Chapter 2: Brother, borrow a sleep
"What?" Yan was surprised.
"Brother Tai, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, can you borrow something?" When the person wakes up, Lu Li has to consult the opinions of the parties to show respect.
Yan Ying frowned, could it be that he met a thief on the road?
"Borrow what? Money? You make a call for me, and when it's done, I'll give you 100...... Woo......"
However, before Yan Ying's words fell, Lu Li pulled his neck with one hand and gagged him fiercely.
Yan Ying's whole body instantly stiffened and he was dumbfounded.
The helmsman of the first family of Kyoto in Bactria was bitten by a strange, sloppy, and stinky dead woman for twenty years!?
"Uh......h Woo woo......" Yan Ying took great pains to pull away the woman's hand that locked his neck, and spit out the blood on the tip of his tongue: "What the hell are you in!" ”
Lu Li was impatient, quickly re-circled his neck, and pressed him back to his side: "Brother Tai, borrow you to sleep, after the matter is completed, you will open the money and things with you." ”
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It was just getting dark.
Anxious voices could be heard in the woods from all directions.
"Third Master Yan."
"Mr. Yan."
"Yan Ying!"
It's his people who found it!
The consciousness of survival made Yan Ying react very quickly: "I...... I'm here! ”
Who knows, as soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse and deep voice was like a male duck that had been poisoned and dumb.
"Yan Si ......"
"Get out!"
The subordinates who rushed over excitedly got an angry roar from Yan Ying.
But the scene in front of him was so appalling that before he even had time to hesitate, his subordinates were shocked on the spot, and countless shocked and frightened eyes gathered on him from all directions.
Yan Ying closed his eyes silently, and on his handsome face as jade, a few iron-blue cracks couldn't help but appear.
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on a private jet.
Zheng Wen and Yan Guodong looked at their son who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and silent with red eyes, and they were very distressed.
"George, how is his injury? Will there be any sequelae. Zheng Wen asked the accompanying doctor eagerly.
"Madam, please rest assured, Fourth Master Yan is just a few skin injuries, and he will be fine after a few days of recuperation...... It's just ......" George stared at Yan Ying's body, and stopped talking: "Fourth Master Yan had better abstain from sex for a period of time so as not to hurt his body." ”
Yan Ying, who closed his eyes, pinched the sheet in his hand fiercely, forget it, he can't afford to lose this person, and he pretends to be dead.
"Madam, sir, this is a purse that I picked up from the woods, and it seems to contain something." One of his subordinates handed over the things in his hand to Yan Guodong.
It was an antique purse, and when I opened it, I saw that there were some strange herbs inside.
George took it and looked at it, and said, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous, it's just some medicinal materials for health, kidney tonics, physical fitness, and prevention of prostate-adeno-inflammation." ”
"Get out!"
Finally, the person who pretended to be dead was whipped and roared unbearably.