The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

After Song Xingliang came out of the Song family, he stopped a taxi and went to the hotel.

She opened a top suite. After taking a bath, she lay on the soft big bed, rubbed her sore neck, buried her head in the pillow and planned to sleep in the dark.

As soon as a little sleepiness was brewing, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Song Xingliang picked up his mobile phone, glanced at the call prompt, and threw the mobile phone aside.

Although there was no note on the mobile phone, song Xingliang had a good memory and recognized it at a glance. This is song Yanzong's phone.

Several times in a row, song Xingliang ignored it and let the bell ring without giving a look over there.

Until another bell rang, song Xingliang opened his eyes, and the narrow end of his eyes stirred up slightly, adding a bit of sharpness to the beautiful and exquisite facial features.

She picked up the phone, put on her headset and answered.

This is a headset designed by song Xingliang himself. The sound that he doesn't want others to hear will never be revealed.

"Boss, do you need me to go to the north city to find the bloody Eagle!" the phone was called by Si Han.

When he knew the whereabouts of the blood eagle, Si Han couldn't help it.

The blood eagle caused them heavy losses and almost lost two brothers.

The traitor had to be caught.

But for such a long time, song Xingliang didn't say a word, and Si Han didn't dare to take other actions.

Song Xing looked down at the scenery of Beicheng, which was trampled under his feet. "No, I'll go out myself."

Now, it was Si Han's turn to be stunned, and even stammered, "ah? You, you have to go out in person. Don't you have to fight like this?"

"I've returned to the city. It's possible to live in the city for a long time."

Song Xingliang said faintly, and then simply told Si Han about his current situation.

Si Han knows his boss's temper. Others can't get any benefit from Song Xingliang.

Si Han suddenly had nothing to say. Song Xingliang came out and the blood eagle couldn't escape.

"Where is the blood eagle now? Any news?"

Song Xingliang leaned against the bed, and his long straight white legs loomed between the bathrobes.

"According to reliable information, the blood eagle has been haunting the Dijing club recently, and the specific whereabouts are uncertain," Si Hanhui reported.

"I see. I'll see it tomorrow."

Song Xingliang hung up the phone, put the quilt on his head and fell into deep sleep.

……

North City, Emperor brocade palace.

The room was dark and airtight, and thick black filled the whole room, making people feel an invisible sense of depression.

Thin night Shen sits in a wheelchair, and the white bandage wrapped around his waist and abdomen is particularly dazzling.

With a burst of footsteps, the door opened and soon closed. Then, the footsteps disappeared, and Xiao Jue stopped in front of him. "Ninth master, there will be a transaction at Yanmen tomorrow night, and the chip may be handed over to them. Then it will be the best time to intercept."

"Don't worry, I'll be there myself."

The low and clear voice is like the cold snow in winter, without a trace of temperature.

"But your injury..." Xiao Jue looked at thin night's heavy waist and abdomen with worry.

Thin night Shen waved his hand, "no problem, the girl's drug effect is very effective, analgesic effect and recovery effect are very effective."

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel a faint smell of medicine lingering around the tip of his nose.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Jue. "Haven't you found anyone yet?"

Xiao Jue shook his head. "Our people asked all the schools in the town, but they couldn't find female students who knew medicine. However, there was a special girl in that area, which impressed everyone."

With that, Xiao Jue handed the information to Bo yeshen.

At the top of the data, the name of song Xingliang is written.

Next is song Xingliang's name and life track in the town, and then at the bottom of the data is song Xingliang's photo.

The girl is surprisingly exquisite and good-looking, especially her beautiful eyes, just across a piece of paper, but she seems to be able to speak.

Thin night Shen half narrowed his eyes, and his slender fingers rubbed on the data.