Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 49

The waiter in the shop was stunned for a while, but when he saw that the young man had already gone upstairs, he shook his head slightly.He muttered to himself, this Young Master's complexion is much better this time than last time, when he saw him last time, his face was ashen, without a trace of blood.The spirit this time is much better than last time.

"Old man, are you going to southern Xinjiang to seek medical treatment?" the waiter said casually to Uncle Zhong.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Bo's complexion suddenly changed, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he asked a little calmly: "What do you say, little brother?"

"Oh," the waiter in the shop naturally didn't notice Uncle Zhong's strangeness, so he still said carelessly: "I see that your young master's complexion is much better than last time, and his spirit is also in good spirits. I think you must have gone to Nanjiang to seek medical treatment. "

"Really," Zhong Bo smiled lightly, with a relaxed expression on his face, and said lightly: "But the second brother may have missed his mark this time. We are going to sell medicinal materials in southern Xinjiang. We saw that the carriage outside , this time it’s a rewarding experience.”

"It turns out that the old man is in the business of medicinal materials in the north." The waiter didn't think much about it, there are people coming and going in this place, and there are all kinds of businesses.Although the terrain in southern Xinjiang is dangerous, the products are very rich, so I didn't ask any more questions at the moment, but followed Uncle Zhong and welcomed him upstairs.

Arriving at the room of the young master from before, the waiter stood up knowingly. Just as Uncle Zhong was about to enter the door, he suddenly turned around and said to the waiter, "Second brother really thinks that my son looks better than last time?"

"Ah?" The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded and said, "Yes."

"Hehe, if that's the case, I would like to thank my little brother Ji Yan." A piece of snow-white silver was rewarded without any hassle.The door was slowly closed, and the waiter in the shop felt even more confused. Even if he worked hard for two years, he would not be able to earn such a piece of silver. He pinched his face fiercely, and he knew It's not a dream, I hurriedly went downstairs happily.

"My lord." The windows of the room were tightly closed, and the guard had just put down a big stove, which was so warm that it was almost stuffy.But the man in white just sat quietly on a rocking chair by the fire, his expression peaceful, without any fluctuations.

"Everything has been taken care of. Let's take a rest here for a day, let the horses have a rest, replenish some food, and set off early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you can make arrangements." The man's voice was far away, revealing a hint of tiredness, as if he was exhausted from just sitting in the carriage.

Zhong Bo nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, rest, I'll go down and prepare to eat."

"Okay." The man's eyes were slightly closed, and he leaned back in the chair, his thin body looked a little weak.But taking advantage of his face, it looks elegant and dusty, like a character in a painting.

"Uncle Zhong," a soft voice suddenly sounded, stopping Zhongbo's footsteps just as he was about to step out of the room. The old man said in a deep voice: "The woman you met on the road before, you should settle down properly and don't let her continue to follow us."

"The old servant understands." Zhong Bo nodded and said, "Is there anything else you need to do, Master?"

"No, you go."

The door creaked and was shut.Uncle Zhong called the waiter and told him to find two women to take care of the girl he picked up on the road, and then he left the inn with two guards.

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Qingxia's head seemed to be splitting open, her limbs ached like needles, her sanity gradually returned to her body, the whole world seemed to be dark, and she was trudging hard in the darkness.

In a trance, I saw the faces of many people.She seems to have returned to the dense jungle in Afghanistan, countless shells exploded around her, the corpses of her comrades were blown to pieces, and she coughed loudly due to the thick smoke in the sky, the shadows of airplanes were everywhere in the sky, the radar The sound was buzzing in the ear, and the ground under the feet was densely packed with explosives filled with infrared rays.Behind him, a group of base soldiers with green paint on their faces rushed towards him crazily, carrying MOD733 5mm assault rifles.

She turned around and ran quickly. The fighter jets in the sky shot down large areas. Enemies and dead bodies were everywhere. The country was confused by spies and issued an A-level killing order. You can hide yourself.She seemed to see Li Yang. He was wearing a neat suit, and a small-caliber pistol was buckled in his hand like a handicraft. Behind him were a large number of 9 agents who had fought together. These people were wearing gas masks. , wearing bulletproof vests, all pointed their black muzzles at themselves.

"Xiao Xia! Let's go!"

A cry suddenly rang in his ears, and Qing Xia's mind was instantly confused.She looked around blankly, Xiao Xia?Who is Xiaoxia?I'm Tang Xiaoshi, super agent 9 of Division 003.

"Xiao Xia! Follow me!" A man's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The man was riding on a tall war horse, his face was full of anxiety and worry, and there was unstoppable blood on his shoulders and chest.Behind him, the mountains of Afghanistan suddenly disappeared, replaced by an empty wasteland. Countless black-clad and black-armored soldiers rushed up like a flood, and arrows rained like locusts everywhere.The man pushed himself fiercely and shouted: "Fool, run! Run!"

"Yang Feng!" Qing Xia suddenly recognized the man's face, she wanted to stretch out her hand to hold his hand tightly, but he was still getting further and further away, and finally fell on a barren grassland with her back on her back. It is full of bows and arrows.

Then, the scene in front of her suddenly turned around again, her cold eyes stared fiercely at her, the corners of the man's mouth were tightly pursed, his face was gloomy, he approached slowly, his voice was deep and terrible, like hell The coldness: "Zhuang Qingxia, do you think you can escape? You can't escape!"

"No! No! No..."

"Young master," the waiter said looking for Uncle Zhong everywhere, but he didn't find the figure of the old man. He looked at the room on the left corner of the second floor, thought for a while, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Young master, the girl who came with you seems to have woken up." The waiter in the shop slightly poked his head in, and the thick heat rushed towards his face. Suddenly, he was lifted out by a guard.

"Who let you in!" The guard, who has always been silent, was furious and asked sharply, like a raging lion.

The waiter's ears were buzzing, but before he had time to speak, the guard quickly turned around, bowed respectfully to the closed door and said, "My lord, the villain is not well guarded, the villain deserves to die!" !"

"Didn't you just open the door, is it that serious?" The shop boy muttered, just about to speak.The door of the room creaked suddenly and was slowly opened.

Although it is winter now, the climate here is very mild as it is adjacent to the southern border and close to the sea.During the day, it is almost no different from spring, and the inn is even more warm and harmonious.But the young man in white was still wearing a big white fur coat, like a eccentric tourist from the north.

"Forget it, don't blame him." The light voice sounded slowly, the young man seemed to be born with such a soft voice, and even the temperament on his body unconsciously brought out a trace of reassuring power.He turned his head and said to the waiter in the shop: "Second brother, please lead the way, and trouble to invite a doctor."

"Oh, okay, okay, you come with me." The waiter quickly agreed, leading the way ahead.In the chaos, weak people were running crazily, and countless ghosts and monsters were chasing after her clamorously. The sky and the earth were dim, thunder and lightning flashed everywhere, and it was raining heavily. At this moment, a clear shadow suddenly appeared In front of her eyes, the man was dressed in clean white clothes, elegant and clean, and looked so dazzling in the darkness.She suddenly stretched out her hand in embarrassment, and her powerless hands seemed to have a strong force in an instant, and she held the figure tightly in her hand.

There is a feeling of fullness in the palm of the hand, the storm seems to stand still in an instant, everything is quiet, the sun breaks through the clouds, and the whole world is quiet in an instant.

"My lord!" The guard stared at him, and immediately shouted.

"Shh!" The man in white suddenly turned his head, glanced at him indifferently, and blocked all his words.

The young man in white turned his head and looked at the pale woman who had just changed into a plain light green skirt. She seemed to be thinner than himself, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, her lips were dry and cracked, and her lips were white. The malnutrition caused by not eating for a long time was clearly revealed on her disheveled face.The long eyelashes are like a small fan, covering her cheeks with a small shadow, the small nose is slightly upturned, and the two eyebrows are tightly wrinkled together, forming a small shadow on her small face. The obvious Sichuan character.

She is thin and slightly curled up, making her look even smaller.At this moment, she was holding her hand tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, holding it nervously, as if she had exhausted all her strength, the strength was astonishing.She was no longer as panicked as before, but she was still cowering, and her body was even trembling slightly.

For a long time, I had never thought of this, but the young man in white sat down beside her bed like this, stretched out his hand and patted the thick quilt lightly.

How long has it been, how long has it been, she has not had a good sleep like now, and a quiet sleep, as if wrapped in layers of warm sea, warm sea water is everywhere, she is tired of being in it, feeling A burst of painstaking reassurance.

(End of this chapter)