Chapter 5: Bad Bad
Wang Niangao's eyes were sad, and he almost cried.
He was standing outside just now, although this door was thick, but Wang Yan screamed so miserably, why couldn't he hear it?
He's the father of three daughters, so of course he knows what that kind of picture looks like.
And when he thinks of that kind of picture, he ......
Wang Niangao's body shook.
Long Chi stopped looking at him, and walked away.
Yan Bin followed.
Wang Niangao wanted to chase, but was pulled by Wang Xue, she said, "Dad, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." ”
Wang Niangao gritted his teeth silently, watching Long Chi leave with Wang Yan in his arms, he hated his shoulder, "It's my father's incompetence." ”
Wang Xue said, "It's not that my father is incompetent, it's the way of the world." ”
The Long family is in charge of the warlord world, not to mention Pingcheng, even if the marshals of other cities encounter this situation, they can only be bullied, who dares to say a word in front of Long Chi?
Long Chi hugged Wang Yan and walked out, halfway through, the little mouse in his arms poked his head out and asked timidly, "Where are you going to take me?" ”
Long Chi squinted into the distance and said with a smile, "Young Marshal's Mansion." ”
Wang Yan was silent for a moment and whispered, "I want to go back and see my mother for the last time." ”
Long Chi chuckled, "One last look? He withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked down at her, "Tell me your last words?" Do you know that if you enter my young marshal's mansion, you won't be able to get out alive? ”
Wang Yan pursed her lips and remained silent.
Long Chi let go of her, copied it into the trouser pocket of the military uniform with one hand, and lowered his eyes on one side of his head with a domineering and lonely spirit, he pulled the military uniform like a sack on Wang Yan's body with one hand, and said in a low and lazy voice, "Go, give you ten minutes, if you don't come out in ten minutes, I will step here." ”
Wang Yan nodded weakly.
Long Chi stopped looking at her, continued to walk forward, got into the car and leaned in the back seat, closing his eyes like a lone star.
Yan Bin gathered the army and went to the side of the car and knocked on the window.
Long Chi didn't open his eyes, and only asked, "Did you find it?" ”
Yan Bin shook his head, "No." ”
Long Chi suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice was dormant with danger, "No? ”
Yan Bin said, "No. ”
Long Chi scolded, "So many people can't find a single person, how did you become an adjutant." He unbuttoned the general's green shirt, breathed a little easier, and then asked, "Are you sure that little ghost entered Pingcheng at that time?" ”
Yan Bin said, "I personally tracked it down, and there will be no mistake." ”
Long Chi squinted his eyes and sneered, "I don't believe that he can fly away, send people to defend Pingcheng, but anyone who goes out of the city and enters the city will be checked!" ”
"Yes!"
……
Wang Yan went for nine minutes, and she came back when it was almost ten minutes.
Long Chi was leaning against the back of the tall military vehicle with his eyes closed at the moment, his military hat was resting on one side, his handsome brows were slightly twisted, and his face was cold and gloomy to reject people thousands of miles away.
When Wang Yan got closer, Yan Bin, who was sitting in the cab in front of him, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, just right, 3:55.
And when Wang Yan opened the back door and got in, the minutes on the clock were impartial and arrived at six.
That is to say, from the time she left to the time she came back, every second was not bad, it took exactly ten minutes, not more than one second, no more than one second, and it was accurate in place.
Yan Bin squinted his eyes deeply, and glanced back strangely at Wang Yan, who was still as timid as a mouse, and thought, has a timer on his body? So accurate?
Of course, Wang Yan doesn't have a timer on her body, she has a vacuum in her, and she can't be safe if she wants to.
The reason why she can control her time so well is only because she has been professionally trained.
After getting into the back parking space, the unscrupulous young marshal with his eyes closed slowly lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, seeing her hiding in the corner, eager to make himself invisible, he wanted to laugh, seeing that she was still wearing his military uniform, his eyebrows twisted again, and a trace of disgust flashed in his cold eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and then he lightly opened his thin lips, and said in his unique magnetic and bewildering voice, "Take off your military uniform." ”