"It happened to be together. I just learned that Mr. Hong was in a stronghold in Jiangnan County. He went to that venue to earn some pocket money and then smashed his venue."

Qin Lang understood the idea of ​​the two top killers and spoke very much about the invitation.

The beast leaves the skin, and the geese pass by pluck the hair!

If you take down Master Hong’s place, you have to give yourself some rewards. You can’t just make a trip in vain, right?

It just so happened that Lin Xinyi's unlucky younger brother Lin Ming was still betting on the casino of Mr. Hong's subordinates.

Then I'll get him out.

People need to be moral, but they can't do it? But they don't care about their lives or death, right?

"Are you free to go with us?"

Blood-colored Mandala and Qiu Jiuer spoke in unison, full of surprise.

Even the ancient well of Reincarnation was filled with a hint of surprise.

She was just pulled out by the Blood Mandala as a thug to deal with the people in the Temple of Gods. Who knew that she would meet a lonely Qin Lang halfway?

This trip is worth it!

"Of course, my honor is my time!" Qin Lang smiled faintly.

A few minutes later,

The blood-colored mandala and the samsara went to pick weapons together, but Qiu Jiuer was a little wet and uncomfortable because she was getting too close to him before, so she wanted to take a shower.

Taking advantage of this time, Qin Lang went downstairs and went up Maybach. After closing the window, he ordered to Junzi who had been waiting, "Notify the brothers in Tianyu City and let them pay more attention.

The situation on the side of Liuli.

I haven't been back for a night. Although there will be no accidents, I have left a phone number, but I am not afraid of ten thousand, but I am afraid of if I want to be careful."

Liuli's ice spirit body, which was frozen into an ice sculpture compared to the indomitable moments of the explosion before, has improved a lot. Even if it is impossible to control it, it will no longer endanger your life. It will only affect the surrounding temperature and the body will not

It's just a good feeling.

He had something to deal with, so he could only temporarily put Liuli's side aside, and did not ignore it. He arranged for Junzi's people to keep an eye on him. Once there was a situation, he would rush back immediately.

Junzi nodded, "Young Master, don't worry, I will arrange for someone to keep an eye on Miss Liuli. At that time, let the brothers deliver a courier every once in a while, and check the recent situation of Miss Liuli. Once there is any

I will report the problem to you in time.”

As a confidant, Junzi can still control such things.

Surveillance on Liuli was useless at all. If it was discovered, it would cost 250 yuan.

It is more appropriate to simply use the excuse of being open and inquire.

More than ten minutes later, Qiu Jiuer, blood-colored mandala, reincarnation, and Chen Ziqi came down together.

After discussion, the blood-colored mandala got on Maybach, while Qiu Jiuer and Shun Rui got on Chen Ziqi's car and followed behind Maybach.

The car is driving slowly.

Junzi raised the baffle to isolate the front and back perspectives and the propagation of sound.

Qin Lang looked at the blood-colored mandala sitting next to him and said with concern, "Is it injured? Where is it injured? Let me see."

The blood-colored mandala pursed her lips, reached out her hand obediently, rolled up her sleeves, revealing a smooth and delicate arm. There was still a shallow scar on the wrist position. Under the effect of the beauty pill,

It has not completely faded.

"What's the loss in the Temple of Gods?"

Qin Lang opened his mouth and wanted to say some caring words, but looking at the scars on the blood-colored Mandala's arm, he felt that if he spoke an hour later, he might not even see the shallow scar, so he could only change it.

topic.

Blood-colored Mandala shook her head, "I just killed more than a dozen Hong Master's men. The guardian samurai in the Temple of God is very strong, and it is many times stronger than the ordinary samurai under Ishihara Kanna.

Only two guardian warriors can compete with me. Besides, beside the guardian warriors, there is an Onmyoji formation that can lower curses and even summon Shikigami to attack. When I realize that I am defeated, I escape in time.

I was accidentally chopped by the guardian warrior.”

Although he is a killer, since he met Qin Lang, the blood-colored mandala has gradually longed for the feeling of being cared for.

But now, after taking beauty pills, the scar has subsided, and only a shallow scar is left. If I shout about pain, I always feel a little bit of a whining without any illness, so I can only answer truthfully.

"It's okay, all those guys will die!"

Qin Lang hugged the bloody mandala in his arms, stroked her black and shiny hair, kissed her forehead like a dragonfly, and told her, "Next time I encounter this situation, don't be reckless."

Like a husband, he would kill to other people's nests at any time.

That is, your strength has been greatly enhanced now. If it were the past, you were fine when you went there and you couldn’t come back?”

"I have lived here for so long, so I have to help you, otherwise I will feel sorry for you." The blood-colored mandala leaned into Qin Lang's arms, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath.

She missed this smell very much. The restlessness and thoughts in her heart, as she lies in Qin Lang's arms, disappeared completely and became calm.

Suddenly, she looked up at Qin Lang and said curiously, "How do you know I'm injured? What Qiu Jiuer told you?"

"Not Jiuer." Qin Lang shook his head, "It was your sister who came to find me in person."

"Sister? Why did she go to find you?" Blood-colored Mandala pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, "When I came back, the wounds on my body had almost healed. Logically speaking, my sister shouldn't be so fussy, right?

.”

With a cough, the blood-colored mandala quickly made excuses for Chen Ziqi and said with a wry smile, "Maybe my sister is worried that I will go to trouble Master Hong again, I want you to stop me."

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

He felt that things were not that simple, and there was a great possibility that Chen Ziqi had some small thoughts.

I can call to inform you, but I want to go there in person?

Chen Ziqi clearly knew in her heart that there were not many meetings in total, and every time he would compete with Qi.

After a long time of separation, perhaps Chen Ziqi himself missed the wonderful time of fighting together, so he took the initiative to deliver it to the door.

This little thought has been verified after seeing the blood-colored mandala safe and sound.

But sometimes, he is also unable to do so!

As soon as I came out of the Lin family, I rushed to the Queen’s Bar, Chen Ziqi, Qiu Jiuer, Blood-colored Mandala, Reincarnation!
Chapter completed!