Chapter 567: Imprisoned, 3 [567]
The body had just leaned down, but it stopped in mid-air.
The dark room reflected a touch of moonlight and shadow, and Beitang Yaori's face instantly became gloomy and sharp.
Pulling out the small dagger at his waist, Beitang Yaori turned around violently-
[Jingle Bell-]
Two sharp blades, fiercely intersecting and crossed, slashed together!
One second later, either he will see blood in the sun and seal his throat, or the person in the room will receive a fatal blow.
The tall black shadow that suddenly flashed in front of him made Beitang Yaori on alert, who broke into his room in the middle of the night?
Without giving Beitang Yaori a chance to react, the black shadow pounced on him again, Beitang Yaori raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to fight with a disdainful snort.
After fighting for a while, the two of them were almost up and down, and the other party's steady steps and methodical breathing could be felt on both sides - the other party was by no means an ordinary person.
Beitang Yaori didn't waste much time, and went directly to the door, pressing his hand on the switch of the light.
Smack-
The light in the bedroom room suddenly became daylight, illuminating the whole room.
When Beitang Yaori saw the black shadow in front of him, he was slightly stunned-
Standing in front of him was no one else, but an outstanding senior officer of the Federation who was no stranger to Beitang Yaori, Samar Anand!
[Who are you!] ]
Samar Anand looked at the strange guard in front of him, the dagger he was holding in his hand, but he still didn't put it down.
Beitang Yaori smiled lightly and put down the dagger in his hand.
[This sentence should be more appropriate for me to ask you, breaking into one of my subordinates' room in the middle of the night, could it be that you have a penchant for peeping at men sleeping, Major General Samar Anand!] ]
Beitang Flare did not expect Samar Anand to return to India from China so soon, and besides, he appeared in this room, probably because of the woman who slept in this bed, Princess Vidia.
[Presumptuous!] In the middle of the night, you dare to molest Princess Vidia, I think you are too bold. ]
[Lewd? Beitang Yaori smiled dumbly: [So, what is Major General Anand hiding here for most of the night? ]
[……] Samar Anand glared at the arrogant little guard in front of him, although it was an unfamiliar face, and the arrogant evil in him was very similar to a man he knew, and Samar quickly sat down in his mind with a man - Emperor Shao.
[Besides, this is my room in itself, and if I don't come back here, do you want me to sleep in Princess Vidia's bedchamber?] ]
[You're too presumptuous!] ]
Samar Anand roared, swapped the dagger in his hand for a short-range pistol, and aimed it at the North Hall Flare.
[Say, who the hell are you?] What is it called? For what will be here! ]
[Is Major General Anand going to kill people?] Beitang Yaori looked at the black muzzle of the gun aimed at him, and the corners of his mouth pulled in disdain: [The dignified Indian excellent major general, you actually broke into the princess's resting place in the middle of the night, you can't help but be too anxious, anyway, Princess Vidya will be yours sooner or later, isn't it?] ]
[One more word of nonsense, and I'll crash you at once!] ]
[Stop, Anand.] ]
The sound of the two people arguing finally woke Vidya up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw two men facing each other in the bedroom.