Di Yunxiao smiled and nodded, indicating that he had no objection.
Mu Chuan frowned, thought about it carefully, and finally gave a tragic look of "If I don't go to hell, who will?" He nodded hard, "Okay! Just let me sacrifice once!"
Zhong Kun interfaced, "For the sake of organization, if necessary, you can even give her your appearance!"
"That won't work!" Mu Chuan tightened his collar with both hands and said in a very principled manner, "I can't betray my future wife."
Zhong Kun laughed, "Oh, I can't tell, you are quite aware!"
"of course!"
A few people chatted here for a while and then dispersed.
When Xiao Yanche went downstairs, he didn't find Qing. Di Yunxiao just told him that Qing had gone out for something.
In fact, in addition to sending Xiao Yanche here, Qing also had to pay close attention to Kule's movements here. Because of the Battle of Oman, he was condemned by public opinion in the country and rarely showed up. Before Qing came here, Gui
He immediately got the news that his people had dealings with drug lords in Mexico, so after sending Xiao Yanche to the K-Party headquarters, he used the K-Party's power to investigate the matter.
The Ghost Sect and the K-Party are very close. After joining forces in Oman, they have both been listed as the number one terrorist organization. Now every move is closely related. Although there is no official alliance, everyone understands the identity of the other party's ally.
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There was a gentle smile on Di Yunxiao's bright cheeks, "Xiao Che, do you need help with anything?" Knowing that Huo Kui's son was unusual, Di Yunxiao treated this little one in an adult manner.
communicate.
Yan Che looked around, and the little black snake on his shoulder also looked around warily. His serious look made Di Yunxiao dumbfounded.
"Where is Su Xiaoyou?"
Yan Che suddenly asked, and Di Yunxiao was stunned, "Uh, are you looking for Youyou?"
He nodded, "Yeah."
At this time, Zhong Kun walked down from above, flipping through the information while walking and saying without raising his head, "Youyou and Chifeng are in the rooftop garden."
"Thank you." Yan Che thanked him and went upstairs.
Di Yunxiao stood there, with the corners of his mouth raised happily, and murmured, "Can you only predict the people around you?"
Zhong Kun raised his head and glanced at him. He was very familiar with his expression. He closed the document and asked casually, "Master Di, who are you thinking about this time?"
Di Yunxiao has a habit of "picking people up". As long as he is interested in someone, he will never run away. Whether it is the strange doctor Ivan, Bernie and Norman, they were all tricked or bluffed into the room by him.
When people talk about this, they still gnash their teeth with hatred and feel grudged against it.
Di Yunxiao just chuckled, looked back, and raised his eyebrows, "Buddha said, don't say it."
Zhong Kun gave him a look and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and left the living room to purchase research equipment.
Yan Che went up the stairs to the rooftop. When he entered, he saw Su Xiaoyou sitting in the garden. Chi Feng sat next to her, both of them holding a piece of mousse in each hand. Su Xiaoyou ate slowly, and Chi Feng almost
She ate it in her mouth and turned around to look at it eagerly in her hand. Su Xiaoyou smiled, handed it to her generously, and said thoughtfully, "I can't eat it, can you help me eat it?"
Chifeng's eyes lit up and he happily took it, "No problem!"
As soon as it was put into his mouth, the little ears on the top of his head twitched a few times. He turned around and saw Yan Che walking up. He said "Huh" and then said hello happily, "Xiao Che!"
Upon hearing that it was Yan Che, Su Xiaoyou's little face dimmed for a moment. He quickly stood up, patted his skirt, walked over and smiled sweetly at him, "I'm going down, I'll leave this place to you.
Got it!"
Yan Che was stunned for a moment, but before he could speak, Su Xiaoyou ran downstairs, "Chi Feng! He's gone!"
"Oh~" Chifeng tossed his little wings and ran away with Su Xiaoyou.
Yan Che stood there, his brows slightly furrowed again...
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"Su Huanhuan, you bitch!" Yan Xihua picked up the whip and whipped Song Xiaojia hard. With each blow, she roared and cursed, "Why do you have the right to be equal to me? Why do you have to be equal to me?"
Can you command divine beasts?!"
Song Xiaojia knelt in the corner and begged, "Miss Yan, I was wrong, please don't hit me again..."
Yan Xihua beat her wildly, "Bitch, go to hell! Go to hell!"
"Miss Yan, don't hit me anymore..." Song Xiaojia's clothes were ripped out, and some were still stained with blood. There were new injuries on top of old ones. The left cheek was always wrapped with a bandage, and the right cheek was intact.
It was covered with a few red marks. Her thin body was trembling constantly. Every time Yan Xihua whipped her, she winced in pain.
Finally, Yan Xihua got tired of the beating and threw away the whip in her hand. Then she walked over and kicked her hard with her pointed high heels. Then she lit a cigarette, puffed on it impatiently, and walked back and forth in the room.
Pacing.
Song Xiaojia huddled on the ground, not even daring to cry for fear of irritating her again.
After smoking a cigarette, Yan Xihua came to her again. Song Xiaojia lowered her head in fear, her whole body shaking like chaff, "Yan, Miss Yan, I know I was wrong... I know I was wrong..."
"Haha," Yan Xihua smiled, stretched out her hand to lift her chin, and asked softly, "Where did you go wrong?"
"I..." Song Xiaojia was speechless for a moment, her eyes swollen from crying were a little dazed.
Yan Xihua shook her chin and looked left and right, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, how can you look at anyone with this face?"
Speaking of the painful spot, Song Xiaojia's lips trembled and her tears fell even more fiercely.
"Haha," she smiled again, untied the bandage on her left face in circles, and said nonchalantly, "Even if Mo Jia issued a rape and murder order, I guess those men from the K-word party will definitely do it when they see you.
I've lost my appetite, and I've lost all interest in having sex with you."
The bandages were untied, and several ugly scars were clearly visible.
Song Xiaojia bit her lip tightly. She had already lost hope in life. After Yan Xihua said this, she even lost the courage to live.
Yan Xihua stood up and looked at the poor woman at her feet, "If I can give you a beautiful face, how will you repay me?"
When Song Xiaojia heard this, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Miss Yan..." Then she knelt on the ground and hugged her legs, "Miss Yan, please help me, I don't want to push you anymore.
With this face! Please, I will do whatever you want to do to me!"
She kept knocking her head on the ground, knocking so hard that soon her forehead became red and swollen.
Yan Xihua narrowed her beautiful eyes and smiled brightly, "Haha, I know you are a good and obedient girl. As long as you behave, I will give you a beautiful face!"