Text Text_Chapter 20: The rejuvenated black ghost

"No, as long as you can remember those two things."

Yue Zitong's face darkened again: "Don't let Min Rou down, she is a good girl." ”

Li Nannan asked rhetorically: "Then, what if she fails me?" ”

Yue Zitong said coldly: "Then you can die." ”

"Okay, deal."

Li Nannan didn't care that Yue Zitong's words were so ugly, he thought for a while before asking, "Auntie, can I ask you something?" ”

"Say."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Agent."

Yue Zitong also thought about it, and still answered his question.

"Damn, such a?"

Li Nannan looked surprised.

Yue Zitong didn't care about him swearing, squinted his eyes and smiled gloomily: "So, you'd better be honest in front of me in the future, otherwise I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and I'll shoot you." ”

Li Nannan raised his hands in surrender.

After saying what he wanted to say, Yue Zitong didn't want to see him, and raised his hand and waved, like a fly: "You can go now." Well, it's the driver of the car class, my car driver. Early tomorrow morning, I will officially come to work in the company. ”

really made Wang Defa right, from this moment on, Li Nannan became a glorious car driver.

She arranged Mr. Scumbag like this to find a reason to commute with her.

"Okay, auntie, then I'll go."

Li Nannan stood up, bent down slightly and nodded, before turning around and walking to the door.

may be because of his well-behavedness, which made Yue Zitong have a good impression of him: "Wait, do you have money now?" I don't have extra toiletries at home. ”

"It's just a coppery thing, but I don't bother with you, auntieβ€”see you tomorrow."

Li Nannan refused with a smile, and couldn't help but glance back after opening the door.

He thought that his chic view of money like dung would make Yue Zitong feel a little surprised, maybe he was staring at his back with very complicated eyes.

As a result, people didn't mean it at all, just looked at him playfully: "What, what's the matter?" ”

Li Nannan, who felt very shameless, made a clumsy excuse: "I just want to ask, it's still early, where should I go to play?" ”

"Wherever you want to die, you will die."

Yue Zitong said lightly, took a document and started working.

In fact, Li Nannan really wanted to ask if the three masked killers were sent by her when she took a bath yesterday.

However, this kind of thing can't be asked directly, and even if she asks, she won't admit it, which needs to be investigated slowly by Li Nannan in the future.

Yue Zitong's identity turned out to be an agent, which made Li Nannan suddenly realize in his heart: No wonder the old man asked me to protect her, can I be an agent without an enemy?

Li Nannan is still a little puzzled, just with Yue Zitong's obviously lacking IQ, how powerful a character can he offend, and he still needs to go out in person and protect himself?

Just when the scum in Mr. Yue's mouth was wandering around Qingshan City, thousands of kilometers away in the deep mountains, an old man wearing a black robe and a long beard slowly opened his eyes.

In front of the boulder where he was sitting cross-legged, there was also a man wearing the same black robe, but his face was wearing a golden ghost face with blue fangs, even in broad daylight, it looked very eerie and terrifying, only the eyes behind the eye hole, black and swarthy like going straight to hell.

It was a woman, with a wide black gauze robe, which could not hide her slender body.

When the white-bearded old man closed his eyes, she stood here for a long time, but she never said a word, as if the old man did not open his eyes and speak, she would continue to stand like this.

The old man looked at her for a moment, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Last night, I watched the sky at night, as early as twenty-four years ago, I came from hell, and the Heavenly Evil Star that can rejuvenate has officially entered the world. ”

"Where is he now, and what is his name?"

The black-robed woman's voice was very good, with a bewitching feeling that made people's hearts itch and unbearable, that is, it was cold and palpitating, as if two pieces of iron were rubbing.

"I can't see through it, like I don't know where his life comes from, and where he's going."

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes again.

The black-robed woman didn't ask anything more, bent down slightly, and when she turned to leave, the wind blew the long hair in her ears, revealing the skin behind her ears that was whiter than the 10,000-year-old snow on the mountain.