"The delicate anus can't withstand the pressure and heat," the hooded bodyguard pointed out solemnly, "and he'll have to take liquid food for the rest of his life." ”

The bald head shouted, "He's flying to the banquet area!!" In desperation, he threw his black uniform on the tree, and his muscles exploded so that seven shirt buttons "crackled" and flew around, revealing the strawberry pattern vest inside. Ignoring the eyes of his colleagues, he raised his palms high, and a dazzling electric current rushed into the sky, connecting the clouds with the ground.

The dark clouds under the starry sky were suddenly infected by the tumbling thunder and lightning, and the rushing currents gradually connected in series to form a magnificent sky net. In the next second, the golden web of thunder and lightning broke away from the dark clouds and quickly tightened, enveloping the madrigal with overwhelming momentum. Under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards, Madrigal fell straight down like a flamed rocket.

The bald head quickly reaped the benefits. With his restraint, only a few muffled thunders sounded in the clouds, and the battle was quickly resolved, and the guests clinked glasses and laughed in the dining room without being disturbed in the slightest.

The three bodyguards applauded the bald head's awareness of the big picture.

And the madrigal in mid-air shouted badly. He found that the net of electricity on his body could not only produce the effect of restraint and burn, but also paralyze the veins of the flow of light and dust, making his strength unable to exert himself. But he couldn't rest on his laurels, so he had to fight hard, fully mixing the only three rolls of blue silk in his body with the light dust, repeatedly impacting the neurons, and finally reactivating the light dust veins.

Under the reinforcement of Lan Aya, the light and dust of the pastoral song was unstoppable, covering the whole body, and suddenly like wearing bronze armor, he stood up again, and the two rolls of Blue Aya exploded, successfully shattering the net of electricity that had been strangled into the flesh into the sky.

The bald head was still smiling to stop his subordinates from applauding, and behind him, Madrigal was already swaying and gliding down, running straight away from the Starlight Garden and towards the banquet area. The huge project of resurrecting Dieyi, so that his Lan Aya only has three volumes left, and it is not easy to escape from the grandmaster-level martial arts, he can only hide in the banquet area and find Zheng Xuan as soon as possible, in order to truly escape the fate of being "injected".

Madrigal stumbled into the beach below the banquet area. As soon as he entered the banquet area, the communication terminal on his wrist immediately recovered from the malfunction. He hurriedly climbed up to the beach, raised his wrist and reported: "God of War, I have been attacked and have fallen on the beach. ”

Almost immediately, Zheng Xuan's calm and majestic voice came from the communicator: "You are safe." I'll be there right away. ”

Madrigal finally put his mind at ease, and turned over on the beach exhausted, letting the waves wash his feet, feeling the burning pain in his body, and thinking to himself, it is good to have someone to rely on.

His body was covered with lattice-like mild burns, as if the whole person had been roasted on barbed wire.

Some of the guests wandering in the suspended corridor have already spotted the madrigal washed by the waves, pointing and talking through the crystal window, gradually forming a siege in the crystal corridor.

On the other side, the bald head was embarrassingly explaining to Jiang Li how Madrigal had escaped the pursuit of the grandmaster-level samurai.

"His tactical thinking has been indescribably flexible," the bald head embarrassedly endured the disgruntled gaze of the vice president, "Theoretically, it is absolutely impossible for a samurai below the rank of God of War to escape from the 'Skynet Restoration', and his nerve terminals should be blocked by high-level martial arts to ......"

"I can see very clearly that he is far from reaching the god of war level. Jiang Li pointed out impatiently, "If he were a god of war-level military attaché, I would attach more importance to him." So the responsibility is on you. ”

"Fuck your dad," the bald head thought with his head down, "I'll fuck your ancestors." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Li once again expressed his displeasure at the silence of this inaction.

"I mean," said the bald head, who quickly looked up, "he has been exposed to the eyes of the guests, and in order to stop the loss in time, we should immediately take administrative measures to intervene and carry out the confidentiality of the agreement." If you agree, the Secret Service will be able to find out his superior, unit and identity immediately, and the confidentiality agreement will be presented to you within half an hour. ”

The bald head saw that the vice president's face was flushed, like a charming sea of flowers in March. This touching demeanor was charming, as if she had eaten a shy mute loss, and it was even cuter than when she was angry.

"It's annoying. I'm not looking at it!" the vice president turned back to the chamber in annoyance. The bald head bowed again and again, apologizing for disturbing the vice president's meeting.

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"Zheng Xuan is looking for you in a hurry. Li Yanyan stood silently behind the four rows of seats, expressing her affection to Jiang Li with exaggerated lips, her beard like wriggling dough.

The vice president tried to ignore him. But Li Yanyan persistently waved her hands, constantly distracting the vice president, and finally the vice president quickly ended the debate, handed the stage to Liu Chan, director of her International Liaison Office, and then circled in front of Li Yanyan with a fierce attitude: "What the hell?"

"Zheng Xuan has been waiting for you for half an hour behind this phone call. Li Yanyan explained.

Jiang Li whispered hysterically: "Didn't you see that guy surnamed Zhang was going to make my whole year's efforts go to waste?

Li Yanyan thought that her angry appearance was so spicy, like a charming little pepper.

"Sorry, Vice President...... Maybe you want to answer the call. As the vice president's personal assistant, he quickly connected the vice president to the communication link.

The vice president's expression was immediately soft, and his voice was pleasant and moving: "Zheng Xuan, welcome to Triumph, I was going to receive you in person...... What?"

Li Yanyan saw the vice president's expression so embarrassed that it looked like she had swallowed a fly, and she was still swallowing.

"Well, how do I know he's a madrigal? I swear, I never gave any orders to directly hurt the madrigal, it must have been Yang Zhi's bald head who took matters into his own hands...... Yes, that's right! He's a desensitive beast! He's not good at protecting, he's going to kill. I couldn't agree more. "The vice president threw all the black cauldron on the head of the secret service without guilt. Li Yanyan scratched her nose in embarrassment, feeling sorry for the innocent bald head.

"Can you handle this?" Jiang Li just hung up Zheng Xuan's phone before recovering his irritated expression, "I don't want to hear Zheng Xuan's complaints, I don't want to receive pastoral complaints, and I don't want to explain to Yang Zhi why Zheng Xuan hates him for no reason." Did I make it clear?"

"Understood. Li Yanyan took out a small mirror. Jiang Li took a picture elegantly, and returned to the stage with radiance.

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Li Zi listened to the words of the pastoral song and went to see her mother, but was ordered to change her clothes because of her shirt. She calmed down, and as soon as she returned to the cafeteria, she heard that something had happened to Madrigal, and she felt terrible.

But this is not the most inflammatically infuriating. The most infuriating thing is that when Li Zi tried to check on Madrigal, Qin Chong simply rejected Li Zi in the communication: "Well, Madrigal is already seeing a doctor, but it is not convenient for him to see you." ”

"He's my boyfriend!Shouldn't I be granted visitation rights!" Li Zi insisted through gritted teeth.

"Well, you don't have to worry, there are a lot of male colleagues here, and Madrigal is well taken care of. "Qin Chong, as the head of the battle group, will not be at the mercy of Li Zi at all. He cut off communications.

Then he walked into the infirmary, stood side by side with Zheng Xuan, stared at the madrigal soaked in the restoration warehouse, and muttered, "My mother." ”

Pastoral's skin was covered with grid-like scorch marks, and dense blisters bulged out on the scorched marks, like a wisp of blood that kept swimming out, contaminating the orange repair solution. Because the blocking effect of the "Sky Net" on the nerves and veins was forcibly washed away by the madrigal, the tissues became fragile, and secondary bleeding occurred during repair.

"This kind of 'Skynet' can only be cultivated by grandmaster-level warriors, and it belongs to the high-level lower grade. It is a martial art used by the Secret Service to capture spies alive. Zheng Xuan stood outside the repair warehouse with his chest crossed, and said solemnly: "There are very few people who can't be caught by the special service. Pastoral is counted as one. ”