Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Although the waiter was wearing a neat shirt and vest, there was always an lingering sense of vulgarity and stealth in his demeanor. His eyes were wandering and he kept looking at the valuables that the guests had casually placed there.

Jinchen followed quietly.

The waiter was pretending to clear the table, but his eyes were greedily glancing at the diamond-studded handbag on the edge of the table.

Suddenly, he was pushed by a strange force and forced to the corner of the corridor leading to the spare stairwell from the main hall.

That's the perfect blind spot for surveillance.

"Who!" The waiter was so frightened that he looked around in horror and shouted in a low voice.

The air opposite him twisted slightly, and a tall, straight, elegant man appeared like a ghost.

The man had a cold pale complexion and a sarcastic curve at the corner of his lips.

"You look suspicious." Jinchen's tone was malicious.

"He doesn't look like a good person."

Before he could finish his words, thick black fog spread out from his body, blocking the waiter's mouth as he tried to call for help, leaving him with only vague whimpering sounds.

At the same time, two or three wisps of mist condensed into substantial tentacles, which roughly searched his body for the murder weapon.

However, after groping around, the tentacles only pulled out two diamond necklaces and a gem brooch that were obviously worth a lot of money from the waiter's trembling pocket.

Jinchen raised his eyebrows and was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the waiter in front of him, who was so scared that he almost peed his pants and had pleading eyes, and his tone became a little subtle.

"...Are you a thief? Not a murderer?"

The waiter nodded desperately, tears and snot streaming down his face, and tried to explain that he just wanted to steal something to make a fortune and had no idea about killing people.

Jinchen: "..."

There are really many hidden dragons and crouching tigers at this party.

He withdrew the black mist expressionlessly.

The waiter was so frightened that his legs went weak, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted and collapsed to the ground.

Jinchen didn't even look at him and turned away.

He stopped at the entrance of the corridor and looked again at Liang Yanze and Zhao Xitang who were talking in low voices in the main hall. Then he turned around and walked towards the side hall where Ye Lu and Zhou Chengjun were.

Ling Gungun looked at the host's decisive and efficient style of doing things, not worrying at all about what to do.

Although the memory has not been restored, the transformed host does look much more reliable than the confused mist before!

The small terrace in the side hall is relatively quiet.

Zhou Chengjun had just finished a call with Zhao Xitang's attending physician. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he was worried about Zhao Xitang's health.

Ye Lu appeared at the right time, holding two glasses of wine.

"Mr. Zhou," Ye Lu said with an admiring yet shy smile on his face, "Today is your birthday. I, I toast you a glass and wish you a happy birthday and all your wishes come true!"

He spoke sincerely and handed one of the glasses of wine to Zhou Chengjun.

Zhou Chengjun's mind was not here, but basic etiquette was still there.

As a domineering boss, it is not easy to directly refuse the toast from employees. After all, domineering bosses have this kind of charm that is troublesome and has nowhere to go.

He raised his hand, ready to take the glass of drugged wine.

For some reason, the stem of the goblet became unusually slippery and cold. As soon as Zhou Chengjun's fingers touched it, the cup slipped from his fingertips.

The bright red wine and glass fragments splashed all over the floor.

Zhou Chengjun looked at his fingers in confusion, then looked at the mess on the ground and frowned slightly.

The smile on Ye Lu's face froze, panic flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

Empty, nothing.

But just then, he clearly felt... that strange black mist again. Was it an illusion...

Ye Lu's heart was beating wildly and he bit his lower lip unwillingly.

The plan failed, and the medicinal wine is gone...

He made up his mind and stepped forward to confess directly: "Mr. Zhou! Actually... Actually, I have liked you for a long time! I know you have a lover. I don't ask for a formal relationship, I just ask you to let me stay by your side, even if it's just to watch you from afar!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chengjun's brows furrowed completely and his face darkened.

"I have a lover and will never accept feelings from anyone else."

"Your love is a nuisance to me."

Ye Lu seemed not to hear the rejection, but instead pressed on eagerly, "But...but can his body really satisfy you? Mr. Zhou, I..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Chengjun was rarely angry, his voice cold.

"I don't want to hear any more slander against Xitang. I'll go to the Human Resources Department tomorrow to complete my resignation procedures."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a gentle knock on the half-closed door of the side hall.

The two of them turned to look at the same time.

I saw a blurry figure standing at the door. The light seemed to be distorted around him, and I couldn't see his specific face clearly. I could only vaguely make out his tall and thin outline.

"Your wife is in danger."

After saying this, without even waiting for Zhou Chengjun to react, the blurry figure disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Chengjun was so frightened that he didn't care about the inexplicable Ye Lu in front of him or the mess on the ground.

He didn't even have time to think about who the person who reported the news was, or whether he was real or fake. He almost staggered out of the side hall and ran towards the main hall.

In the main hall.

Jinchen reappeared in the shadows.

Crack!

All the crystal chandeliers overhead went out at the same time.

The entire luxurious and bright banquet hall was instantly plunged into terrifying darkness.

"what!"

"what happened?!"

"power cut?"

The guests exclaimed in surprise, the wine glasses broke, and the tables and chairs were knocked over.

In this chaotic darkness, there was only one small bright light, which was Liang Yanze's mobile phone screen.

At banquets of this level, most guests will consciously turn off their mobile phones as a sign of respect.

Only Liang Yanze always keeps his mobile phone charged and able to receive messages in time to prevent any unexpected situations on his birthday.

He didn't expect that this glimmer of light would become a source of light in the darkness.

With the faint light, Liang Yanze caught a glimpse of a man wearing a waiter's uniform and with fierce eyes behind Zhao Xitang. He was holding a dagger and stabbing at Zhao Xitang who had his back to him.

"Mr. Zhao, be careful..."

Liang Yanze subconsciously wanted to rush over to stop him.

However, just as he took a step, an invisible force wrapped around his ankles, freezing him in place.

"Xitang!!!"

With a heart-wrenching roar, Zhou Chengjun rushed over like a madman, and with the guidance of the faint light from his mobile phone, he kicked the knife-wielding gangster hard in the waist.

Zhou Chengjun hugged Zhao Xitang, whose face was pale due to the stress reaction in the darkness, tightly in his arms and protected him with his back.

"Uh!"

The gangster was kicked and staggered to the ground, and the dagger flew out of his hand.

He quickly got up, grabbed the dagger, and stabbed the two people hugging each other again.

The sharp blade cut through Zhou Chengjun's arm as he hurriedly blocked it, and blood gushed out instantly.

Fortunately, the hotel security and Zhou Chengjun's personal bodyguard finally arrived, rushed forward quickly, and subdued the gangster in just a few moves, pinning him to the ground.

"Seungkyun! Your hand!"

Zhao Xitang trembled in Zhou Chengjun's arms. When she felt the wetness on his arm, her voice became tearful.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. I'm glad you're okay! I'm glad you're okay!"

Zhou Chengjun was still in shock and just hugged the person in his arms tightly, his voice trembling.

Liang Yanze in the dark also breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go forward to check the situation.

Suddenly, he felt a chest pressed against his back, and the presence was very strong.

Liang Yanze froze, "Who...!"

A cold hand reached out and covered his mouth from behind, blocking the scream that was yet to come out.

Then, the cold scent of agarwood entered his nostrils.

Before Liang Yanze could react, his earlobe was sucked and bitten a few times.

Liang Yanze's body trembled, and his legs and feet became a little weak, but he could not resist the horror in his heart.

This aura... is Jinchen?

A low and familiar whisper with a lingering nasal tone escaped from between the lips and teeth holding his earlobe.

"Wife..."

"I'm watching you."

In an instant, the banquet hall's backup emergency power supply finally started up, and all the lights came back on, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the mess and panicked crowd at the scene.

Liang Yanze squinted his eyes due to the sudden light, and subconsciously turned around to look behind him.

There was no one behind him.