A scream came from the upper floor of the pet hospital.
It was the kind of scream that could make people shrink their necks … Chiichi Kamiya's scream.
"Grandpa Tortoise … should be fine, right?" The butterfly monster looked up at the ceiling and asked.
"Probably." Ghost Baby shrugged and then extended the plate in his hand expressionlessly. "Is there anything else to eat?"
"Right away!"
The butterfly monster in the pet hospital went to work.
…
Chiichi Kamiya sat on the sofa and took a hot egg. He wrapped it in a towel and put it on his right eye socket. He said seriously, "Lord Long, I have a prescription that can relieve the anger in the liver and relieve depression. I'll cook it for you later, okay?"
"Didn't I teach you everything you know?" Chellona's Shinryū glared at him. "What do you mean by a prescription that's suitable for menopausal women?"
"Idiot, you don't know. As the saying goes, don't hold back. As a teacher, I like to hold back. This is the tradition of Chellona. How can I forget my ancestors?"
Chellona's Shinryū was about to hit him. Chiichi Kamiya immediately hid behind the sofa.
Long Xiruo rubbed her forehead and said in a low voice, "I'm not in the mood to talk to you about this! Sit down, I have something to talk to you about … Who's in charge of the Qian Division of the Xuanyuan Palace? "
Chiichi Kamiya said slowly, "Since Gongsun Shiyu's father was sent to the Ice Pool, the Qian Division's affairs were temporarily handed over to Gongsun Wuzang."
"Who are you talking about … Gongsun Wuzang?" Chellona's Shinryū frowned. "The gloomy guy who hasn't been seen for decades and always sends a pigeon to deliver a message?"
"You can't say that." Chiichi Kamiya smiled bitterly. "Wuzang has always been in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Xuanyuan Palace … If he's easy to get along with, he won't be that intimidating."
"What about the Law Enforcement Hall?"
"We can only do it without Lord Zang," Chiichi Kamiya said helplessly.
Chellona's Shinryū immediately sized up Chiichi Kamiya and asked curiously, "How are you doing?"
"We are all doing this for the sake of the Xuanyuan Palace. Lord Long's words …" Chiichi Kamiya said calmly, "This old man has never done anything to harm the Xuanyuan Palace. What is there to fear? The Lord Long didn't call me up here just to ask about the chores in the palace, did he? "
"No, I just want to pull you up and give you a good beating," Chellona's Shinryū said sincerely. "I don't know why, but I just want to punch you when I see your old face."
Chiichi Kamiya said hesitantly, "This old man … made a mistake?"
"There is indeed something that I need you to do." Long Xiruo changed the topic.
Chiichi Kamiya couldn't help but be stunned.
"Think of a way to hand this thing over to that wretched girl." Long Xiruo took out a jade scroll and threw it in front of Chiichi Kamiya. "Don't tell me that you can't contact her … You can't fool me with your tricks."
"Then … this old man will think of a way." Chiichi Kamiya smiled bitterly, then thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow, will Lord Long enter alone or with us?"
"Let's enter separately." Chellona's Shinryū also thought for a while and said, "So that when the time comes … the people from the Dao Sect and the Monster Clan will gossip and think nonsense."
"Then, this old man will take his leave." Chiichi Kamiya nodded, took the jade scroll and walked slowly out of the door with his walking stick … Before he left, he turned back and said, "Are you sure you don't want to use my secret prescription? Everyone in the Xuanyuan Palace … is using this prescription when the time comes, the effect is quite good! "
He picked up the mouse and threw it at him. Chellona's Shinryū said angrily, "Go away!"
"Okay!"
…
…
Song Dynasty Hotel.
It was late at night, it was supposed to be the time to rest and replenish energy, but someone woke up at this time.
Song Ying.
At this moment, her stomach felt like it was being overturned.
Song Family's granddaughter looked for her phone uncomfortably and looked at the time … It was past one o 'clock in the morning. Her memory began to clear little by little.
She was provoked by Zhong Luoyue and called out.
Then she drank until she blacked out …
It should be the bodyguard who sent her back, but she didn't expect to be drunk until now — Now, her head was still aching.
It couldn't be?
When did Zhong Luoyue, this coquettish fox, become so good at drinking? She was the one who drank her to death every time at the school ball.
Song Family and Zhong Luoyue were two completely different styles. If Zhong Luoyue was the legitimate eldest daughter of an aristocratic family, then Song Ying, who grew up in the village where Song Family trained their subordinates, was more like someone who was soaked in a wine jar.
When she was studying, Zhong Luoyue couldn't beat her in drinking even once.
"I can't …"
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable her stomach felt. Song Ying had no choice but to get up in a sorry state. She had yet to purchase a property in this place and had been living in a large suite on the upper floor of the Song Dynasty Hotel.
There were two bodyguards outside the door, one male and one female, who were selected from Song Family's village. Naturally, they were more loyal than the bodyguards hired outside.
"Miss, you're awake! I asked someone to prepare some hangover soup, it's in the next room. Shall I get it for you? "The female bodyguard said quickly.
"Not now … I want to feel the wind." Song Ying shook her head.
She staggered to the end of the floor, where there was an open-air platform — there was a swimming pool in the air and a courtyard.
However, during this period of time, Song Dynasty Hotel only received Taoist guests, and it wasn't open to the public … Those masters liked to discuss life events and the harmony of Yin and Yang with young models in their rooms. Naturally, they didn't like these entertainment facilities.
The two bodyguards didn't follow her in, but just stood outside and watched from a distance — because Song Ying told them that she wanted to be alone for a while.
This was Song Dynasty Hotel, and every floor had strict security, from the bellboy to the bellboy … They were very confident in their security, so they didn't say anything.
"I'll get a glass of water for Miss … You watch first." The female bodyguard suddenly said at this time.
But after a while, the male bodyguard heard footsteps. He turned his head and found that it was a cleaner, who was pushing a tool cart and walking over.
"Wait, what are you doing?" The male bodyguard frowned and asked.
The cleaner said, "I'm here to clean the courtyard."
"You're here to clean the courtyard now?" The male bodyguard said doubtfully, "Go back and come back later. You're not allowed to go in now."
"Got it." The cleaner nodded quickly, lowering her head and holding the tool cart to turn around.
"Wait a minute." The male bodyguard suddenly put his hand on the cleaner's shoulder, "What's your work number? When did you work here? Why haven't I seen you before? "
The cleaner said quickly, "It's not strange that you haven't seen low-level workers like us before … If there's nothing else, I'll go to clean the other floors."
The male bodyguard said coldly, "You're wrong. I remember the information of all the workers in the hotel, even the bellboy's birthday … But I haven't seen you before. Who are you?"
Exerting strength in his five fingers, the male bodyguard's palm had already clamped down on the cleaner's shoulder. At the same time, a black handgun was pressed against the cleaner's head.
He pressed the cleaner against the wall, saying in a deep voice, "Speak! How did you get in here? Who sent you here?! "
"I am …" The cleaner looked panicked.
But right at that moment, the cleaner's shoulder that was firmly grabbed was suddenly released. He even pressed his palm against the male bodyguard's chest at lightning speed and directly pushed him away.
The male bodyguard's heart was suddenly hit, and he lost consciousness instantly … He fell to the ground in shock.
"You should be lucky. I can only use so much strength, otherwise …"
The cleaner chuckled at this time, then immediately narrowed his eyes. He slowly pushed the tool cart into the open-air air courtyard.
…
She leaned against the glass wall, and the summer night breeze was not particularly cool … Song Ying's face was flushed, and she pressed her hand on her chest, feeling a surge of emotions from time to time.
At this time, her thoughts would run wild … Or, her thoughts were particularly easy to be out of her control?
Miss Song subconsciously took out her cell phone, and her fingers swiped aimlessly on the contact list — Names, one by one.
Her fingers stopped, and she swiped back … Just like the three "7s" on a lucky plane, the name that upset Miss Song stopped at the center of the screen.
"Why … Why should I take the initiative to find it? Go to hell —! "
The capriciousness of the rich seemed to be reflected at this moment — Miss Song waved her arm, intending to throw the cell phone out directly.
Unexpectedly, Song Ying's arm was directly caught at this moment.
"Miss, this thing will hurt passers-by if you throw it out. You'd better be careful."
Song Ying frowned, and she subconsciously struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't get out of the other's hand, "Who … Who are you? The cleaner … Do you know who I am … Let go of me! "
Her limbs were weak.
"Of course I know who you are." The cleaner smiled. "It's because I know who you are that I'm here … Miss Song, please come with me. There are some things I want to confirm with you."
"Go … Where to?" Song Ying, who was still a little dizzy, asked subconsciously.
"You'll know when you get there," the cleaner said softly.
"I warn you … Let go of me, or you'll … regret it … Let go of me …"
"I'm afraid the bodyguards outside can't protect you, Miss Song." The cleaner smiled faintly, "Just come with me."
With this, the cleaner pulled Song Ying more forcefully — Then, something unforgettable happened to the cleaner.
He seemed to see a rainbow.
A colorful rainbow spurted out from Song Ying's mouth — directly sprayed on his face, body, and all over his body!
Perhaps the cleaner had never experienced such a thing, so he was dumbfounded.
This was truly … something that he had never experienced in his entire life!
"I … I told you, you'll regret it …" Song Ying painfully covered her mouth at this time, but her stomach turned over again, and her hand couldn't cover it anymore!
Seeing that the second rainbow was about to erupt, the cleaner suddenly shuddered, retreating with disgust and fear, and had to let go of his hand that was holding Song Ying.
How unlucky he was —!
The cleaner's eyes were filled with anger … and even a trace of killing intent. He directly snorted, and directly grabbed Song Ying without saying anything.
Bang —!
However, at this time, a sound was heard … It was the sound of a bullet being shot.
At the entrance of the courtyard, the female bodyguard who went to pour water had returned … The bullet directly shot through the cleaner's palm at this moment, and the impact even directly knocked his arm away.
The cleaner snorted, grasping the wrist of his injured hand, and blood was dripping down from his fingers to the floor!
Bang, bang, bang —!
However, the female bodyguard didn't even give the cleaner any time to react, and spat out bullets one after another!
The cleaner glanced at Song Ying with a gloomy look, then snorted lightly, and directly jumped over the glass wall, as if jumping down from the high-rise.
The female bodyguard hurriedly rushed up, and when she arrived and stuck her head out of the wall, she saw that the cleaner had escaped to the hanging courtyard on the lower floor — This was a high-rise with a staircase design, and each floor had the same facilities.
"He escaped quite fast!"
The female bodyguard snorted, and immediately took out the walkie-talkie. While supporting the unsteady Song Ying, she said in a deep voice, "All floors are blocked … There is an intruder who intends to assassinate Miss Song!"
…
…
This wasn't something that could be easily overlooked or ignored.
Someone intended to assassinate Miss Song — this was a big taboo for the Song Family.
Since the young Song Ying witnessed her parents being killed because they sat in the car that was tampered with by the enemy, Master Song was so mad that he directly wiped out the enemy's family.
Since then, the Song Family was particularly sensitive to this kind of assassination … The degree of sensitivity could even make the Song Family directly turn hostile — no matter who the target was.
"You haven't finished your homework today, where are you going?"
In the room, Princess Chuyang, who was sitting in a white exercise suit, slowly opened her eyes.
Before this, Song Haoran was shirtless, with his left hand behind his back, and only supported his body with the thumb of his right hand … It had been like this all the time.
He was sweating profusely.
However, at this time, he directly stood up, and without looking at Princess Chuyang, he said indifferently, "Murder."
"You haven't finished your homework today, so you're not allowed to go out." Princess Chuyang said indifferently, "It's just an assassin, there's no need for you."
He tilted his head, and looked at Princess Chuyang from the corner of his eyes, "Remember, never stop the people of the Song Family from taking revenge."
Song Haoran had already pushed open the door and walked out, bringing with him a terrifying murderous aura.
Princess Chuyang slowly sighed. As the princess of that dynasty … the princess of that emperor, she didn't expect to be scared off by Song Haoran's gaze.
"He really is a demon star in troubled times …"
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