The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 552 Mr. Hong's Breakfast Invitation

Several private cars were parked in front of Zhongxi Meijing District.

From time to time, an onmyoji with a turbulent sky and moon would rush over.

Chen Daochang's face was dark, and he couldn't help but stare out his eyes.

"I knew it was a good thing you provoked."

Qing Moyan leaned on the car body and drank the hot milk tea bought for him by the Lorraine office, turning a blind eye to Chen Daochang's anger.

With a wooden splint hanging on one arm, Lorraine walked over with hot soybean milk, "Thanks to Mr. Qing this time."

Qing Moyan glanced at him lightly, "Have you found the person your client is looking for?"

Lorraine shook his head with a wry smile, "We didn't find anyone, but we only found this." He put his soybean milk on the roof of the car, and took out a pair of badges from his arms.

Qing Moyan recognized that one of them was left by the woman who entrusted Lorraine Office to go to Zhongxi Meijing to find someone, saying that it was evidence that her father could trust.

Another badge is exactly like this one.

"I only found this." Lorraine sighed softly.

Qing Moyan lowered her eyes and slowly drank the hot tea in her hand.

In fact, he had guessed a long time ago, how could someone come back alive after entering the beauty of Zhongxi.

The client named "Z" may be the instigator behind this scene. On the surface, he entrusts the onmyoji to remove the monsters, but in fact he is letting them go into the mouth of the tiger.

Obediently give them to the monsters to eat them.

"Chen Daochang's complexion is not very good." Lorraine said anxiously, "It seems that I won't get the bonus this time."

"Life is more important than anything else." Mu Bolun came over at some point, with several OK bandages on his face, although he was a little embarrassed, he was still handsome.

"That's right." Qing Moyan drank the milk tea, and stuffed the empty cup into Mu Bolun's hand, "I'm going back first."

"The matter is not over yet, so it's not good." Mu Bolun said displeased, "You didn't see Chen Daochang's look of wanting to eat people, as if we made this monster raising formation."

Qing Moyan sneered.

Of course Chen Daochang would be angry.

His apprentice let himself be crippled, and there is an indescribable relationship with Tiandang Xiyue here, so he was also crippled. It's no wonder that the other party is happy.

"I'm worried about Xiaonan being alone at home, so let them call me if something happens." Qing Moyan didn't care about Chen Daochang's expression, she opened the car door and was about to leave.

"Mr. Qing, please wait a moment." At this moment, a black car stopped beside them, and a man in a black suit got out of the car, "Mr. Hong would like to invite you to have breakfast, please Mr. Qing Be sure to show your face."

Said it was an invitation, but judging from this posture, it looked like kidnapping. If Qing Moyan didn't agree, they would definitely pester them endlessly.

Mu Bolun pouted, and whispered in Qing Moyan's ear, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Qingmo gave him a pale look.

"Mr. Qing, please." The man in the black suit opened the rear door and made a gesture of invitation.

Qing Moyan walked over, and Mu Bolun jokingly reminded her from behind, "Don't forget to call Xiaonan to report her safety, or I will make you kneel on the washboard when you go back!"

Qing Moyan froze.

Mu Boren pounded the roof of the car with his hands and laughed.

Lorraine turned away in embarrassment, not daring to look this way.

"If you want to die, tell me in advance." Qing Moyan said quietly, and got into the car.

The car walked through the city streets with Qing Moyan, and finally came to a hotel.

Someone had already been waiting in the lobby of the hotel and took him to the restaurant on the third floor.

Mr Hong, with a napkin wrapped around his neck, is enjoying his breakfast.

"Qing Moyan is here, hurry up and sit down." Mr. Hong pointed to the empty seat opposite him.

Qing Moyan sat down, and a waiter came over immediately to deliver the plate.

Qing Moyan glanced at the dinner plate.

There was something like ketchup poured on the slice of bread, a bloody mass.

Fatty Hong on the opposite side ate with relish, and from time to time would put the red sauce on his finger into his mouth.

This thing doesn't look like ketchup by any means, and it also smells suspiciously like rust.

If it were someone else sitting here, I'm afraid he would spit it out in a short while.

Qing Moyan looked as usual.

Dali Temple Shaoqing was born, and he was used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes during torture and interrogation.

After eating for a while, Mr. Hong raised his head to see him sitting quietly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the strange look was soon covered by his smiling expression.

"Why don't you eat it? Is it not to your taste?" he asked.

"What is Mr. Hong looking for?" Qing Moyan leaned back on the chair, speaking bluntly.

Mr. Hong chuckled, "I just like you who are straightforward. Tiandang Xiyue and his gang always like to go around in circles. Talking to them is really tiring."

He tore off the napkin and wiped the residue from his mouth, "How did you think about my last proposal?"

"I just got married, so there's no rush." ​​Qing Moyan was also trying to figure out what the other person was thinking. Something happened to Zhongxi Meijing, and he appeared here. I'm afraid he knew it was before Tiandang Xiyue got the news. Someone broke the demon raising formation.

It's just that if the other party doesn't point out, he is happy to pretend to be confused.

Mr. Hong nodded, "It's understandable for the newlyweds, but I still hope you can give me an answer as soon as possible. You must know that such an opportunity is not available to everyone."

Qing Mo nodded expressionlessly, "Understood, I will think about it, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

To his surprise, Fatty Hong didn't stop him.

Just when Qing Moyan stood up and was about to leave the restaurant, Fatty Hong stopped him from behind.

"Young man, I forgot to tell you that although I like smart people, I don't like those who pretend to be smart."

Qing Moyan turned her head, with a calm expression on her face, "Coincidentally, me too."

Looking at Qing Moyan's leaving back, Fatty Hong grabbed a new napkin and tucked it under his neck.

"You only have one chance, and if you miss it, you miss it." He narrowed his eyes, grabbed a large piece of bread with his bare hands, and dipped it in the red sauce.

He opened his mouth wide enough to fit the size of two fists of a normal person. He stuffed the bread into his mouth in one gulp, chewing loudly, and the red sauce splashed everywhere.

Qing Moyan left the hotel, his car was still parked at Zhongxi Meijing, so he could only go back to pick up the car.

As soon as he reached the side of the road, a red sports car drove over and stopped beside him.

"Qing Moyan, get in the car." Jin Baihe rolled down the window and revealed her face.

The bright sun shines on the road ahead, making it a bit dazzling.

Jin Lily wore a pair of sunglasses on her face and held the steering wheel with one hand.

The sports car drove along the highway, passed through the morning traffic, and drove onto the cross-sea bridge.

"Where are you going?" Qing Moyan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked.

This road is obviously not to the beautiful scenery of Zhongxi.

"Don't worry, you'll know soon." Jin Baihe smiled, and her sunglasses covered her eyes, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes.

Small town, old house, at noon.

When Ru Xiaonan woke up, she found that she was empty by her side, not to mention how sad she was.

On the night of the wedding, he stayed alone in the vacant room, and he was still so indifferent to her on the phone.

But if you are angry, you are angry, she knows that Qing Moyan must be in trouble in saving Mu Bolun, otherwise he will come back in time.

Just then, the phone under the pillow rang.

She quickly grabbed the phone, but it was a pity that Qing Moyan's number was not displayed on it.

"Hello?" She put the phone to her ear.

"Is it Xiaonan?" It was Jin Baihe who called, "Has Qing Moyan gone back?"

"not yet."

Jin Baihe seemed to hesitate for a moment, and muttered in a low voice, "Strange."

"What happened?" Ru Xiaonan felt uneasy, maybe it was Qing Moyan who turned the beauty of Zhongxi upside down in order to save Mu Bolun.

"It's nothing... If Qing Moyan comes back, ask him to call me back. The monster raising array is broken, and now the whole city has fallen into the third-level alert state. In the next week, the death toll will reach an unprecedented level." Height, you ask him to help clean up monsters and grievances."

Sure enough, it still caused trouble.

Ru Xiaonan sighed again and again, "Qing Moyan is really annoying, I will talk about him when he comes back."

He said this like an old woman, and the corner of Jin Baihe's mouth twitched on the other end of the phone and hung up the phone.

"How is that kid coming?" Chen Daochang asked angrily, "Now he doesn't even answer the phone, does he think he can escape?"

"He hasn't returned yet, I've already sent someone to pass the message." Jin Baihe looked at the crazy group of monsters flying in the sky, and sighed silently, "Let's do it first, we can't wait for him."

(End of this chapter)