CHAPTER 107
"You know, it's the only way he's eating. He's going to have to survive anyway. Despite the rumors, he had never killed any of the ordinary people he used for food. I don't know what happened to those two warblers. ”
Xiao Lingyun cursed.
"Your Excellency, it's not fair that he can't take the blame for a crime he didn't commit, or die for it."
Xiao Lingyun closed his eyes and was noncommittal.
Finally, he said, "You bring him here tonight." I will give him a hope to explain before the monthly meeting. ”
"Thank you, Your Excellency."
"Don't thank too soon. Just asking him to explain doesn't mean he can be saved. ”
Xiao Lingyun hung up the phone.
His heart was as clear as a mirror. This time, everyone was summoned to the hearing, not for the sake of Bayust's score, but entirely for Ah Quan, because the Black Tail Moon Society needed him.
What's more, Xiao Lingyun has a hunch that unless Ah Quan feels that his twin brother has been treated fairly, even then, he is very likely to leave the Moon Society.
Xiao Lingyun thought of Bayust, and reviewed his usual every move in his mind.
Yang Xuying really found the right assassin. As we all know, Bayust is never involved with anyone or anything, so this excellent doctor with a high IQ guessed correctly, and Bayu will not be bothered by betraying Kuroo Tsuki. Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was one of the few people on this planet who could threaten Xiao Lingyun's life.
It's just that one thing doesn't make sense - Bayu never cares about material possession. When he was a slave, he never had material wealth, and he never thought about asking for anything after he became a member of the Lunar Society. So it's hard to believe that those bills can impress him.
But then again, he can see killing as entertainment.
Xiao Lingyun's nasal cavity tingled, and his body suddenly stagnated.
He frowned, walked over to one of the vents that brought fresh air to the bedroom, and took a deep breath.
A servant eater appeared in the house.
It was the servant eater I had seen last time in front of Owens' house in a Ford Raptor car.
Yan Xiaojing sandwiched the filet mignon and a little mayonnaise left over from last night into two slices of bread, and took a big bite of it, suddenly feeling like bathing in heaven. The food tasted even better.
She ate a homemade sandwich and looked through the kitchen window at the maple trees, the dark green leaves completely lifeless.
In the middle of summer, there was still no breeze, as if even the air itself was too hot to move.
No, there's something moving.
A man walked up from the property next door. He walked through the hedge and approached the house. Yan Xiaojing suddenly felt a burst of creepy, as if she had been pricked by a needle.
Such a reaction is so bizarre.
The man, dressed in the gray uniform of the Pattaya Electric Company and holding a document board in one hand, did not look like a special dangerous person. He had bright white hair, was tall, and walked listlessly, just a bored meter reader, trying to figure out how to escape the heat and sit back at his desk.
The phone on the wall rang suddenly, startling her.
She reached for the phone, still staring at the man. The other party also seemed to see her and stopped.
"Hello?" While Yan Xiaojing was talking into the microphone, the Pattaya Electric staff member continued to move forward and came to the back door of the kitchen.
"Yan Xiaojing, now hurry downstairs." Xiao Lingyun shouted.
At the same time, the guy who read the meter looked in through the glass window of the back door of the kitchen, and collided with Yan Xiaojing's gaze. He raised his hand with a smile on his face.
A chill spread throughout Yan Xiaojing's body.
He wasn't a living man, she thought to herself. Not sure how she knew, she just knew.
She dropped the phone and turned and ran downstairs.
Behind her there was the sound of the back door being kicked open, and then she heard a thud, something hit her shoulder, and she took a sting, then felt another tingling.
Her body began to slow down.
She slumped on the kitchen tiles.
Sensing that Yan Xiaojing fell to the floor, Xiao Lingyun roared wildly, rushed up the stairs like an arrow from the string, and stepped into the studio.
But as soon as his skin touched the sun, it immediately burned like a chemical agent, forcing him back into darkness. He ran back to his bedroom at lightning speed, picked up the phone and dialed upstairs. The phone rings in the house.
He breathed rapidly, his chest rising and falling violently, creating a clear contrast.
Trapped, he was trapped. He was trapped downstairs while she was ......
He roared angrily and shouted out Yan Xiaojing's name.
He could feel her being snatched away, the smell blurring, and being taken somewhere far away from him.
His heart was filled with rage, and the black cold air shattered the bathroom mirror, making a cracking sound.
Ruan Yuanshou finally picked up the phone: "We have been invaded!" Charunwang is ......"
"Call that strip ~ to listen to the phone!" Xiao Lingyun roared.
After a while, Chalunwang's voice came from the other end of the phone, a little out of breath: "I don't know who it is, but I couldn't catch him......"
"Have you seen Yan Xiaojing?"
"Isn't she with you?"
Xiao Lingyun let out another roar, feeling as if all the walls around him were falling towards him, and he became completely helpless in an instant, imprisoned in a cage by the sunlight shining on the earth.
He forced himself to take several deep breaths. But after only a breath, he was out of breath again, and he shouted: "Tiao~zi, I need your help, I need ...... You. ”
Meanwhile.
Mr. X climbed into the miniature bread, still a little skeptical.
He couldn't believe what was in front of him.
He caught the queen. He kidnapped the queen of the vixen.
It was a good fortune that a servant eater would never have encountered in his life, but it went so smoothly that it seemed as if everything was going according to plan.
At first, he just wanted to get close to the house and do some reconnaissance work. In his opinion, the address provided by the vixen in the alley last night was too coincidental to be the same as the home of the Moon's Warrior who was killed by him. In any case, why would the Blind Monarch linger in the home of a dead Moonlord Warrior?
Mr. X first assumed that this was a trap. So he decided to visit Lu Qingyang's mansion in full gear before dark. He wanted to take a look at the perimeter of the house to see if the windows on the upper floors were tightly covered, and what kind of cars were parked in the driveway.