Chapter 1277

for the annual Hua Guo Cup Fashion Design Competition.Over the years, this competition has unearthed many outstanding designers who have gone global, carrying our Chinese culture to more countries thr...At this moment, another gleaming blade flew towards Song Junlin. Song Junlin reacted swiftly, catching the blade and holding it against the attacker's throat. He coldly demanded, "Who sent you"

Suddenly, several reinforcements rushed to aid Lord Song. Seeing them, Lord Song realized they wouldn't shed a tear even if faced with a coffin. He immediately launched a brutal counter-attack.

Perhaps realizing they stood no chance in a prolonged fight, the men in black exchanged glances and nodded to each other. Suddenly, several large chandeliers from the restaurant's ceiling came crashing down...

"Ouch, I hit someone..."

"Help..."

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"Someone was hit by a hanging lamp, call the police..."

Seven or eight men in black were beaten to the ground by Ou Yan. They threw smoke bombs and escaped through broken windows.

Amidst the thick fog, there were screams, cries, and pleas for help...

Having given up on pursuing the beauty, Ouyan followed the sound and found a girl who had been hit by a hanging lamp on her head, covered in blood...

Her boyfriend was frightened, "Aurelie, wake up, don't scare me..."

"Don't shake her," Ou Yan said, picking up her bag amidst the chaos. Just as she was about to take out her acupuncture kit, she realized it was left at the hospital; she had forgotten to bring it...

She asked several guests around her to shine their phone lights on her, while she squatted down and began treating Orellie's wounds.

Auri's forehead was still covered in shards of chandelier glass, looking terrible... has finished, so I will leave first." Xiaolian glanced at the time and put things away. "I can't stay long, madam only gave me one hour to deliver meals."Let me know if you have any other text you'd...