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    Chapter 848: Is This Mr. An?


    Trantor: As Studios Editor: As Studios


    He had no reason to y with her.


    If he really wanted to get rid of her, he just had to give the order and someone would naturally dig her up and stuff her into an oil barrel.


    Because it was interesting?


    An Mingchen turned the watch on his wrist.


    “Did you bring Zhengzheng’s information out?” He suddenly asked.


    He was about to take a look when he saw Du Mengmeng’s tricks.


    His subordinates... were at a loss for words.


    Oh no, everyone had forgotten about this matter because they had been suppressing their coughs.


    “Forget it.” An Mingchen raised his hand. “It’s okay to go back and take a look. It’s not a big deal.”


    As soon as he finished speaking, a woman’s figure suddenly shed past the corner in front.


    An Mingchen’s pupils constricted.


    The wheelchair was already moving at its fastest speed.


    His subordinate was about to follow him, but he gestured. “Don’t follow me!”


    It was Du Mengmeng!


    That woman still showed up.


    She clearly wanted to lure him to go alone.


    His subordinate hesitated for a moment and finally obeyed.


    They watched as An Mingchen disappeared at the end of the corridor.


    The woman in front ran skillfully and always appeared in front of An Mingchen, but he couldn’t catch up to her.


    Before he knew it, he had arrived at the low-ss cabin.


    At the end of the corridor, he finally caught the evil woman.


    The woman turned around, but it was apletely unfamiliar face.


    “Who are you?” An Mingchen grabbed the woman’s cor.


    It wasn’t Du Mengmeng!


    It was just that their figures looked simr and that woman was wearing her clothes.


    “I, I don’t know...” The woman panicked. “Someone gave me a sum of money to follow this route. I don’t know anything!”


    An Mingchen’s eyes were gentle as usual, but no one doubted the cold murderous intent in them.


    A few secondster, he let go.


    “Get lost!” He threw the woman to the ground.


    If you thought that An Mingchen’s strength was as harmless as his appearance, you were wrong.


    The woman was almost smashed into pieces by him. She only got up after a while and fled in a hurry.


    An Mingchen turned around and looked at the door behind him.


    This was a dead end in the low-ss cabin area with only one room at the end.


    And the door to this room was undoubtedly ajar.


    This was why Du Mengmeng wanted to lure him here.


    What was behind this door?


    An Mingchen only hesitated for a moment before moving forward. He quietly took out his gun.


    The door opened.


    A slightly plump young woman stood with her back facing him. She lowered her head and seemed to be ying with her phone.


    She had thick ck hair that hung straight on her back.


    An Mingchen remembered that Du Mengmeng had simr ck hair, but she always tied it up neatly.


    Furthermore, her figure was thinner and not as voluptuous as the woman in front.


    The gun was silently pressed against the woman’s back.


    An Mingchen’s voice was cold. “Who is Du Mengmeng to you? Why did you make mee alone?”


    The woman in front froze for a few seconds before she seemed to understand what was pressing against her lower back.


    She immediately asked in shock, “May I ask if this is Mr. An Mingchen? I am...”


    “Don’t move.” An Mingchen let go of the gun and stopped her from turning around. “Raise your hands and put them behind your head. Yes, that’s it. Good.”


    When he saw the phone in the woman’s hand, he immediately smiled. “Oh? You’re texting Du Mengmeng? What did you say?”