Chapter 143: You're a (Chapter 3)
"What does Mr. Zhang want?" The man's face sank.
How can this sentence be enough to show the style of the Yin and Yang family.
It's just that at this time, his style has become a paper tiger in Zhang Zifeng's eyes.
But this guy smiled and said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, it's just that I'm also a little interested in this matter, after all, this incident implicates me, and I'm curious about who is doing this." ”
The man was secretly relieved to hear this.
"Of course, if Mr. Zhang is willing to help, it will be an honor, but ......," the man said, "we still want to do it ourselves." ”
"Really?" Zhang Zifeng took a deep puff of cigarette, flicked the cigarette ash, and showed a smile, "That's okay, I won't embarrass you, you can go." ”
"Farewell!"
With that, the man disappeared into the night with the Seven Great Sword Slaves.
Seeing this, Bai Cangyue was puzzled, "He insulted you like this, will you let him go?" ”
"Otherwise," Zhang Zifeng smiled and immediately turned around to leave.
"Stop," Bai Cangyue frowned slightly, "You're leaving like this, shouldn't you tell me something?" ”
"Shall I say something, then?"
"You ......," Bai Cangyue said embarrassedly, "think for yourself." ”
With that, she also left angrily.
On the way home, Wei Xueyan was silent and did not speak, Zhang Zifeng glanced at her and apologized, "I'm sorry, what happened just now scared you." ”
"I'm not scared, it's you, why are there always troubles around, I now start to wonder if you protect me, or I protect you."
Zhang Zifeng could only smile bitterly, feeling like a dog in the middle of the day.
The little bald donkey sitting in the co-pilot smiled namelessly and said, "Brother, I have to say just now that you are too powerful, if I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you." ”
Speaking of this, he glanced at Wei Xueyan, and quickly changed his words, "But my sister-in-law is so beautiful, she must be wishful thinking." ”
Zhang Zifeng didn't speak, but frowned and glanced at the little bald donkey, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The car finally stopped, and the Wei family manor stopped, Wei Xueyan got out of the car and saw Zhang Zifeng but did not move.
"You go in first, I have something to talk about with this guy," Zhang Zifeng said suddenly to Wei Xueyan.
"Whatever you want, don't be too late, we will go back to Qinghai City tomorrow," Wei Xueyan turned around and left.
"Brother, what's the matter," the little bald donkey said namelessly.
Zhang Zifeng didn't speak, but lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, a pair of eyes looked directly at the little bald donkey nameless, and the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile.
This little bald donkey is thin, but he looks handsome, especially the pair of fox-like eyes, even women have to be jealous when they see it.
"Get out of the car," Zhang Zifeng suddenly said lightly.
The two got out of the car, and the little bald donkey smiled namelessly and said, "Brother, do you have any orders, please say." ”
"Command?" The corners of Zhang Zifeng's mouth outlined a smile, and said, "Take off your clothes for Lao Tzu, I want to be sure of one thing." ”
The little bald donkey was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly, "Brother, I'm not good at that." ”
"Let me just ask, do you take it off or not?"
The little bald donkey hid behind a tree with a nameless smoke, with a puzzled expression, "Brother, spare me." ”
"Looks like you need me to do it myself?"
I saw Zhang Zifeng striding forward and reaching out to grab the nameless clothes of the little bald donkey.
"Click!"
But suddenly, the breath of the little bald donkey's nameless whole person changed suddenly, and he blocked Zhang Zifeng's broad and powerful palm with one hand, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his fair face.
Seeing this, Zhang Zifeng sneered, "You kid really has a ghost!" ”
……
At this time, the Seven Great Sword Slaves were guarding the door of the hotel, exuding a terrifying aura.
The man in the room was bowing his head and kneeling on one knee.
Six meters away from him, he only saw a beautiful back wearing a snow-white dress and black hair hanging down her waist, and she slowly stroked the Persian cat in her arms.
"In other words, he wasn't the one who broke into my Yin and Yang family that day and stole the things of the Nine-Fold Glazed Tower?" Behind the woman in the snow-white dress is rich in the magnetism of a woman, but it makes people feel an incomparable chill, like a knife inserted into a person's heart.
The man's expression was solemn, and it could be said that he was in deep awe of this woman.
"That's right, his own strength is far higher than that of the trespasser that day."
"Okay, I'll tell the head of the house about this, by the way, did the little girl find it?"
"No, there is no news so far, Miss Xiaoske, she has already gone abroad, or she has really been kidnapped by trespassers."
"Impossible," the woman said lightly, "that girl is quirky and full of tricks, but she is a very slippery little head, and no one can catch her." ”
Hearing this, the man smiled slightly, but he was quite helpless for this little princess of the Yin and Yang family.
"Then let her be wild, she will naturally come back when she is wild enough, after all, she has been locked up in the Yin and Yang family for nineteen years."
"Yes," the man said, then paused.
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
The man nodded and said, "Zhang Zifeng said that he would also intervene in this matter, but Xiao Xiao didn't let him interfere in this matter because of the stolen things from the Nine-Fold Glazed Pagoda, so as not to fall into the hands of others." ”
"You've done a good job," the woman said lightly.
The Persian cat jumped out of her arms and came to the man, looking up, a pair of eyes radiating a bewitching light.
The man's face changed, and he said in horror, "Yang sacrifices to me......"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Persian cat let out a sharp cry and pounced on the man.
I only heard heart-rending screams from the hotel, and the strange thing was that the seven sword slaves were as indifferent as corpses, they stood in place without any breath.
There is an indescribable weirdness in the whole dark corridor.
……
"Big brother, what are you doing, spare the little brother!" The little bald donkey was nameless and was trampled under Zhang Zifeng.
Even though he has a stunt, he can only obediently admit it in the face of Zhang Zifeng.
"Didn't you pretend to be forced just now?" Zhang Zifeng slapped her on the bare head, and the painful little monk burst into tears.
"Brother, I was wrong, but I'm really not good at that."
"Really?" Zhang Zifeng lifted the little bald donkey up like a chicken, stared at his flat slap with his eyes, and suddenly grabbed it with one hand.
Suddenly, an extremely strange feeling lingered in Zhang Zifeng's palm, and the little bald donkey was blushing, full of shame and indignation.
"it!" Zhang Zifeng looked confused.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to freeze.
"You...... Are you a? Zhang Zifeng screamed.
The little bald donkey's nameless face turned red, and even his voice became thinner at this moment, and it was clearly a woman's voice.
The little bald donkey broke free from Zhang Zifeng's shackles in a nameless panic, turned around and wanted to run away.
"You stop for me," Zhang Zifeng was confused, and naturally he wouldn't let "her" leave, and he would catch him behind him.
As a result, only a hissing sound was heard, and the little bald donkey's thin and shabby clothes shattered to the ground.
In the next second, the incomparably little bald donkey snorted namelessly and fell to the ground.
"Damn, so white!" A man can't help but say.