"Hey, isn't it?"

"Don't guess, no, of course not."

The speed radar in Songwentana's car sounded, and the two were speechless for a while. He seemed to sense something, and asked, "Something can't be wrong with you?" Is there anything you can tell me. ”

"No, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. I'll be in the bureau tomorrow. ”

Yan Xiaojing thought that when the time came, she would submit a report on the attack. She felt that tomorrow she would be able to face the reality strongly, and retell what happened as it was, without crying and breaking down.

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, thank you. I'm fine. ”

Yan Xiaojing hung up the phone.

But after 15 minutes, she finally couldn't hold back, wearing freshly washed jeans and a loose plaid shirt that could cover the curves of her body, and called a Pattaya hatchback taxi with blue and yellow to go to the scene of the crime. Before going out, she rummaged through the closet for a long time and found another black leather pouch. As she left the apartment, she clutched the pepper wolf guard tightly in her hand.

With two kilometres to get from her apartment to the site of the explosion, she needed time to regain the courage to tell Sonventana what had happened.

She hated to relive that horrific attack, but she also didn't want to let that ball go unpunished and commit the same crime against someone else. Even if she didn't catch anyone in the end, at least she did her part and tried to bring them to justice.

At this time, Xiao Lingyun slowly appeared in Lu Qingyang's studio.

It had been so long that he had almost forgotten how luxurious the vixen was.

Lu Qingyang is a fighter, but he has an aristocratic taste, and he puts it into practice. He lived a noble and enjoyable life, but also retained a bit of ancient Qingqiu tradition, and the luxurious lifestyle was also the embodiment of his value orientation for him. This 19th-century Chakri mansion is not only well restored and maintained on the outside, but also filled with antiques and art, as well as security like a bank vault.

However, the apricot yellow wallpaper in the studio stung Xiao Lingyun's eyes.

"We were pleasantly surprised. Your Excellency! The butler's voice came from behind him.

Vietnam's Nguyen Yuan Tho is the housekeeper of this house, and as a dog slave, he has served Lu Qingyang for hundreds of years. Inuslaves are subspecies of monsters that have served vixen nobles and fighters for thousands of years. Their combat power is not comparable to that of the vixen, and they also age faster than the vixen, so it can be said that their Taoism is almost inherently impossible to compare with the vixen, which is also the reason why they have been living as slaves for thousands of years. The old butler was wearing a black butler uniform as always, he bowed deeply and turned off all the lights, which made Xiao Lingyun's eyes feel much better. He then walked from the hall into the studio and respectfully asked, "Will you stay long, Your Excellency?" ”

Xiao Lingyun shook his head, the time was not under his control: "An hour at most." ”

"Your room is ready, you can call me anytime if you need it." Ruan Yuanshou bowed back, left the room, and closed the door.

Xiao Lingyun stands in front of a portrait more than two meters high, in which the figure is said to be the only canonized king of France, Louis IX. He raised his hand and pressed it on the gold frame on the right, and the canvas immediately rolled up, revealing the black granite hall behind the portrait, illuminated by only a few kerosene lamps.

Xiao Lingyun descended the stairs and came to the bottom of the hall. There is a door on the left and right sides of here, one leading to Lu Qingyang's luxurious suite, and the one that is open leads to Xiao Lingyun's temporary residence here. Most of the time, Xiao Lingyun lives in a hidden warehouse in Bangkok, which is said to have a steel-cast inner room with a door lock directly connected to Fort Knox's security system.

But he never invited Yang Luxia to his home, nor did he invite other members of the monthly meeting. Protecting an individual's privacy is precious.

Xiao Lingyun walked into the room, and a circle of candles on the wall lit up one after another under the incantation he gently recited in his mouth, but the faint golden candlelight was too busy to take care of himself, and he couldn't break through the layers of darkness at all. In order to protect Xiao Lingyun's eyesight, Lu Qingyang painted all four walls and the six-meter-high ceiling black. In one corner of the room there was a huge bed covered with black satin sheets and a row of pillows. In the middle is a Rolfo leather sofa, a Japanese-made widescreen TV, and on one side is a bathroom door with a black marble floor of Italian origin. There are also closets full of weapons and clothing.

For some reason, Lu Qingyang always annoyed Xiao Lingyun and asked him to live in this house. This has become an unsolvable mystery in his heart - it must not be out of defensive considerations, and Lu Qingyang can handle the battle himself. As for saying that a fox spirit like Qingyang will be lonely and lonely, it is even more nonsense.

Before Yang Luxia stepped into the room, Xiao Lingyun had already smelled her breath, like a pure sea breeze, bringing the smell of the Madagascar heating belt ocean.

Let's do it quickly, Xiao Lingyun thought to himself. At this moment, he only has the desire to kill in his heart, and he just wants to go back to the street and continue fighting. That night, only endless battles could fill his huge, empty appetite.

He turned.

Yang Luxia bowed slightly to him, and he smelled the meaning of devotion and uneasy emotions from her slender body.

"Your Excellency." She said in a proper manner.

Xiao Lingyun didn't really see it, Yang Luxia seemed to be wearing a white chiffon dress, and her beautiful long golden hair was draped from her shoulders to her back. He knew that Yang Luxia was dressed to please himself. He wished she didn't bother with it anymore.

Xiao Lingyun took off his leather jacket and took off the sword cover on his chest.

He felt that his parents were really annoyed, why did he find a woman like Yang Luxia? So...... A slender, fragile woman, he secretly lashes out at his parents.

Maybe it was because he was too weak before refining, maybe they were worried that the strong female vixen would hurt him, so he changed his mind again.

Thinking of this, he flexed his arms, his solid biceps bulging out, and the joints of his shoulders made a gratifying sound when he exerted himself.

If only his parents could see him now, seeing that their little boy has become a killer who is in charge of the big picture and is extremely indifferent. Perhaps, they can't identify with their current selves, Xiao Lingyun continued to think, in that case, their death would be a good thing.

Or perhaps, if they are lucky enough to continue to live in this world, they will be raised to be completely different people.

Yang Luxia moved nervously: "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I can't wait any longer." ”