Roman Holidays Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Trip That Ended Early
"I don't have anything to explain," the black rider lay on the sofa, rubbing his ears with his hands, "I just wanted to say hello to Li Youshu and them, but when they were beaten by the special operations team, I helped them." β
"The people of the 'sanctions' are no worse than your black horses, how can they be beaten by the people of the special operations group. Ye Hanshu stood in front of the mirror and combed her hair, different from Ying Lan's pitch-black hair color, her long hair showed a very pure silver color, which seemed to be the same as the white fox's hair color, but the white fox's hair was more dry and fluffy, not as shiny as Han Su's.
"It's true," the black rider pulled a pillow and hugged it in his arms, "I think it's called the white fox, it's a very powerful guy." β
Thinking back to his brief encounter with the white fox, the black rider nodded affirmatively: "Very powerful." β
There was a sound of footsteps in the bathroom, and Ye Hanshu walked out of it, raising her eyes to look at the black rider, her long eyelashes and thin straight eyebrows were also soft silver.
After taking a few steps forward, Han Shu raised his leg and stepped on the back of the black rider: "So this is the reason why you and I were having dinner, and then suddenly ran out of the door and didn't come back, leaving me alone in the hotel?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the black rider reluctantly looked up at Ye Hanshu, "Although you are particularly good-looking today, saving one life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, let alone the lives of four people." β
"Hmph. As if coquettish, Ye Hanshu let go of the foot that was stepping on the black rider and walked towards the refrigerator.
"How's it going?"
"Very good, just like you," and then, quietly, the Black Rider lowered his voice, "not gentle with his own people at all." β
As soon as he finished speaking, a can of beer flew over and smashed on his head.
"And what about his little boyfriend?"
"I didn't pay attention," although he was smashed on the head, the black rider happily opened the beer, and with a "snort", the foam gushed out, "Anyway, the second lady likes it, right?"
Ye Hanshu didn't speak, but glanced at the black rider with his spare eyes, and then nodded.
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"So what," said Lingering's voice, which became hazy through the hazy vapor of the bathroom, "is this the justification for AndrΓ© to send you to interfere with my vacation?"
"It's not that your dad doesn't stop for a moment, otherwise where would I still be used. The white fox shouted loudly at the bathroom, but his voice was still suppressed by the sound of "bang, bang, bang".
"Anyway," Mu Yi said calmly, staring at the lamp on the ceiling, "It's better to go back early." β
Seeing him say this, the white fox reached out and shook his shoulder, "What's wrong with you, you've been shocked by my powerful and charming strength today?"
Mu Yi pursed his lips disdainfully at him: "I'm sorry, I'm not fascinated by you." As he spoke, he looked to the other side.
"I didn't expect to meet you again......" muttered in his heart, Mu Yi seemed to see a more distant past.
"Why don't you ask Lethe for his opinion?" Lingering Lan's voice came from the bathroom again, "It's a class reunion in Lethe, you should ask Lethe if you want to go back." β
So Mu Yi and the white fox set their eyes on Gu Lichuan, who was sitting on the side and secretly eating snacks.
"What do you think?" the white fox got up, snatched the snack from Gu Lichuan's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, "If we meet again next time, it may not be just these four people." β
Gu Lichuan just wanted to speak, but the white fox stuffed a handful of food into his mouth again: "Maybe next time you can meet Mr. 'FiancΓ©', and then turn into powder in front of the other party's overwhelming power." β
"White fox, you don't fart less. This time, Ying Lan actually poked her head out of the bathroom and scolded the white fox.
"Ah, okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up. Sensing that Ying Lan was not joking, the white fox reined in.
Gu Lichuan reluctantly swallowed what was in his mouth, and finally won himself a chance to speak.
"I think we'd better go ahead. β
Hearing this, the white fox clapped his hands violently: "I'll just say it, it's still you Gu Lichuan who understands the overall situation and leads the way." β
In any case, the current state of affairs is no longer something that Gu Lichuan can control alone-not to mention the strong enemies he encountered tonight, coupled with the abnormal rise of the white fox and the intervention of the black horse, things are developing rapidly in an unpredictable direction like a derailed train, if you don't pull out, I'm afraid you will also be implicated.
The bathroom door opened, and Yinglan, who was wet, had already put on her pajamas and walked out of it: "I still don't understand why so many masters in the company have gathered in Rome, what does my dad want to do?"
"Your father's business, you ask your father to go," the white fox waved his hand at her, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with our special operations team, let them fight by themselves." β
Gu Lichuan raised his eyes and looked at the white fox - he seemed to be more restless than usual tonight.
Suddenly, when he was staring at the white fox, on the side of the white fox, the black figure turned his head to look at Gu Lichuan and grinned.
With a "boom", a wave of qi swept away from Gu Lichuan's side, taking the three people who were discussing it by surprise. When he looked at him, Gu Lichuan's silver left pupil had already subconsciously lit up.
"What's wrong with you, it's poisonous?" The white fox looked at Gu Lichuan, but his hand had already subconsciously touched his knife, "If you still want to fight, I'll accompany you to fight." β
"Lethe, what's wrong with you?" Ling Lan stepped forward and touched his shoulder a little scared.
Gu Lichuan shook his head: "I'm sorry, this ...... A little too nervous. β
But in fact, Gu Lichuan's heart let out such an abnormal cry: "What the hell is thisββ!!!"
Because the ghost did not disappear because of the diversion of the white fox's attention, it was still looking at Gu Lichuan very calmly, and there seemed to be signs of coming this way.
"Ying Lan, apart from these people today, do you have any other masters in your company?"
Listening to the white fox beside him asking, Gu Lichuan's attention was focused on this black shadow, if he ignored it like a nobody, this black shadow might really kill himself under everyone's noses.
"Hey, what do you want to do to him. Suddenly, a hand came from behind on the black shadow's shoulderβit was the silver pupil.
"Today's few people are all members of the 'sanctions', except for the black rider. Ying Lan replied.
The dark shadow looked back at the silver pupils, a timid look on his face.
"You guy," Silver Hitomi laughed gloatingly at the embarrassed appearance of the black shadow, "Are you so weakened that you can't even maintain a specific image?"
"As far as I know, Black Rider is your father's personal bodyguard, right?" asked White Fox.
The black shadow seemed to shake his head unwillingly, but he couldn't see the slightest malice, maybe it didn't have any malice in the first place. Shaking his head, the shadow dimmed and disappeared into the warm light.
Gu Lichuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ying Lan.
"Yes," Ying Lan nodded, lying lazily on the sofa, "In an accident back then, the Black Rider almost saved my father with his life, and later became my father's personal bodyguard. β
"I heard that in addition to 'sanctions', there are some other organizations in your company?" Mu Yi stepped forward and asked curiously.
Ying Lan pouted, and turned her head a little dissatisfied: "Although I am in the special operations group, you can't take away my family's information so inauthentically, even if I don't care about my father, I still have to worry about my sister and Ling Han." β
After speaking, Ying Lan's expression regained her calmness, and she spoke again: "Of course, there are other organizations in the company, in addition to the 'sanctions', there is also the 'Black Ring Poppy' in my sister's hands, the 'Six Peaks' that act secretly and directly obey my father's orders, each of them has the same authority as the head of the sanctions, Ling Han, and my sister - the black rider is one of the 'Six Peaks'. β
"Your family's institutional setup is really advanced," White Fox frowned, "It doesn't sound like our special operations team can compare at all." β
"Hmph, that's not nonsense," Hearing the white fox's praise that was close to complaining, Ying Lan raised his head and looked very proud, "Wuming is a company that my father inherited from my grandfather and has worked hard to run for decades, how can it be that we are not as good as a special operations group that has been established for less than ten years." β
"Hahahaha, you really don't turn your elbows out. Hearing her words, Mu Yi quipped.
"I'm not going back to get married anyway, so don't go back anyway. After speaking, Ying Lan leaned towards Gu Lichuan, and then leaned on his body with a dependent expression.
"I think you might as well get the certificate directly from Gu Lichuan. Looking at Ying Lan's expression, Mu Yi couldn't help but complain.
"Hmph," the white fox sneered, "aren't you afraid that her father will find out and make Ying Lan a widow?"
Gu Lichuan covered his forehead, ashamed of their boring conversation.
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All kinds of people passed by, exposed to everyone's gaze, but the old man was unmoved, just leaned against the wall and wrapped his coat tighter.
A figure approached the old man and shrouded him in his shadow.
"Evan Robert. As if he knew the old man well, the figure leaned over and called his name.
The old man looked up at him. Because under the shadows, the appearance of the person who came could not be seen clearly, only the pair of red eyes were looking at him calmly.
"I don't know you. The old man was unmoved, closed his eyes and ignored him.
"Then I'll call it another one, 'Foehn' Evan. β
Hearing this call, the old man raised his head, his eyes like a loaded pistol.
"Who are you?"
didn't care about the old man's words, and the figure straightened up: "I guess you're looking for someone, I can help you." β
The wind blows, and even in summer, the nights on the West Coast of the United States are still very cold.