Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

After closing the door, Lu Mingfei stood for a while, and Jiu Toku Mai's last words rang in his ears, so he should be trusted.

Because of me, I chose to get drunk and let go of my defenses.

Responsibility?

Lu Mingfei walked towards Eliyi's ward.

After two days of rest, Eliyi had already recovered most of it. When Lu Mingfei came in, the girl was half lying on the bed, holding the phone and concentrating on it.

He didn't even respond to someone opening the door.

Lu Mingfei moved a stool to the hospital bed, and picked up an apple and a fruit knife. At this moment, something seemed to come out from the deepest part of his mind, and a strong sense of deja vu filled Lu Mingfei's heart.

He thought hard.

It's a pity that I didn't think of anything in the end.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, the sense of deja vu disappeared.

The ocean of consciousness bubbled up, and the bubble burst with a sound.

"To Tokyo..."

"Go to Gaotianyuan..."

A few words when he just woke up echoed in Lu Mingfei's heart again, maybe all the answers are in Gao Tianyuan, it doesn't matter, he is about to go anyway.

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses, and only then did he notice the abnormality in the ward. It was so quiet here, and the battle sound effects from the handheld were gone.

Erika sat obediently on the bed, folded her hands on the quilt, her face was covered with expressions of "I'm so good" and "Eriyi didn't do anything bad".

Lu Mingfei swept across the quilt next to Eriyi's hand indiscriminately, and there was a protruding piece, which is too obvious. The handheld device is here, but seeing that Eriyi was seriously pretending to be a good child, Lu Ming I don't think I need to respect the girl's efforts, such as pretending that I didn't see anything.

To be honest, this kind of thing is really difficult and challenging for Lu Mingfei.

Trying to look away from the place where the phone was buried, Lu Mingfei asked Erika how he was feeling, but he didn't say anything. Lu Mingfei had prepared a pen and paper before he came, and the two used this to communicate.

Lu Mingfei writes a sentence, and Hui Liyi writes a sentence. However, Lu Mingfei often has to wait for a long time, because Hui Liyi has too many things to say. On the same, excited to write non-stop.

Lu Mingfei couldn't laugh or cry, he wanted to say stop for a while, let me write a few words, but just looking at Erika's excited little face, Lu Mingfei couldn't say anything.

Yuan Zhisheng rubbed his brows, this is an empty corridor, he can finally show a little tiredness, the seat of the head of the family is not easy to sit, rights and responsibilities are often equated, of course, unless you are determined and ready to show up. .

There is no doubt that Yuan Zhisheng is not a person who is willing to give up. He has ambitions. Yuan Zhisheng hopes that the Bajia of Snake Qi can go to a higher level in his hands. You can't escape, you have to bear it.

There were too many people before, the patriarchs and his retainers, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't show his fatigue in front of so many people, the patriarch was their soul and backbone, anyone could fall, only Yuan Zhisheng couldn't.

Now he can finally rest and catch his breath. Being next to his relatives is always the best way to soothe his tiredness, and Yuan Zhisheng is also the same. The girl is performing a task outside, so he thought of coming over to find Erika.

But when he reached the door of the ward, Yuan Zhisheng's footsteps stopped.

He stood for a while, keeping the sound of his footsteps to a minimum, approaching quietly like a cat.

Yuan Zhisheng looked in through the viewing glass window of the ward door.

His pupils shrank, and he unconsciously placed his hands on Spider Kiri and Doji Kiri.

What did Yuan Zhisheng see!
His Erika smiles so happily, even Yuan Zhisheng has never seen such an expression, almost... can almost be described as happiness.

And the instigator of all this, that nasty wild boar spirit, the wild boar spirit who slapped his little cabbage, is also laughing!

Yuan Zhisheng stared at Lu Mingfei. At this moment, all kinds of impulsive thoughts flashed through the head of the young Patriarch of the Sheqi Ba Family, and all kinds of S-level death methods also appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng doesn't care, now he just wants S-rank to die quickly!The sooner the better!

Lu Mingfei glanced back, and there was no one outside the door.

"What's the matter, Mr. Lu?"

Eliyi wrote on the paper and held it up for Lu Mingfei to read.

"fine."

Lu Mingfei took the pen and paper and wrote a reply.

Yuan Zhisheng leaned his back against the wall, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling.

All kinds of expressions flashed in the eyes of the elders.

It's too complicated, too much.

Even Yuan Zhisheng himself couldn't tell what he was feeling right now.

It was as if some important treasure was about to leave him.

The most helpless thing is that Yuan Zhisheng can only watch, and can't do anything else.

After all, this treasure swelled up two legs and followed the wild boar essence. What could Yuan Zhisheng do? What else could he do?

"Slow down and be careful not to fall."

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, the joy of becoming the head of the Sheqi Eight Family and ascending to the top of the Japanese mixed race was all gone.

In the final analysis, it is not as good as Eri Yi's smile.

It's a pity that this smile is not for myself.

Yuan Zhisheng left quietly again. He felt that he needed to find someone to drink. Speaking of which, where is Zhinu?You should be back soon, Yuan Zhisheng sent a message to Zhinu.

On the other side, the residence of Patriarch Ryoma.

It is really hard to imagine that one of the Patriarchs of the Snake Eight Households and a high-ranking Patriarch Ryoma in the Air Force lives in such an unremarkable apartment building.

The water in the bathroom was rushing, and Patriarch Longma was holding a cup of tea, unable to calm down for a long time.

He tried hard not to look in the direction of the bathroom.

After all, he was there, but now the elder brother of everyone.

Compared with the Patriarch Ryoma who is in a complicated mood, the young girl is much more relaxed.

He was even humming.

The young girl handles the knife carefully.

His cargo is still howling.

No matter how many times, it is really emotional.

Childish thought.

The vitality of the mixed race is really amazing.

The tape sticking to the mouth was torn away, and the wailing of the cargo turned into a meaningful begging for mercy.

"you ask me!"

"Ask!"

"What do you want to know!"

"I said it all!"

"hurry up!"

"Please kill me!"

The childish girl raised her eyebrows.

"Oops."

"Aren't you willing to die?"

"I remember, I asked you at the very beginning."

Zhinv spoke very seriously. After all, he has never had the habit of lying to a dead person. In any case, this is too immoral. Zhinv quite despises this kind of person. Anyway, you think people are going to die. Let him know the truth. There's nothing wrong with dying.

Turning back the time, I received the order from Yuan Zhisheng's patriarch, and Zhinv escorted Patriarch Longma home. At the door, Patriarch Longma gave Zhinv a look, and he found that someone had come in.

The childish girl nodded to express her understanding, and he tilted his head. Patriarch Longma understood, and took a step back, ready to appreciate the demeanor of the eldest brother.

"anyone there?"

The childish girl rang the doorbell and was very polite.

"There's your package!"

Patriarch Longma: ...

Why is the elder brother so unreliable!

The door opened.

The muzzle of the black hole pointed at the two people outside the door.

Patriarch Longma's complexion changed, and he subconsciously touched his waist, and at the same time, he was short and ready to make a tactical move to evade.

"Nice to meet you."

The childish girl bowed slightly.

The Longma family took the initiative to make a meal.

did not shoot,

Inside the door, a man in a suit held a gun in both hands, pointing at the two of them respectively, but he didn't make any next move, like a frozen puppet. Patriarch Longma looked into his eyes, blank and blank, as if sinking into the deepest deep dream.

"As expected of brother, I guessed right."

The young girl smiled and said to Patriarch Ryoma.

"Look, the king is attacking you."

Patriarch Longma reluctantly nodded, his expression a little stiff.

So weird.

The younger brother of the patriarch, no, what kind of speech ability does the new head of the Tachibana family possess?
"Please come in, Senior Ryoma."

The young girl who had already stepped into the door waved back.

"What's the matter with you, is there something wrong?"

The young girl looked very concerned.

"No, that, I mean, no, thanks."

Patriarch Ryoma bowed to the young girl.

The palms are cold sweat.

The moment he brushed past the gunman, Patriarch Ryoma observed the gunman's convulsive muscles out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank, adding a bit of fear to the immature girl's possible speech.

Patriarch Longma did not forget to close the door.

The childish girl snapped her fingers.

It's like flipping a switch.

The gunman trembled like an electric shock, and the next moment, the gunman collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Hello."

The young girl is even using honorifics.

"Excuse me, can you tell me your name?"

The gunman's limbs trembled and his pupils were dilated, obviously unable to answer the immature girl's question.

"What a pity."

The childish girl sighed.

"It seems that you need some treatment."

The young girl politely consulted Ryoma's Patriarch, and after getting consent, the young girl dragged the shooter to the bathroom with a broom.

Patriarch Longma silently looked at the shooter who looked like a rag. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little sympathy for this guy who tried to kill him not long ago.

It's too awful.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Lu Mingfei noticed Patriarch Longma's eyes and quickly understood the meaning, so he apologized.

"I'm sorry for making your floor and broom dirty."

"I'll change it for you."

Patriarch Longma felt that he should laugh, and no matter what, he should be more approachable.

After all, he didn't want to die yet.

"No...no need."

"You are too kind."

"These are just..."

"I understand!"

The childish girl was stunned and apologized again.

"The pollution is too serious, I'd better give you another house."

"Look, is this okay?"

Facing the childish girl's sincere gaze, Patriarch Longma didn't know what mood he should be in for a moment.

He took a deep breath, and finally, he showed a bright smile.

It's really rare that this head of the Sheqi Ba Family, who holds a high position in the Air Force, can show such a smile on his perennially rigid face.

After that, it's the child's personal time.

After asking a symbolic question, the childish girl sealed the shooter's mouth with tape, then hummed and carved.

"just kill me!"

The gunman shouted.

"Shh!"

The young girl put her index finger against her mouth.

"be quiet."

The gunman stared at him blankly.

"That's right."

Young girls continue to appreciate his works.

"Come on, come on."

"It's just a few strokes away, and it's done."

The gunman had a nervous breakdown.

"I said! I said!"

"I'll say anything!"

"Please kill me!"

"Please kill me!"

The childish girl squinted and smiled, and put down the knife. He was very patient, and quietly waited for the gunman's voice to quiet down.

"Oops."

The young girl sighed.

"You're talking like I'm some kind of killer."

"Now I am the Patriarch of the Tachibana Family of the Sheqi Ba Family."

"Never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

The gunman felt that he was sinking in the bottomless abyss, and his heart was getting colder and colder.

Fortunately, fortunately, the gods did not give up on him completely.

The shooter sees a ray of sunlight.

He heard the young girl say.

"Answer my question."

The gunman nodded repeatedly, like a dog.

"stop!"

The childish girl said coldly.

The gunman dared not move.

He saw the young girl take off her gloves, and picked up her cell phone with her clean glass-like hands.

Who sent the message?
thought the shooter.

Then he was even more surprised.

Because the face of the childish girl glowed with brilliance.

The kind of heartfelt happiness is extremely contagious, and even the blood splashed on the bathroom wall is like crystal clear red agate.

"I'll be right back, brother."

The young girl was typing while talking. Of course, this phone does not have a voice input function. The young girl simply read every word he typed. This kind of childlike behavior gave the shooter a great sense of absurdity.

He couldn't believe that this kid-like guy was that demon not long ago.

He couldn't believe that these two were the same person.

The young girl put down the phone, he was obviously in a very good mood, and he was more gentle with the shooter than before.

"Please cooperate, we have to move faster."

A good mood naturally needs people to share it, and this is what the young girl is like now, he hummed and said to the gunman.

"My brother told me to go home for dinner."

Gunner: ...

When the young girl came out of the bathroom, Ryoma's master stood up like a spring. The speed and responsiveness he showed at this moment, if realized on an airplane, would definitely be an epoch-making technological achievement.

"Hello."

Patriarch Longma was talking nonsense.

"Ah."

The childish girl bowed slightly.

"Excuse me, I have copied a copy of the interrogation record, please have a look."

"Where."

Patriarch Longma hurriedly returned the gift.

"I should thank you for your help."

The childish girl went out with cheerful steps. It seemed that after a long interrogation, our Tachibana Patriarch was not under any psychological pressure, but was as happy as if he had won 500 million in the lottery.

Patriarch Longma, who didn't know that the parents sent messages to the young girl, thought to himself, of course, even if he knew, maybe he would be in a delicate mood.

Sitting on the sofa, Patriarch Longma, who was dressed in an air force uniform, was speechless for a long time. He was holding his mobile phone, wondering whether he should make this call or not.

The young Patriarch of the Ju family was very kind, and he insisted on giving him a house. He also said that the house in this building was up to the Patriarch Longma to choose, and he was free to ask which one he liked.

I have to say, after all, this is a gift from everyone's elder brother, and Patriarch Longma must be moved.

But there is a small problem.

Patriarch Longma frowned, having difficulty making a choice.

The whole building is his.

Living in an apartment is a hobby, but it doesn't conflict with his status as the owner of the Longma family. He can live on the second floor today, the third floor tomorrow, and the basement the day after tomorrow, no matter how comfortable he is.

Then the problem is coming.

How can the Ju family master do it, give him his house as a gift?

The owner of the Longma family thought about it and finally made a decision.

Sell ​​the house quickly, and wait for the owner of the Ju family to sell it to himself.

Trouble is trouble, but the Patriarch of the Orange family can't lose face!
His eyes seemed to be on fire, extremely determined.