Time was pushed forward an hour, and a passenger plane flying from the capital landed at the airport.

Among them was a tall and burly foreign man wearing a black baseball cap and his long silver-gray hair tied with leather bands hanging down to his shoulders.

"Woo~" The strong man who had spent almost the whole day on the plane stretched his waist, and his bones clicked non-stop, making passers-by move slightly to the side, for fear that he would stretch too much and touch himself.

"Hey, two bad old men know how to drink tea and drink all day long, and they don't know how to be considerate of the executive commissioner at the bottom." The strong man cursed in German and pulled his suitcase towards the exit of the airport.

This mission is a bit inexplicable, let him focus on the writer who appeared next to the future junior, and protect the safety of the junior by the way, is the order of the two reversed?

Shouldn't it be a focus on protecting the younger brother and paying attention to that writer by the way?

Tsk, worthy of the Kassel Execution Department, has never been reliable.

Kassel's strongest cadet, who had not yet completely degenerated from a wolf to a dog, left the airport with a snort, completely unaware of the fact that an invisible figure was behind him.

The girl with a small pink bag walked lightly, and her eyes looked curiously at the gringo in front of her.

When she rummaged out of the cargo hold just now, she noticed that this person smelled of Nibelungen.

After perceiving it a little, he found that this guy was a hybrid with good strength, but there seemed to be something wrong with his body, and his bloodline was a little unstable.

In line with the idea of preferring to kill the wrong person, she followed behind the man, wanting to see how well the other party knew the city and whether he could provide her with some valuable clues.

However, just out of the airport, this person directly opened a room in the express hotel next to it, hurriedly took a shower, lay on the bed, turned on the computer and watched, nodded while watching, and almost took a pen and paper to write down the wonderful part.

Xia Mi, who was peeping at the window, was speechless by this unprofessional gringo, and turned to leave after scolding "neurosis" in a low voice.

And Fingal, who didn't know that he had just passed by the danger, was watching "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" with relish, and the benefits of Kassel's forced popularization of Chinese were also the same.

Compared with those literary works that praise love and peace, it is "The Count of Monte Cristo" that makes him more interested, and a senior from the executive department in China told him that there are many wonderful things in this magical country, and he is very kind to copy a copy of his treasured learning materials to him.

What ancient dragon Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, Lanling smile, everything, looking at these chivalrous and courageous stories is much stronger than the simple hormonal stimulation of a playboy.

Flamel mistook me!

……

The headquarters of the Terminal Literature Publishing House, far away in Beijing, is holding a 20th anniversary celebration party at this moment.

The host said a congratulatory message on the stage, and a bunch of well-known authors and employees of all sizes listened quietly, and from time to time they exchanged their heads and said the last sentence, which seemed to be happy.

And in the middle of the side, Lao Chen and Xiao Chen were sitting there with their nervous hands nowhere to place, not because their performance in the past few years was too outstanding and they would be called to the stage to share their successful experience, but because someone Xia was missing.

When Xiao Chen arrived in the capital on the noon flight to contact Lao Chen, he found that this guy had been sleeping from last night until he was woken up by his phone, and Xia Di, who was supposed to be in the same room with him, was nowhere to be seen.

The phone can't get through, people can't find it, go to the front desk to ask people and dutifully say that they can't disclose the privacy of guests.

If it weren't for the identity information of the two people registered when the house was opened before, it is estimated that no one would have paid attention to it.

And after learning that Xia Di opened a room by himself and left the room in person this morning, Lao Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he should not have been arrested by the Chen family.

As a result, before he could catch his breath, he found that there were several unread messages on his mobile phone, which were sent by his friends who had a good relationship in the capital, saying that something big had happened to the Chen family in the past two days, and asked him to pay attention not to die.

Hearing this, he shuddered, thinking that someone had stabbed out yesterday's incident, and the people from the Zong family were going to come to him to settle accounts, but after understanding it, he found out that the Chen family had been liquidated.

Within 24 hours of his sleep, more than a dozen lives occurred one after another on the Zong family's side, except for the first few who died by him, the rest were all inexplicably gone, and now the entire Chen family was panicked, worried that it would be their turn next.

And because Lao Chen offended the three young men of the Chen family, he didn't dare to go back to the ancestral house of the Chen family, and he didn't dare to stay in the hotel alone, for fear that he would fall into the yellow spring freestyle if his head was crooked.

In fact, he was a little suspicious in his heart that Xia Di did it, after all, the "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" written by this kid was chattering, maybe he really mastered some kind of curse and killing, and it was very likely that he would set up an altar when he ran out after he was stunned.

You can't just leave him as bait and run away by yourself, right?!

Xiao Chen next to him also had a sad face, as time passed, seeing that the award ceremony of the top ten most popular writers was about to arrive, Xia Di never saw anyone.

If no one comes up to the stage to accept the award for a long time, the editor-in-chief will definitely eat them both alive.

"OK, now let's announce the top 10 most popular writers of 2002, they are ......" The host held the microphone, looked at the card in his hand, and couldn't help but smile cheerfully:

"Two shifts in three days, digging a pit and burying it...... Banana, Beacon ...... As well as Jiangbei, applause, please! ”

When these ten pen names were pronounced, the audience burst into thunderous applause, and even some lucky readers who attended the ceremony couldn't help but take out the sacks prepared in advance, and rushed to the stage to grab an unlucky person at random and close the small black room when the security measures were relaxed.

Just when the nine goo spirits in suits and leather shoes on the stage were laughing awkwardly at each other, and when the old Chen Xiaochen in the audience was about to take the stage to accept the award on behalf of the absent Xia, a handsome guy in a floral shirt, jeans and canvas shoes squeezed in from outside and trotted onto the stage:

"I'm sorry, there's something going on the road, I'm late."

At the moment when he appeared, Lao Chen and Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and it seemed that they didn't need to be put on small shoes.

The anniversary celebration went smoothly, and in a small villa in the Chen family's manor, the red-haired girl was lying on a recliner on the balcony, holding milk in one hand and bread in the other, eating to the farce in the distance.

Since the man who claimed to be Jiangbei took a picture of her this morning, the Chen family manor has never been quiet, either someone here has fallen or someone there has fainted, and it won't be long before it will be gone.

And the most interesting thing is that after noon, people continue to visit the house, and then take a few family members to assist in the investigation.

Seeing that the Chen family, which was built on white bones, gradually collapsed, the girl couldn't wait to take a microphone to connect to the manor's loudspeaker and play "Congratulations" on a loop all day.

Those Chen family members who are above the top on weekdays and do not regard the lives of ordinary people as human lives have finally received their due retribution.

And what makes her happiest is the framed photo in front of her.

Every time someone leaves the manor, the gentle woman in the photo changes.

Now she has gone from pushing the door to entering the house,

"Come on, see you soon."

Lie flat and mock ("▔□▔)/, remember to join the group~

(End of chapter)