the gun was facing the mother.

Under the gun of his father, there was no one alive.This thought just popped up in Su Mo's mind. Su Mo didn't have time to think about why his father pointed his gun at his mother, and she didn't have time to ask her father or mother for an answer. Her movements were already faster than her thoughts, and she rushed forward Going to hug her mother, her thoughts were actually very simple, or she didn't have any thoughts at all. With her skill, it was not difficult to lead her mother to avoid a shot.

However, the impulsive Su Mo miscalculated two things. First, there was no guardrail on the rooftop where they were, and second, no one was ever killed by his father's gun.After all, falling to death is also death.

Accompanied by a "bang" gunshot, Su Mo only felt a burning pain in his shoulder, his body couldn't control the center of gravity forward, and then he was suspended in the air for a while. He didn't see his father's rare shocked expression in his life, nor did he see it. Qi Lang, who had just gotten out of the elevator and rushed over, couldn't believe it for a moment, and didn't want to believe the pain he saw with his eyes.

Together with my mother, I fell straight down from the 37-high rooftop!
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(End of this chapter)