Chapter 561: Could It Be That He Guessed Wrong?
His index finger rubbed lightly against his thumb, a small movement as he thought.
Jiang Zebei was silent for a long time, and the man in black didn't know what to say.
After a while, he said, "It's too late at night, you should go back." ”
The reason why Jiang Zebei was silent was to hear the man in black speak again.
A familiar voice sounded, Jiang Zebei quickly turned his head, and a pair of sharp eyes shot directly at the other party.
"Who are you?!"
In the words, there is a clear grasp of it.
He even made a quick move when the man in black showed a stunned look, trying to take off the black scarf on his face.
The man in black took two steps back extremely quickly, dodging Jiang Zebei's sneak attack.
Knowing that Jiang Zebei might have guessed his identity, his eyes showed a little annoyance.
The man in black glanced at Jiang Zebei, tapped his toes, and quickly flew away.
Looking at the back of him leaving, Jiang Zebei narrowed his eyes and flew away from the bamboo forest.
The three men in black left behind cleaned the "battlefield".
Soon many people appeared from the shadows.
These people who appeared were trained to restore the destroyed bamboo forests to their original state.
They used the fastest speed to finish the bamboo forest.
Everyone glanced at each other and flew away together, going in different directions.
……
Jiang Zebei returned to the room of the accommodation as fast as he could.
He glanced at Chen Qishan and Zhu Ziyue who were lying on the bed, and finally put his eyes on Huang Ding's body.
Lift your footsteps, step into the room, and close the door softly.
Jiang Zebei's body walked in one direction.
Standing beside Chen Qishan, he looked sideways at the other party's sleeping face, and there seemed to be a crystal light at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Jiang Zebei glanced at it with disgust, continued to move forward, and came to Zhu Ziyue's side.
Zhu Ziyue sleeps very honestly and very well-behaved.
He breathed evenly, nothing else, he and Chen Qishan were fine, Jiang Zebei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Then he turned around and walked towards Huang Ding's bed.
Standing in front of the other party's bed, Jiang Zebei's eyes sank.
His gaze shifted to the bed, and Huang Ding, who was sleeping deeply, looked around, and finally put his gaze on his shoulder.
The rough voice of the man in black before disappeared, and the familiar voice that came out was somewhat similar to Huang Ding.
Seeing that the other party was sleeping deeply, Jiang Zebei slowly stretched out his hand.
His hand was on the spot where it had hit the man in black.
His hand touched Huang Ding's shoulder, but there were no symptoms, not even slightly swollen.
The feel can't deceive people.
Jiang Zebei did not withdraw his hand, but pulled the clothes off Huang Ding's shoulders, and what he saw was skin without traces.
He stared at Huang Ding with complicated eyes, and the strength he had hit the shoulder of the man in black before had taken seven or eight points.
Even if the other party is not seriously injured, it will never be without a trace.
Could it be that he guessed wrong?
The man in black is not Huang Ding.
At this moment, Jiang Zebei couldn't say what it felt.
With a slight irritation in his eyes, he turned away and returned to his bed.
Jiang Zebei lay on the pillow made for him by Chen Mengtian, looking at the moonlight outside the window, without the slightest sleepiness.
He just stared out the window somewhere, and the look in his eyes was so calm that people couldn't see through his emotions and thoughts.
The young man lying on the bed didn't know that just as he left Huang Ding's bed, the other party quietly opened a pair of eyes.
His body was motionless, and his breathing was not disturbed.