International Prison

The cafe was quite big.

The doorway was also wide.

Qin Ran buttoned her windbreaker and then calmly looked at the four people in front of her. She kept her nonchalant expression and then raised her hand. "Let's go."

After a minute.

"Boom, boom—"

Four booms.

Ming Hai's four bodyguards were all lying on the ground.

Qin Ran looked down and lowered her sleeves bit by bit.

The light glow of the morning sun shone on her delicate face, making the cold aura exuding from her even more shocking.

"Miss Qin." Cheng Mu walked over calmly and gave the phone back to her.

While answering it, Qin Ran walked to the corner of the street to talk to He Chen.

Cheng Mu stopped in place and looked down blankly at the blacked-out bodyguards. He shook his head in admiration.

Inside the cafe.

Cheng Juan looked at Ming Hai and said lightly, "Haven't you received the news yet? You want to keep her with four bodyguards?"