Yan Murong is not good at intrigue, he has always liked to go straight, but sometimes, people who are not good at intrigue play tricks, which is even more unguardable - just like a person who has never been a sycophant occasionally slaps a sycophant, the credibility is very high.

For a long time, Yan Murong has been in the open, and he doesn't know how many people secretly want to deal with him, so this is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to hide and let those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods all jump out on their own.

Looking at Dong Wuyan, who had already fallen asleep, a soft smile hung on the corner of Yan Murong's mouth, counting, even his genuine wife Su Qingwu had not experienced so many things with her like her, just thinking about it, Yan Murong couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He is not a merciless person, whether it is Teng Xiangling or Dong Wuyan, since they all have a substantive relationship with him, he will not learn what negative feelings Chen Shimei's bastard plays, but it is even more impossible for him to marry three wives and four concubines in this kind of family.

"Click!"

While he was pondering how to deal with the affairs between several women, there was a slight noise outside, as if a dry branch had fallen on the ground and had been trampled on.

Yan Murong turned over and stood up, lightly opened the window on the second floor, and jumped from the second floor with a flicker.

Just when Yan Murong landed and didn't have time to look around, he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and before he had time to think about it, his body wanted to be sideways, and then, a dagger that flashed with silver-white cold light in the moonlight grazed his nose and flew over, and at the same time, a black figure also pounced on him.

The person who attacked him was wearing a black night clothes, and even his face was wrapped in a hood, and there was no other place to show it except for a pair of eyes, but when that special fragrance hit with the black figure, Yan Murong couldn't help laughing.

"Smack!"

grabbed the arm of the man in black who attacked him at the throat, and quickly turned around in the air, and the body of the man in black couldn't help but be driven by Yan Murong and threw himself into his arms.

took the man in black around in a circle, and the two stood in place in an extremely ambiguous posture.

The man in black was in front and Yan Murong was behind, and the two arms of the man in black were fixed in front of Yan Murong crossed, and the whole person looked like a coquettish woman leaning on a man's chest.

"I don't sleep at night, I come out to scare people, my butt is itchy, isn't it?" Yan Murong smiled and grabbed a handful of the bulge on the black-clothed man's chest.

"I hate it." There was an extremely soft coquettish sound from inside the hood. "I finally found you, and I can't joke with you."

"It's a joke." Yan Murong smiled bitterly, let go of the arm of the man in black, and ripped off her hood before saying. "I said little snake, even if you want to joke with me, it's good to be real, make such a big movement, and don't hide the breath on your body."

"Giggles, isn't that scared you?" The little snake laughed and trembled. "Besides, if I want to do it, why use such low-level means? A handful of medicinal powder was sprinkled over, and all the people and animals within a radius of 100 meters were dead-let alone being detected by you, I'm afraid that if you want to keep warm up with your little lover, you can only go to the bridge to be a bitter mandarin duck. ”

"You woman is so nasty." Yan Murong complained with a depressed face. complained on his lips, but he knew it in his heart. If the little snake doesn't use poison, he can fight with her one-on-one, and it is estimated that he can last dozens of rounds now, but if the little snake wants to use poison, let alone him, even the old man probably doesn't dare to guarantee that he can deal with it completely.

Sometimes, Yan Murong didn't understand what the old man was thinking in his head at all, he was also an apprentice, but his main focus was on medical skills, while the little snake used poison - what was even more puzzling was that this poison was even more powerful than studying medicine.

This old man is so stupid, Yan Murong slandered in his heart. If it were him, how could he let a person who couldn't even put himself in peace with him stay?

"What do you care about~yin?" Seeing Yan Murong in a daze, the little snake smiled coquettishly. "Don't say you're thinking about any dirty things."

"Nope." Yan Murong shook his head, came back to his senses, looked at the little snake and asked. "How did you find me?"

"I said the two of us had telepathy, do you believe it?" The little snake blinked and asked with a playful expression. She looks like a cute little girl, and it's hard for people to associate her with the third-ranked killer in the world.

"Feudal superstition doesn't work." Yan Murong shook his head and said.

"Bastard, it's so boring." The little snake scolded with a smile and said. "Well, to tell you the truth, I knew you wouldn't die, so I checked all the information about you - no, I just found out that your little lover's credit card was used here this morning."

"Damn, high-tech kills people." Yan Murong complained and asked a little strangely. "You found out in the morning, why are you here now?"

"I went to Mitsui's house and walked around."

"The Mitsui family?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, then asked with a look of surprise. "Don't tell me you killed Mitsui Hidetoshi."

"I thought so." The little snake nodded frankly.

After a pause, he said. "But I found something interesting, and I saved his life for the time being."

"It's good that I didn't kill it." Yan Murong breathed a sigh of relief and asked. "I've found something, let's hear about it."

"It's boring to listen to, see for yourself." The little snake laughed, put her hand into her arms and touched it, and then handed a mobile phone to Yan Murong.

"Look at it yourself, the second video in the video file is it."

Under the prompting of the little snake, when Yan Murong opened the video file, his two eyes suddenly bulged.

"W-, when did you have such a heavy taste." Yan Murong looked shocked. "But -- the technique is still a little bit worse."

"Less, how do you look at this posture?" The little snake squeezed to Yan Murong's side and discussed with Yan Murong with an excited face. "Don't say it, these island people can really play tricks, but that guy's little brother is too short, and it is estimated that the woman is not very high~ tide - or, let's try it too?"

"Okay." Yan Murong agreed without hesitation, but when he looked at the phone screen again, he was suddenly startled.

"This is Mitsui Hideto?" Yan Murong asked in surprise, pointing to his phone.

"It's not the subject." The little snake giggled. "The point is this woman—this woman, but this kid's aunt!"