Chapter 1986
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Han Xiao wanted to leave a few times, but Ning Xi tempted him with delicious food.
To Ning Xi, this god could be settled with a few good dishes. If he thought it was too troublesome, he could order a luxurious family bucket to save him the effort of cooking.
…
"Little baby, be careful ~"
The next day, Ning Xi held a bag of raw beef in her hand and teased the white tiger in the hall.
The White Tiger stood up in an instant, full of energy. It shook its snow-white tail and walked towards Ning Xi.
"Hold my paw ~" Ning Xi tempted.
The white tiger tilted its head and stared at Ning Xi adorably.
"This is not bad!"
Ning Xi was about to feed the white tiger when Han Xiao suddenly appeared and snatched the bags of imported beef beside Ning Xi.
"God … this is the white tiger's food … and it's raw!" Ning Xi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Kid."
Han Xiao raised his hand and threw the beef to Tang Lang who was not far away.
"Okay, Grandpa, wait for me!"
Tang Lang eagerly ran to the kitchen and quickly fried the beef.
"Damn! You two … "
Ning Xi looked at Han Xiao and then at Tang Lang.
These two people were simply in cahoots with each other!
Especially Tang Lang. Motherf * cker, he actually cooked for Han Xiao … cooked for him!
He suddenly felt as if his senior brother had been cheated on …
"It's disgusting."
Han Xiao took a bite and immediately lost interest.
At this moment, the white tiger walked in front of Han Xiao and stared at the beef in his hand.
Seeing this, Han Xiao threw the beef on the ground.
The white tiger shook its snow white tail and swallowed the beef in one bite.
However, the white tiger spat out the beef in two breaths' time.
"It can't be …" Tang Lang untied his apron and looked a little embarrassed.
Ning Xi: "…"
…
At the same time, in Deer Town.
An old European man with a walking stick looked at the middle-aged black man behind him and said calmly, "Yorick, did it go well?"
The black man was expressionless. "Just some trash. It seems that the guards here are very ordinary."
"Don't be careless. Since the higher-ups sent us out, it's probably not that simple," the old European man said.
Both of them were assassins ranked at the very top of the Original Sin Assassin List.
"The people Qiao Yi sent out are all useless." The black man known as Yorick used a piece of paper to wipe the blood off his hands.
"If the European Emperor's power did not want to dominate Asia, why would he have taken a liking to Qiao Yi, a middleman? He can't even handle such a small matter and still needs us to take action. What a joke." Yorick squatted down and wiped the dust off his leather shoes.
"It's better to be careful. We can't fail the mission."
The Caucasian old man chuckled and walked toward the garden.
…
About half an hour later, in front of the garden house, Yorick pulled out a submachine gun.
"Yorick, don't be so rude. We're here to visit," the old man said.
Yorick shrugged and put away his submachine gun.
"Is anyone there?"
The old man knocked on the door politely.
Soon, Ning Xi opened the door.
Staring at the amiable old man in front of her, Ning Xi was a little confused.
"Hello, please forgive me for disturbing you." The old man looked at Ning Xi and smiled.
"You are?" Ning Xi asked.
"What do you want?"
Tang Lang walked over with half a piece of watermelon in his arms.
"Hello, may I ask if this lady is Miss Ning Xi?" The old European man smiled.
"I'm Ning Xi," Ning Xi said.
"Hello, Miss Ning Xi." The old man said, "Do you have any last words?"
As he spoke, the old European man took out a scalpel from his pocket, and the smile on his face became even more amiable.
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