It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 199 [060] Smoking is harmful to health

After Qin Jiandan left, Feng Jian thought that time was running out tonight and the assassination plan would have to be carried out tomorrow at the earliest. However, Xiao Xia suddenly became the anxious king:
"It's all Feng Jian's fault. I accidentally exposed my killing intention towards the young master! I have to quickly restore the young master's favor towards me... I'm going to assassinate Ding Ling now!"

Feng Jian half narrowed his eyes:
"Are you tired of carrying a tea tray on your head? The one we want to kill is that "Science and Technology Ding Chun", not the rabbit reporter. I haven't prepared the assassination props yet, and you can even remember the assassination target wrong..."

"I remember correctly! It's just that Ding Ling's breasts are bigger than mine, which is annoying. It would be great if we could kill them together! With Feng Jian's intelligence, shouldn't it take only ten minutes to get the assassination tools? Leave the rest to me and the Nine Ninjas. There will be no problem!"

4 hours later.

Kazama, wearing printed pajamas and barefoot, crawled into the summer quilt from above, laid his little head flat on the pillow, took off his glasses and placed them on the right side of the pillow.

"Kazama Amen! There was a small problem with the assassination mission, what should I do!"

Just as she was about to close her eyes, Xiao Xia ran back to the bedroom crying, and knelt down beside Fengjian.

Fengjian sat up from the bed, picked up his glasses and put them on his nose:

"Why, you finally killed Ding Ling by mistake?"

"That's not the question!" Xiao Xia's cheeks and ninja uniform were covered with dirt, showing that she had climbed over the wall for covert operations:

"The Nine Ninjas and I went to Ding Chun's personal villa. After the Nine Ninjas led the bodyguards away, I used the Phantom Substitute Technique to sneak into Ding Chun's bedroom and placed the phlogiston disease catalyst..."

"I understand." Feng Jian hit the palm of his left hand with his right fist, "You forgot to open the sealed package of the catalyst."

"I opened it!" Xiao Xia said anxiously, "Stop interrupting the team leader all the time!"

"It's just... it's just that when I opened the package, I forgot to hold my breath and accidentally inhaled a little apple fragrance! Wouldn't it be dangerous for me to spread the ashes of the phlogiston immediately? While I was hesitating, Ding Chun came back from the bathroom. I was afraid of being discovered, so I had to leave like that..."

The silver-haired girl in the printed pajamas showed a look of despair:

"The concentration of phlogiston ash in the inner city's air is very low. You only left the catalyst, which means the assassination mission has completely failed."

"It's not a complete failure!" Xiao Xia shook Feng Jian's weak body from the side:
"The Nine Ninjas are very good at imitating dog barks. Neither the bodyguards nor Ding Chun found us! Didn't the young master say that as long as we act covertly and leave no traces, we can always try again if the assassination fails once?"

Fengjian: "But the catalyst has been used up. The second assassination will definitely be more difficult than the first. Miss, you should just go to bed."

"Eh? Can I sleep now?" Xiao Xia was surprised and happy:
"After I wake up tomorrow, Kazama, will you give me some whale bag trick so that I can make up for my mistake tonight?"

Fengjian: "That's a 'magic trick'. Isn't the kind of trick you want too sticky? Failure is failure. It's useless for you to worry now, miss. Just have a good sleep and apologize to the young master with your mouth when you wake up tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go wash up now!" Xiao Xia was really carefree. She jumped up from the tatami and walked towards the bathroom, muttering softly:
"If I don't say the apology from my mouth, how can I say it from somewhere else? I don't want to be punished to kneel again. I'll try the assassination again after I get enough sleep!"

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Fast forward a little in time, Ding Chun, wearing a bathrobe, limped back to his bedroom from the luxurious bathroom.

The wound caused by Ouyang Suixing has not yet healed. Not only is Ding Chun unable to move, but he can only sit sideways when sitting on a chair to avoid excessive pressure on his buttocks.

"Eh? Where does the apple smell come from? He sprayed air freshener without my permission. Once I find out who it is, I'll fire him!"

The bedroom is beautifully decorated, and the size of the bed is particularly amazing, enough to accommodate 7 or 8 people rolling around on it.

This villa was built on a small hill far away from the media, and was used exclusively for receiving female fans (Ding Chun didn't have any male fans either). Because Ouyang Suixing came uninvited, this place temporarily became a quiet place for recuperation.

Pulling his bathrobe to wipe the water droplets on his chest, Ding Chun sat down behind a bar-style round table, looking at the black night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

The informant sent back news that a Ni'an Society assassin responded to the bounty and attacked Qin Jiandan, but failed. If you want to mobilize the enthusiasm of stronger assassins, you must increase the bounty amount.

Ding Chun poured himself a glass of red wine. Normally, the maid would be responsible for this kind of thing, but he looked too embarrassed recently and didn't want more people to see it.

"Damn Qin Jiandan, and damn Qin Jiandan's senior brother! How dare he... How dare he... "

The humiliation of that night made Ding Chun's hand holding the wine glass tremble.

On a whim, Ding Chun picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number. "Hello? This is Crime Fighter magazine. Do you have any news clues you would like to provide?"

Ding Ling's voice came out from the microphone. She happened to be on duty. Ding Chun showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Sister, it's me. Can you come to Yuanshan Villa and keep me company?"

When Ding Ling heard the voice of his half-brother, he wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but Ding Chun stopped him:

"Don't worry, after my mother scolded me, I won't do anything bad to you again, it's true! I'm in a very low mood now, can you come and talk to me for the sake of our brother-sister relationship?"

"..."

"I will reimburse you for the round-trip fare and lost wages! Actually, there is nothing good about working in that crappy magazine. As long as you get along well with me, I can arrange a position for you in the family foundation..."

Ding Ling hung up the phone with a loud "click". Ding Chun held the receiver with a busy tone and tried hard to figure out what he had said wrong.

Ding Chun simply couldn't understand why there was anything worth staying in a magazine job that was tiring, dangerous and didn't pay well.

After drinking the red wine in the glass, Ding Chun's pearly white skin turned slightly red, and her delicate facial features combined with a beastly ferocity:

"Shameless woman! If it weren't for my mother, I would have sent someone to kidnap you long ago!"

The few stars behind the clouds reminded Ding Chun of something. He slowly got up, took out an e-cigarette from the bedside table, lit one up and put it in his mouth with great skill.

The Luo and Ding families jointly decided to let Ding Chun develop in the entertainment industry and strive to create a pure and clean image, so the fact that he was a heavy smoker had to be concealed. A reporter who secretly photographed Ding Chun smoking had his legs broken and received death threats.

In addition to the "after-the-fact cigarette", whenever Ding Chun felt irritated, he couldn't help wanting to smoke. Today, the apple scent in the bedroom was really annoying, and it had to be diluted with the smell of cigarettes.

The injury to his hip prevented Ding Chun from standing for long, so he sat back in the leather chair behind the round table, smoking and looking up at the starry sky.

There were too many female fans coming to him, and Ding Chun was a little fed up. The more his half-sister resisted, and the more his mother tried to stop him, the more excited Ding Chun felt.

"It seems that we still have to kill Qin Jiandan first... The assassins of the Ni'an Society are too weak. Should we ask for help from my cousin who won the "Superman Arena" three times in a row?"

Thinking of his cousin Ding Jinwei's ancient face, Ding Chun shuddered in the bedroom where the temperature was just right.

"Forget it. My cousin's position in the family is far beyond my reach. He would never agree to something as boring as this... cough! cough!"

Ding Chun stared at the e-cigarette between his fingers in surprise. He never coughed when he smoked before.

This brand of e-cigarette only requires two steps to ignite, which is one step less than other brands. Ding Chun, who cannot understand the brief instructions on the cigarette box, has a special liking for this brand.

Although there are reports that this brand of e-cigarettes has skirted the quality inspection and will produce trace amounts of phlogiston ash when burned, there has never been a record of users suffering from phlogiston disease. Ding Chun never missed physical education classes and believed that he was physically strong and had excellent resistance. Phlogiston disease is only suffered by the poor and the weak.

"Ahem! Ahem...it must be because of my bad mood! Once I kill Qin Jiandan and grab Ding Ling's rabbit ears and press her down on the bed, I will be happy again!"

"By the way, I heard that Qin Jiandan has a younger sister. She hides in the Night Dragon Society headquarters all day long and it's hard to take action against her... But there will always be a chance in the future! If you dare to mess with our Ding family, the end will definitely be... cough, cough!"

Not only did Ding Chun's cough become more and more severe, but his throat also felt abnormally itchy. He reached out to touch it and found that a small piece of skin on his neck seemed to be swollen.

Confused, he threw away his e-cigarette and stood up to look at the dressing mirror in the corner of his bedroom. He was shocked to find that fine sand-like pure red patches appeared on his neck and chest, like a red galaxy on his body, flashing ominous little lights.

"what!!"

Ding Chun was so scared that he sat down on the ground. Even though he was uneducated, he had heard of this fatal disease. At first, red spots would appear on the body, and then slowly turn gray. The only fate of the patient was to be covered with gray spots and die of weakness...

“Ran, burn ...

The illness in the mirror was absolutely real. Ding Chun was so scared that he burst into tears. His fashionable ironed curls on his long sideburns were completely scattered, revealing his strange big ears that he had deliberately hidden in front of the camera.

"Dad... Dad, save me! I don't want to die! My life is so happy, how can it end early? Bodyguards! Where are all the bodyguards? Call my dad quickly! Call my dad quickly!"

(End of this chapter)