"Brother, some brothers said that those people yesterday were not Dark Angel's subordinates!"
He knocked on the door, walked into the ward, stood beside Yan Qilong's bed and said
"What? If it's not Dark Angel's subordinates, who does it belong to?"
Yan Qilong was lying on the bed, chewing the apple peeled by Lisa.
"It's the Night Organization, and someone also saw Sima Haoyi and Nangong Yunfei's car!"
The subordinate continued
"Night Organization? Are they colluding with Dark Angel?"
Yan Qilong got up, Lisa took a pillow and put it on the bedside
"This... my subordinates don't even know!"
The subordinate shook his head and said
"Qilong?"
Lisa suddenly thought of something
"Don't you think those two people look like them?"
Lisa looked at Yan Qilong
"You mean..."
Yan Qilong recalled in his mind
"It's really similar..."
Yan Qilong said, leaning on the bedside and thinking
"Qi Long, do you think it was Yi Shuihan who asked them to pretend to be Dark Angel? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? Otherwise, how could Sima Haoyi be there?"
What Lisa said is really what Yan Qilong thought
"By the way, brother, the person who shot you with a dart looks very much like the one who screamed...screamed!"
I really couldn't remember the name of the girl I was thinking of at the moment.
"Sima Haoyi will appear, Qilong... do you think that girl will be?"
Lisa is just talking nonsense, she just wants to make Yan Qilong hate Yue Yaxuan even more
So we can attack Yue Yaxuan instead of like now
Send someone to the school
"You mean Yue Yaxuan?"
Yan Qilong thought carefully
If it were him, he wouldn't let the woman he loves take risks
"Yes, boss, my name is Yue Yaxuan. I remembered... the one who shot you with a dart is very similar to Yue Yaxuan. It can be said that they are the same person!"
The subordinate said with a very sure tone
If Lisa said yes, Yan Qilong would think that Lisa wanted revenge and would say this.
But my subordinates are different
"Yi Shuihan...how dare you play this trick with me? I, Yan Qilong, are incompatible with you!"
Yan Qilong clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking.
"Ah sneeze...ah pee...ah pee!"
Yue Yaxuan sneezed three times in a row in the car
"Little Yue Yaer, are you sick? Did you sleep without closing the window at night or did you kick the quilt?"
Sima Haoyi nervously held the steering wheel with one hand and raised his other hand to touch Yue Yaxuan's forehead.
"I'm not sick! Someone must be saying bad things about me, haven't you heard? The first thought, the second thought, and the third thought were these words?"
Yue Yaxuan opened Sima Haoyi's hand politely
Damn it, if she knew who was scolding her, she would definitely skin that person...
"I've never heard of this!"
Sima Haoyi smiled helplessly
What is one thought, two thoughts, and three curses?
In this case, only Yue Yaxuan can think of it, right?