The night in a foreign country is always so calm and deep, and it evokes the emotion of longing.

However, for Jiao Zuoren, all this is not true, and this product has been lying in bed all night thinking about what to eat tomorrow and what moves to use next time he goes head-to-head with Bai Lian. Perhaps such a large number of nerves is the key factor for Jiaozuo people to live optimistically until now.

Because he thought about a bunch of inexplicable things at night, Jiao Zuoren didn't get up too early in the morning, and when he walked downstairs sleepily, everyone was already around the dining table and eating breakfast lively.

"Eh, why didn't anyone call me? Don't call me too much when eating," Jiao Zuoren looked at and stuffed a kind of dough called chabati into his mouth without any scruples, this name was still known by Jiao Zuoren when he was strolling on the street a few days ago.

"Joke, I can give you something so delicious?" Bai Lian saw Jiao Zuoren walking downstairs, and immediately quickly stuffed a dough cake into his mouth.

Jiao Zuoren, who rushed downstairs, successfully grabbed the last dough cake and stuffed it into his mouth. With both hands pinching his waist and puffing out his cheeks, he stared at Bai Lian with wide eyes.

Just as the two were glaring at each other, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Be a man, go open the door, come to the guest" Brother Qiao took the bread in his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and in the other hand he held a half-lit cigarette.

"Huh? Oh" Jiao Zuoren swallowed the contents of his mouth with great difficulty, and gave Bai Lian a "You wait for me to clean you up for a while" look, and turned to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, Jiao Zuoren successfully swallowed what he hadn't swallowed, because the people who appeared in front of him were all old acquaintances, well, it wouldn't be wrong if he said it was an old opponent.

The black robe at the head covered the entire body, but his tall body could still be seen, and the miserable white pattern on the robe was strange in the slightest, Jiao Zuoren just glanced at it and had a feeling that he couldn't get rid of.

Behind him was Lin Yao, whose face was slightly pale but couldn't hide the intoxicating sense of bewitchment. Not to mention the other two, one is the gun ability who "fought" with Jiaozuo people in Mexico and a certain gas man who just cleaned up for him.

"Yo, what's going on? Gas man, you were hit by a car and became a second-degree disabled? Because Jiao Zuoren fainted at that time, he couldn't help but taunt the fog demon who was limping and his arm was still bandaged.

"You" The fog demon's expression sank, and he was about to rush forward, but as soon as he took a step forward, he was slapped back by the black-robed man in front.

The fog demon knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Jiao Zuoren viciously, not daring to move again.

An ethereal voice appeared in Jiao Zuoren's mind, "I'm sorry, my subordinates are a little rude"

"? What is this? Brain wave transmission? Which way are you? Jiao Zuoren was startled by the words that echoed in his head.

"Contemptible is just an ordinary capable person, please take care of it when you first arrive" The ethereal voice gradually condensed in Jiao Zuoren's brain, and he clearly felt that as one word after another was passed into his brain, his reaction became more and more sluggish, and even his body was no longer under his control.

"It's almost, hurry up and get in" Brother Qiao roared from the restaurant, and the startled Jiaozuo people immediately came back to their senses, and secretly glanced at the black-robed man like a ghost, not daring to look at him anymore, and ran towards the house.

Seeing Brother Qiao, who was paralyzed and smoking on the sofa in the living room, Jiao Zuoren had a little bottom in his heart, and immediately stood behind Brother Qiao and glanced at Qin Longzu, who was also standing behind Brother Qiao, Bai Lian and Ah Ming both had serious expressions.

The familiar voice of Jiao Zuoren appeared in everyone's minds at this time, "Long time no see, old Qiao" After the black-robed man entered the house, he sat directly opposite Brother Qiao, and several people who followed him also stood behind him.

The two sides looked at each other, and the momentum of the saber rattling made the air stagnate, and when Brother Qiao saw the silent Lin Yao again, his body trembled obviously, but soon returned to normal.

"Don't be all that bells and whistles in me, just talk about people if you can talk to people, or get out" Brother Qiao ignored the way the black-robed man greeted him, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and sat up straight to look at him.

The black-robed man flicked his sleeves and suddenly laughed, and a peaceful voice came out, "It's really your character, Old Joe, we haven't seen each other for years."

"There's a fart, I don't have the money to invite you to dinner, if you have something to say, it's okay to get out" Brother Qiao raised Erlang's leg and lit a cigarette for himself, without even looking at the other side.

"It seems that you still have the same temper as you did back then, are you sure you really want to do this?" The man in the black robe straightened his clothes. Jiao Zuoren noticed a little red light coming from his hood, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Ya, why do you talk so much? Villains have to fart, right? Brother Qiao squinted at the fog demon standing at the end of the black-robed man with a cigarette, and the fog demon saw Brother Qiao's gaze and took a few steps back in fear.

"Mist Demon, come" The black-robed man turned around and beckoned to the Mist Demon who was about to hide behind the spear ability.

As soon as the fog demon saw the black-robed man calling himself, he didn't dare to hide any further, and limped to his side.

The black-robed man stretched out his hand and slapped his palm on the top of the fog demon's head, and he heard a terrible scream from the fog demon dissipate like smoke.

"The people below are not honest, I'm really sorry" The black-robed man finally took off his hood, and a resolute face covered with hideous scars made Jiao Zuoren and the others secretly startled.

Brother Qiao saw that he took off his hood, shook his head and smiled, and lay back on the sofa, "I thought you wouldn't dare to show your face in your life, should you say it or not, you are still so dark, you say I call you crazy?" Or Yizhe? Or maybe some shitty king of the Slayers? ”

"Hahaha, if it's crazy, who of us can compare to you?" Yi Zhe smiled, and the handle on his face was as shocking as a wriggling worm.

"Okay, okay, don't bb, what the hell are you doing here, it's the first time I know that you're disgusting?" Brother Qiao closed his eyes and waved his hand impatiently.

"It's nothing, I just want to give Lin Yao back to you"

Brother Qiao, who was already leaning on the sofa, had his right hand trembling inexplicably, staring closely at the face in front of him that disgusted him very much, and inadvertently glanced at Lin Yao, who was pale.

"The Indian branch is very hidden by those old things, I can't find it, but you should know very well that I need you to help me get rid of them, if you can do it, I will lift my mind control over Lin Yao, and it is up to her to decide whether she will go or stay, how about it? That's a good deal, right? Anyway, those old things are a bunch of ungrateful and shameless bastards, and this business is definitely not a loss" Yizhe relaxed his legs on the coffee table, looking at Brother Qiao, whose expression had changed, with a flat smile on his face.

Brother Qiao sighed and collapsed on the sofa as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Finished?" Let's get out of here when the fart is over."

"Oh? Isn't that your Joe crazy character? Are you sure? It's worth it just for the sake of those old things? Yi Zhe's smile was even stronger, and he even looked back at Lin Yao, who was speechless.

"I'll let you go" Brother Qiao's eyes glared angrily, and he smashed his fist on the coffee table, and the wooden coffee table shattered in an instant and scattered in all directions.

Yi Zhe stood up with a normal expression, "Hahaha, okay, good guy, crazy Qiao, I'm waiting for your reply, but don't let me regret it" After speaking, he looked up at Jiao Zuoren behind Brother Qiao and smiled lightly, then turned around and motioned for everyone behind him to leave. Before leaving, walking at the end, Lin Yao, who was pale, turned his head and glanced at Brother Qiao, who was lowering his head, and did not speak.

Jiao Zuoren watched Yizhe sit on the sofa weakly after leaving, and looked at Brother Qiao, who was in a mess in front of him, and wanted to step forward to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Just as Jiao Zuoren was about to step forward to persuade Brother Qiao, Qin Longzu patted him on the shoulder and shook his head at him, and grabbed Bai Lian, who was already about to rush over, and beckoned Ah Ming to go upstairs.

"Really, will this be the choice? That's not a bad step, is it? Master" Brother Qiao lay on his back on the sofa, looked at the quaint chandelier, closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the silk in his eyes flowed down the corners of his eyes...