Chapter Seventy-Six: The Storm of Photography

But since the lord asked, he categorically had no reason to be silent, it just so happened that there was an invitation sent by Li Shao in the ministry today, and he almost forgot to report it, and now he happened to say it together.

"Master Xiao, Li Shao has been training recruits in the past few days, as always serious and responsible, in the afternoon, Li Shao came to the ministry to send an invitation, the content is to invite you to participate in the wedding banquet of his sister."

"Name, family history."

The corners of the night thunderbolt's lips rose, and a layer of frost appeared on his cold face.

As a disciple of the Red Sect, he naturally understood that without the approval of his superiors, the banquet of recognizing his relatives would not be possible.

"The name may be a little familiar," Qi Ze couldn't hold back his words, even if he hid Nie Ange's identity, he was uncomfortable, not to mention such a big thing, speaking of which, he felt that Li Shao's approach was too strange.

"Yang Qinghan, Li Shaozhi's sister, is the Yang Qinghan who had a relationship with Li Shao."

After speaking, Qi Ze felt that the air suddenly tightened, and the person couldn't breathe.

"Bastard thing!"

Night Thunder frowned slightly, "Let him come over to see me immediately!" ”

“……”

Qi Ze forgot to glance at the sky, and then looked at the place where they were, are you sure you want him to bring people here?

Sure enough, Qi Ze's doubts were correct, and before this person could get out of the study, he was called back by the Night Thunderbolt.

"I don't want to see him now, so the matter of training recruits will be handed over to Li Rui, so that he can reflect on it and submit a 10,000-word written explanation."

If you can't explain it clearly, or you can't satisfy him, no one else needs to stay in the Empire!

The eyes of the night thunderbolt are dark, and the cold silhouette is reflected in the lights, which is unexpectedly distinct, as if it is carefully made by God, 360 degrees without any dead ends.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it, Miss Nie, she ......"

Qi Ze hesitated, but still didn't say anything about Nie Ange's appearance in Jinhong.

"I've got my own discretion."

Night Thunderbolt said lightly, her life is his, don't worry.

……

Kam Hung Clubhouse.

A dripping rain swept across the eaves, enveloping the castle-like skyscrapers in front of you.

Yingying is full of water vapor, a little more fairy.

Nie Wushuang stood excitedly under Jinhong's signboard, picked up a selfie stick and wanted to take a picture, but was stopped by the service staff at the door.

"This road is not your home, why can't I stand here and take pictures?"

Nie Wushuang frowned, she was dressed like a noble princess today, in early autumn, the temperature was getting colder, she still wore a pink puffy skirt, with small shoulders on the outside, long wavy curls wrapped around her pretty little face, looking like a delicate doll.

It's a pity that the face of the "doll" is too white, and after a freeze, the makeup in the United States will also crack.

"I'm sorry Miss, this road also belongs to the clubhouse."

The greeter said unceremoniously, but his actions were so respectful that it was impossible to find anything rude.

Nie Wushuang was stunned all of a sudden, his face was blue and red for a while, and he reflected each other, and Nie Ange, who was watching it, frowned, "Is there enough trouble?" ”

"I ......"

Nie Wushuang wanted to refute, she just wanted to take a photo, what's wrong!

But the strange eyes around her kept throwing at her, and she was full of resentment, and she could only suppress it.

Obviously today is her birthday, why should she be angry with Nie Ange, and if it weren't for her, Nie Ange might not be able to enter such a high-end place for the rest of his life.

Why did she dictate in front of her!