"You leave someone at the door, and a little girl will come in a moment, pick it up." He commanded in a faint tone.

"Okay, okay." Wang Anhe suddenly said again: "It's the little girl who came with you, ouch, she looks really beautiful." I've never seen such a smart girl. ”

Somehow, the smile on the corner of Sheng Yan's lips deepened: "You say it?" ”

Wang Anhe didn't tell for a while whether he was happy or unhappy with these three words, but he was inexplicably full of pride?

couldn't guess, so he silently followed behind Sheng Yan, except for the things on the construction site, he didn't say anything more.

The facilities on the construction site are perfect, there is nothing wrong with it, and the safety of the workers is also guaranteed.

Sheng Yan walked to a shady place, raised his eyes to look at the eight-story building that had been built, and asked, "How often did Sheng Qinyue come before?" ”

Wang Anhe paused, as if he was hesitating about something.

After two or three seconds, he replied, "Basically, once a week." ”

When Sheng Yan heard this answer, the corners of his lips were gently pulled, hooking a sneering arc.

Retracted his gaze and looked at Wang Anhe: "Once a week, are you helping him cover?" ”

He sees through everything.

At this moment, the yin is sunny and gloomy, but Wang Anhe feels a chill on his back, and his whole body is cold.

Could it be that this Seventh Master would be secretly staring at Sheng Ershao on weekdays? Or is it just a simple inquiry.

"Hmm...... Ershao is indeed once a week. ”

Sheng Yan didn't break it, but just smiled lightly.

Slowly took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pocket, slowly lit a cigarette, and put the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, the whole person was indescribably lazy and wild.

His every move, in Wang Anhe's eyes, every second that passes is torment for him.

He is very easy to contact, and his speech is not vicious, but it is more like a knife hidden in a smile, about the legend of the Seventh Master, the people of Chang'an City, more or less have heard it.

said that he was a demon who didn't recognize his six relatives and killed people without blinking, and said that he was mixed with the underworld and came back with a privilege that only black and white can have, otherwise no one would be able to go undercover so successfully.

There are people with such legends, no matter how good you behave, it is quite frightening, and you are scared to see it.

Sheng Yan took a deep breath of his cigarette and asked vaguely, "Everything is going smoothly in the project?" Are there any difficulties? ”

His voice was not hurried or slow, and his tone was just right, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Wang Anhe hurriedly replied: "No, Seventh Master, if there is a problem, I will definitely tell you." ”

"Boom-" As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one foot of the building collapsed—

At this moment, smoke and dust are billowing under the scorching sun.

Sheng Yan held a cigarette at the corner of his lips, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his chin towards the collapsed place: "Is this no problem?" ”

He smiled: "Are you playing a game of building a building, and you think it doesn't look good and you blow it up and rebuild it?" ”

He was laughing, and he was speaking softly, like a joke.

But in his eyes, there was no half-flirtatious meaning, and there was no emotion in the cold.

Wang Anhe was so frightened that he shuddered, this feeling was like being poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, no, a basin of ice water.

At this moment, I felt that the blood in my body was clotted.

"Yes, I'm sorry Seventh Master, I'll find out what is going on here." Wang Anhe's tone was trembling.

(PS: Next chapter 20:00~)