Chapter 7: Quite unpleasant
Long Chi pushed the car door, got out of the car, found a water source, and washed his hands.
After washing his hands, he got back into the car so that Yanbin could go.
Yan Bin received the order, started the car, and left.
Along the way, Long Chi didn't pay attention to Wang Yan, and Wang Yan wouldn't pay attention to him, so he leaned against the window and looked outside, not knowing what he was looking at or thinking.
At 9:15 p.m., the military vehicle arrived at the Young Marshal's Mansion.
Wang Yan looked through the window glass at the quiet and solemn front door of the Young Marshal's Mansion, from the outside, the Young Marshal's Mansion was like an ordinary big family's house, there was nothing peculiar.
But in fact, once you get close to the three-meter-high gate, there are countless invisible guns pointed at you.
There were also gun-wielding soldiers guarding under the four high walls.
A little further afield, there is an observation deck.
The lookout is guarded 24 hours a day, and as soon as there is any disturbance outside, it will be spotted immediately.
Of course, on the surface, it is these conventional military defense things, but secretly, this young marshal's mansion has many unknown and terrifying traps.
Wang Yan lowered her long eyelashes slightly, thinking to herself, stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it took no effort to get it, she knew that she could enter the Young Marshal's Mansion through this method, why did she bother to let herself be born and die so much?
The last time she sneaked in, she barely managed to escape.
Wang Yan gathered her military uniform.
Long Chi's special military vehicle, the soldiers guarding it naturally recognized, and there were so many troops following Long Chi, this can't be faked, knowing that it was his own young master who came back, the soldiers guarding the door immediately opened the door and let him go.
Yan Bin drove the car in, and when he was about to enter the garage, he was blocked by several cars.
Yan Bin took a closer look outside, and then said, "Young Master, there are several cars parked outside, which look like the cars of the Wen family, the Bai family, the Li family, and the second young master." ”
Long Chi pouted, "If you are idle, you have nothing to do, if you don't want to sleep at night, you can go to Yehuanlou to have fun, what are you doing here." ”
Yan Bin said with a smile, "The young master went to hunt Yan with great fanfare today, can they not come?" ”
Long Chi listened, snorted, leisurely took out a lighter from the trouser pocket of his military uniform, and played with it.
Yan Bin said, "The car can't be parked." ”
Long Chi said, "Then stop outside." ”
Yan Bin hummed, turned off the car, and the troops of the Young Marshal's Mansion who followed up had already returned to their own territories in their respective places, not behind this car.
Long Chi played with the lighter for a while, and when the car turned off, Yan Bin opened the door on his side, stood at a distance and waited, he put the lighter away, and glanced at Wang Yan who was nesting on the other side of the sofa.
Wang Yan was still curled up, small like glutinous rice.
Long Chi squinted, his chin was slightly raised, and the three-dimensional arc immediately pressed over with a persecuting coldness, he tapped his thighs with his fingers, and suddenly said loudly, "Come here." ”
Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking, are you calling me?
Long Chi raised his eyebrows, "Just call you, hurry up!" ”
Wang Yan clenched her military uniform with her small hand, hesitated and thought for a moment, and finally compromised and moved over slowly.
Before she got close to the dangerous man, she suddenly pulled vigorously, and she fell forward on her prostriety, and she screamed in fright, "Ah! ”
The next second, her body was cold, she was suddenly startled, and before she had time to change her face, her thin white neck was bitten, and a rough palm was attached to her calf, and then, her calf and neck were in great pain, and she was about to cry out in pain, but her mouth was held down by the man with his palm.
Long Chi bit her neck a few times, and let go of her when he saw the red mark.
He was above her, glanced at her weeping face, and reached out to wipe it.
After wiping it, looking at the liquid on his fingertips, he frowned, quite unhappy.
Was he just feeling sorry for her?
Damn it!