When Du Qingchen returned to the room, he couldn't wait to call Wang Lingying.
He had been here all day and had only now found time to make a phone call. He still felt a little guilty and felt that Wang Lingying must have been able to wait.
However, I called the phone several times and there was no response.
Du Qingchen was a little anxious.
If you don't answer the phone properly, you are either angry or in an accident.
As for falling asleep?
He didn't believe it.
Although his emotional intelligence is not high, Wang Lingying is obviously very interested in him. At this time, if he can fall asleep, there will be ghosts.
She usually suffers from insomnia. If something is on her mind, she will definitely not be able to sleep.
But if something happens, Long Yi will report it to him immediately.
He was about to call Long Yi, but a message came from his cell phone.
"what?"
A message from Wang Lingying.
"I just finished my work and finally got the chance to call you. Why didn't you answer the phone?"
Du Qingchen quickly replied to the message.
"It's inconvenient to have people around."
"Ah, who is it? Who are you with?"
Du Qingchen was really anxious this time.
"I won't tell you."
"If you don't tell me, I'll come back now."
"Your sister, Zeng Qing, we are in the hotel and it is not convenient to answer the phone."
Du Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you in Sichuan City?"
"Yes, I will take her back to Jiangnan City tomorrow."
"Don't you think I did?"
"No."
"I miss you."
No response for a long time.
"Asleep?"
"Okay, she came out after taking a bath, go to bed early, good night."
Du Qingchen slept contentedly.
Not to mention, it’s quite warm to have a few words before going to bed.
After just one day away, I started to miss him a little bit. I don't know if Wang Lingying missed him.
…
At the hotel where Zeng Qing was staying, a cleaner appeared in the corridor wearing a mask.
This cleaner is very strange, he is actually a man, which is rare to see.
With nothing in his hands, he tiptoed to the door of Wang Lingying's room, looked to his right, took out a card from his pocket, and was about to swipe it.
Suddenly, opposite the room where Wang Lingying lived, the door suddenly opened. Long Yi appeared, slashed the back of the cleaner's head with his palm, then gently caught the cleaner, took a step back, and closed the door again.
Everything was done in a flash, without disturbing anyone, as if there was no one in the corridor.
Long Yi took away the cleaner's mask. He was only about thirty years old, with a ferocious face. There was also a scar on his face. The scar was not big, but it made him look more ferocious.
Kicking the opponent awake, Long Yi sat on the bed.
When the man woke up, he immediately turned over and jumped up. He looked at Long Yi with a wary expression. Then, he turned around and rushed towards the door.
But just as he turned around, he was stunned.
Long Er leaned behind the door and looked at him indifferently. That expression, without any emotion, gave him a bad feeling in his heart.
He turned back, looked at the bedside, and then behind the door, and finally confirmed a fact.
I am not dazzled, the two people in front of me are twin brothers, they look exactly the same, but they are indeed two different people.
He looked at the window. There was a fence outside and the road was cut off. He finally calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Friend, which road is it on?"
Long Yi asked: "Who asked you to come?"
The man said: "Who are you?"
"Tell me who sent you to assassinate me, and I can give you a happy death, otherwise, you will die miserably!"
Long Yi said impatiently.
"Then let's try it."
The man twisted his neck left and right, making a creaking sound. He touched his waist and found that the gun was still there, as was the dagger, and his confidence increased greatly.
He didn't think about why the other party didn't remove his gun when he was unconscious.
With a flip of his wrist, there was a dagger in his hand, and he said murderously: "I don't care who you are. If you want to cut off my wealth, don't blame me for being rude. Birds die for food, and people die for money. Cut me off."
If you want to make money, you will be your enemy in life and death."
He is not a master of ancient martial arts, just a master of the outer sect, but he has been in the killer circle for so many years, has killed many people, and made a lot of money. He is very good at killing people.
In his opinion, killing is an art, and of course it is related to the value of force, but it is not all related to the value of force. There are too many different ways to kill, and it is not understandable to ordinary people.
However, his cruel words did not cause any emotional fluctuations in the Long Yi brothers.
They didn't seem to hear his words and just looked at him indifferently.
"court death."
The man was a little angry, and the feeling of being ignored really made him feel aggrieved.
So, he rushed towards Long Er in the direction of the door.
He thought very well. He would test the opponent first. If the opponent was too strong, he would flee. If the opponent was too weak, he could kill him and then turn around to deal with Long Yi.
However, he overestimated himself and underestimated Long Er's strength.
Before he could even figure out what was going on, Long Er took away the dagger with a flick of his hand, and then got a kick in the stomach. He flew out, hit the wall of the room, and slowly slid to the ground.
.
His stomach was churning, and the man almost lost his breath in pain.
Fortunately, Long Er had no intention of killing him, otherwise, with just one move, he would have died.
The difference in strength between the two sides is too great.
A master from the outer sect fighting against a strong man from the True Yuan Realm is like a kindergarten child wrestling with an adult physical education teacher. There is no fun at all.
It's no different than seeking death.
Seeing his dagger jumping between Long Er's fingers with extraordinary flexibility, the man knew that he had met a peer, and that Yi Fang was much more powerful than him, and he didn't know who he was.
But he was not discouraged because he still had a trump card.
Getting up from the ground, he had a gun in his hand and pointed it at Long Er. The man laughed ferociously: "Come on, keep going. I don't care who you are, but I have already taken this business. I want to
If you want to steal business, you are my enemy. Now get out of here. We don't offend the river, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Long Er looked at the man mockingly and said, "The mission you took? Where did you take it from?"
"On the Internet, I don't know who the boss is. I only know that if I kill the woman opposite, I can get 10 million. Such a generous commission is hard to come across in Ou Wuque. For 10 million, we only
Could be an enemy."
The man said calmly.
"If that's the case, then you can die."
Long Er said.
The man's expression changed, and when he saw Long Er walking towards him, he was startled and angry at the same time.
Damn, don’t you know I have a gun in my hand?
It's so disrespectful to look down on people.
He stopped talking nonsense and just shot.
However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, he found that Long Er suddenly disappeared, and a gust of wind came from beside him. He immediately turned the gun head, but it was still too late. There was suddenly an extra gun on the bowl of his hand holding the gun.
The dagger and gun were taken away with a flick of his hand, and then his head was twisted in one direction.
His eyes were wide open, with unwillingness in them, and he stared at Long Yi on the bed. Slowly, his pupils began to dilate, and he became lifeless, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.