The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Dear customers, the next item on display is Julius Caesar's Thirteen stars dagger for the mermaid at the mermaid harbor. The dagger is inlaid with the world's largest diamond and a very rare pink gem!

Legend has it that this dagger was specially designed for lovers by Julius Caesar, and anyone who wasn't destined to take it out of the scabbard would never be able to do so. "

As the host's voice fell, the audience began to whisper. The lights dimmed and a beam of light hit the center of the stage, making the Thirteen stars dagger on the glass even more charming.

Xia Yihan was attracted by the host's words and looked forward with a slight concentration. Ye mo turned his head and looked at the scene quietly.

The man who had been silent not far from him held a cigar. The light of the cigar shone faintly at his fingertips, and from all sides of the stage, a faint orange light began to flicker.

It was impossible to see anything below the stage, but on the stage, it was obvious that the light was in a rectangular shape, which just wrapped up the entire venue.

Ye Zimo frowned. The center of the stage had already hit a clear glass. The glass slowly rose, and a dagger with a sapphire glow slowly rose.

There were whispers under the stage. Xia Yihan couldn't see it clearly. He took two steps forward and leaned over the railing to look at the center of the stage.

"The dagger is at a low price of 500,000 us dollars, no limit to the upper limit. Now, the bidding begins." The host held the hammer and smiled at the audience.

"My god, it's just a dagger that can fetch such a high price!" Xia Yihan stuck out her tongue.

The cigarette in the man's hand suddenly went out. Ye Zimo frowned and quickly looked around. The light that formed a rectangle under the table also disappeared little by little!

Not good! Ye Zimo suddenly stood up and wanted to grab Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan was looking intently at the gem dagger in the center of the stage. He was grabbed by ye mo and was frightened. His reflexive hand jerked violently.

"This lady is bidding!" The light that hit the center of the stage was focused on Xia Yihan's hand, and everyone in the audience looked at Xia Yihan in unison with the light.

Ye Zimo turned his eyes, and the man who was about to stand up sat back down, his cigar lit up again, and his hand flashed.

Sensing Ye Zimo's gaze, the man turned to Ye Zimo with a glass of red wine and turned his gaze to Xia Yihan.

Ye mo nodded at each other, quietly covering Xia Yihan's figure.

"What should we do? I accidentally raised my hand." Xia Yihan put down his hand awkwardly and leaned over to Ye Zimo, nervously tugging at Ye Zimo's sleeve.

Ye mo circled Xia Yihan's waist and took her to her seat. Standing beside Xia Yihan, she leaned over and said, "I have a solution here."

"What?" Xia Yihan looked up.

"Buy it."

The host had already shouted, "Is this young lady bidding for the first time? No one else is bidding."

The vip room on the second floor flashed with orange light and said slowly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Double the price."

Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo looked at the man in black sitting on the side at the same time. The man with a cigar nodded at them.

Ye Zimo's fingers moved slightly, and Xia Yihan hurriedly covered the back of his hand with both hands, "Don't fight with him. This is like a nouveau riche."

Ye mo was stunned. He grabbed Xia Yihan's finger with his back hand and said with a smile, "I just told you that the buttons on your clothes were undone."

Xia Yihan lowered his head. Sure enough, the buttons on his chest had been turned on at some point, and the soft, snow-white color was unusually plump under the dim light.

Hastily buttoning up, a hammer was already hammering in the middle of the stage. The host seemed to be very jealous of the man and was about to walk up the second floor with the box in his hand.

The man pointed at xia Yihan, then got up and walked towards xia Yihan and Ye Zimo. The host was stunned and had to move the box on the first floor.

"Miss, Mr. Manuel wants to give you this dagger." The host seemed to be looking at Xia Yihan, but his eyes fell on Ye Zimo.

"No, no, no. It's too expensive." Xia Yihan quickly waved his hand.

"Beautiful lady, only this shining dagger can match you. Please accept it." Manuel had already walked up to the two of them.

Ye mo nodded to the two of them, and his eyes quickly swept across the orange light that was constantly fading on the first floor, smiling with ease, "Since this Mr. Manuel is so generous, I will accept it for my own."

Manuel smiled and didn't say a word. As expected, Ye Zimo reached out to pick up the box. The host's face changed. When Ye Zimo reached out, he flipped over and took out a revolver from under the box.

Ye Zimo turned his wrist and held the box on the back of the host's hand. The host was in pain and the pistol slid to the ground, right beside Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan looked at the host, then at Ye Zimo, and kicked the pistol down the stairs.

Both the host and Manuel thought that Xia Yihan would pick up a pistol and help Ye Zimo. They were stunned to see him do this.

"Did you do something wrong?" Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo.

"No, very well done." Ye Zimo smiled, and with a push of his wrist, the host's hand was completely deformed.

After Xia Yihan kicked the gun off the stage, the audience began to get really confused. From the four corners of the door, a group of people quickly lined up and fired at the people in the center.

"Who are you?" Manuel didn't seem to feel anything about the tragedy below, just looking at Xia Yihan Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo pulled xia yihan behind him and raised his eyebrows, "Who do you want me to be?"

"Whether it's an enemy or a friend, when we get here, we're dead." Manuel's tone was flat as if he were talking about the weather today.

Ye mo glanced at the man who had started to rush up the two stairs, loosened his bow tie and said in a deep voice, "You can try."

Manuel was very interested in Ye Zimo's provocation. This man was so strong that he couldn't help but look at Xia Yihan.

This woman seemed weak, but it was interesting. It was obvious that the atmosphere was no longer based on common sense. She was still in the mood to watch the gunfight downstairs.

"I can let you go, but I'm very interested in this woman." Manuel remained silent to see how Ye Zimo chose.

Ye Zimo looked at Manuel, pulled Xia Yihan to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Unfortunately, I don't have the habit of letting my things out."

A warm kiss forcefully covered Xia Yihan's lips in the hail of bullets, and Xia Yihan suddenly widened her eyes.

Manuel raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to the side. Two groups of people ran up the stairs quickly, "When I count to one, two, three, you run downstairs. Just hide and don't come out. Ahern will come looking for you." Ye mo leaned over Xia Yihan's ear and whispered.

Just as Xia Yihan was about to refute, ye mo wrapped her arms around Xia Yihan's waist to avoid the tall italian with the knife. She waved her strong arm at the man and beat him back step by step.

People kept coming up. Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan in one hand and swam through the crowd with nimble feet. He picked up the pistols dropped by the crowd and loaded them neatly to kill the people who were trying to attack Xia Yihan from behind.

No matter how powerful ye mo was, his face was still colored in the face of the crowd. Manuel looked at him with interest. Ye mo, holding a pistol, stunned the people surrounding Xia Yihan and shouted, "One!"

Xia Yihan clutched Ye Zimo's hand and cried out in embarrassment, "No, you can't do it alone!"

"Two!"

"Ye Zimo!" Xia Yihan roared with all his might. A man who had been beaten to the ground by leaf ink was so angry that he pulled out a knife that had been inserted into the chest of a man on the ground and stabbed it at xia Yihan while Ye Zimo was not paying attention.

Xia Yihan's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the familiar hugs of men and the weight that seemed to weigh heavily on him because of the momentum.

"Xia Yihan! Three!"

Ye Zimo pushed Xia Yihan heavily to the staircase where there was no one else. Manuel frowned and walked towards xia Yihan. The palm of his hand rang in his ear. Ye Zimo moved his joints coldly, "Your opponent is me."

Manuel looked at ye mo's bloodstains from his waist and posed for battle, "Ok, I admire you. Now let me show you what a strong person is."

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo's eyes, each of them giving him hope. Trembling as he held the stairs, Xia Yihan ran downstairs quickly.

Reason told her that if she went to ahern now, she might be able to save Ye Zimo, but she panicked.

"Did your woman leave you and run away? But to be honest, she's the most beautiful oriental woman I've ever seen." Manuel said with ease as he wiped off the corner of his lips that had been torn open by the ink.

Ye Zimo staggered to the chair behind him and smiled proudly, "Yes, it's a pity that I can't see how you died under me. I'll pass on your praise."

Manuel frowned, took out his exquisite pistol from his trouser leg, took out his exquisite handkerchief from the collar, wiped the pistol, and casually walked to Ye Zimo's side. His tone was no longer as pleasant as before:

"A tough talker is useless except for getting a little verbal benefit. Tell me, did Darin send that woman?"

Ye Zimo frowned and figured it out at the same time. He and Xia Yihan might have accidentally fallen into a dispute between two forces. The pain in his lower abdomen gradually drained his mind and wiped the blood off his lips. Ye mo smiled and said, "She's just my woman!"

"Death! I hate people disobeying me." Manuel raised his pistol, and the heavy footsteps behind him rushed over. Manuel bent his mouth and dodged.

Xia Yihan slashed at Manuel with a knife in his hand. Manuel was stunned when he saw the knife in Xia Yihan's hand.

It was at this moment of astonishment that Xia Yihan quickly turned around and used his soft body, which usually practiced yoga, to cut a hole in Manuel's arm with a dagger. Blood rushed out from the sharp edge of the knife.

"How can you open the Thirteen stars!" Manuel covered his arms and frowned as he looked at Xia Yihan's knife with a blue halo in his hand.

Ye mo grabbed Xia Yihan who ran towards him, kicked away the person who wanted to get close to him, and with a beautiful buckle, he put the knife in Xia Yihan's hand to Manuel's neck.

"That's why she became my woman." The leaves brushed open their parted lips and looked down at the man.

"Mr. Manuel, do you want me to cut your throat with a knife now or the next time I see you cut your throat?" Ye mo laughed loudly in the crowd's siege.