Artifact

One of the bodyguards was tall and tall, but he was wrapped in gauze all over his body, and when he saw Yi Qing and Ye Thirteen, he immediately took a few steps back in fright.

Ye Thirteen recognized that this was the leopard master who showed off his might in Touxiang Village most of the days ago - the first bodyguard of the Hua family.

It seems that Master Leopard didn't expect that Young Master Huajian came to this kind of indiscriminate small bar in order to meet the night thirteen!

Hanama saw it clearly, and asked quietly: "Mr. Night knows Ah Leopard?"

Yi Qing snorted coldly and was held down by Ye Thirteen: "Hehe, one side." "

Saying that, Night Thirteen pulled Yi Qing away, and Yi Qing still complained: "Are you so cheap to him......?

Who is the flower room, as soon as he heard it, he knew that Ah Leopard and Ye Thirteen had a holiday, he glanced at the bodyguards, and said coldly:

"The Hua family gives you a lot of money, and if you don't spend enough, you can find another job, but don't die everywhere under the sign of the Hua family! Money can be earned again, there is only one life, you weigh it yourself. "

Hanama's words were very cold, but he understood them carefully, but the point he said was "I know you guys are making extra money outside, but don't provoke anyone."

Perhaps, to some extent, Hanama knew very well in his heart that Night Thirteen was a temporary collaborator at best, and the group of bodyguards around him was the person he needed to rely on for a long time.

Hanama glanced back at Sun Taidou behind him, this old man couldn't put it down with Neidan, he had never been so out of shape in front of Hanama.

This also makes Hanama enough to understand what Night Thirteen gave casually, what a wonderful treasure!

Hua Jian thought about it, and after all, he didn't step out of the door, and after saying goodbye to the thirteenth night, he returned to the private room, closed the door, and said in a low voice:

"Old Sun, you didn't tell me the truth just now, did you? What the hell is this?"

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Night Thirteen and Yi Qing walked out of the door of the bar, and the night breeze blew and they were refreshed.

"Daddy!".

The black cat Red Rin pounced on Night Thirteen's chest: "Where are we going next?".

Night Thirteen looked at Yi Qing: "You say." "

Yi Qing thought for a while: "Changbai Mountain!".

Honglian looked at Yi Qing in Ye Thirteen's arms: "Sister Yi Qing is going to Lingying Palace to report the funeral first?"

"Yes. It's not a day or two to find vanilla, so it's better to do the Yashen first. After all, the only time we have left now is three months before the Hua family confirms its successor. "

Night Thirteen is also more in favor of Yi Qing's plan, which is professional in the end and different:

"However, we still have the Spirit Gathering Seed and You Long'er, so we must make good arrangements before we go on the road. "

Yi Qing smiled evilly: "It's simple! You listen to me, let's respond to Tianshi first, and then talk about it when we get to Sweet Potato Street!"

Honglian blinked: "Where is Sweet Potato Street?"

Yi Qing said: "Sweet Potato Street is the place where the story of Night Thirteen began. "

The two of them and a cat left the big Land Rover and squeezed into the small bread.

The last two rows of seats in the nine-seated van have been removed, and they happen to be stuffed into the spirit gathering species, Yi Qing is driving, Ye Thirteen is the co-pilot, and the back seat is lying unconscious You Long'er.

Lighting, clutching, upper gear, handbrake, oiling, the bread slowly drove away under the pointing gaze of others.

At night, the most lively neighborhood in Pangjia Town is lit up with red and neon lights, which is not inferior to any big city at all.

The bread walked through the traffic, and the various lights reflected the red faces of everyone.

Hong Lian lay on the head of Night Thirteen, looking at the world of flowers outside the car window, thoughtfully:

"Dad, my daughter seems to have found some of the vanilla sensations of the past......

Night Thirteen didn't speak, and at this moment he felt as if his life had just begun.

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Night 13 and the others drove back to Yingtian City overnight, and when they arrived at Sweet Potato Street, it was already dark.

At this time, the first wave of people going to school in the morning has just passed, and it is just when the army of people who go to work at nine o'clock rumbs out of the street, the small and narrow sweet potato street is full of people and traffic, and the business of various breakfast shops and dim sum shops on the street is also particularly hot.

The only thing that is eye-catching is that there is a big BMW parked on the chaotic sewage street of sweet potato street.

Coincidentally, the car was parked in front of the gate of Cuong's amusement hall.

The little bread squeaked to the back of the big BMW's buttocks, and the thirteen heads jumped out of the car one by one, stretching their waists fiercely:

"I sat down all night with numbness. "

Yi Qing turned off the engine and got out of the car, and said angrily: "You should also learn a driver's license, just drive alone, I am the most tired!".

Honglian lost her sound, and at this time she curled up on the chest of You Long'er in the back seat, sleeping soundly, while You Long'er was still unconscious, as if she was asleep.

A female voice came from the side, "Hey, Mr. Night?!Are you back?".

When Night 13 looked at it, he happened to see Secretary Hu's head poking out of the cab of the big BMW.

Didn't Secretary Hu follow Lin Changrong? How could she come here? Could it be that she learned the whereabouts of Ye Thirteen?

Night Thirteen politely greeted Secretary Hu, and before Secretary Hu could speak, a yin and yang weird voice came from the side:

"Yo, isn't this a suspect who owes a lot of debt, Night Thirteen?!, you little brute, still have the face to come back?!".

I saw two people walking out of Ah Qiang's amusement hall - one and a half to be exact, and He Dali, the stepfather of Night Thirteen, was holding a puddle of muddy son He Qiang.

The suit and leather shoes He Qiang wore were obviously carefully dressed up, but this kid was lying on He Dali's body, his head drooping, spewing out a mouthful of wine, and his mouth

was still shouting:

"Drink...... Drink! Drink again...... Chick ...... True...... That's great...... Come to work in my company tomorrow...... Brother with ...... Take you rich!".

Ye Thirteen didn't pay attention to He Dali, and the other party scolded a few words and felt that it was boring to talk about himself, so he didn't say anything, but Yi Qing was a little angry He Dali was disrespectful, and she asked Secretary Hu:

"What the hell is going on with this family?".

Secretary Hu's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd: "I don't know what kind of luck this kid He Qiang has taken, he was promoted after only a few days of work, and everyone said that Lin Dong intended to promote him...... Alas, I really don't understand. "

Yi Qing understood: "Maybe it's for the sake of Night Thirteen, after all, the person surnamed Lin doesn't have much chance to tie up Night Thirteen." "

Although Yi Qing's words were not rough, Secretary Hu was still not very happy to hear other people's negative comments on the boss, and immediately said: "If you want to be promoted, you can also promote a decent one, He Qiang has no other skills except for drinking and picking up girls!"

Yi Qing smiled, no longer answered, and heard Ye Thirteen shouting from behind the car: "Yi Qing, come and help get something." "

The two of them were taking their luggage when they heard a loud shout: "Oops!".

After all, He Dali is old, and he can't stand He Qiang, this kid stumbles, falls to the ground on all fours, seems to be stimulated by something, and when he gets up, he vomits, and the sour smell fills the street.

He Dali yelled at the store like a mad dog: "Old woman, old woman, come out of the house! Ah Qiang vomited again!".

A shrill voice came from the store: "a fart! You are such a big old man who can't pick up someone?! The old lady has just worked hard to change his clothes! Alas...... I don't know where Cuong went to socialize last night, and he didn't wear his underwear back!

Li Fang rolled out of the wheelchair and scolded He Dali.

Not to be outdone, the beggar couple used all the dirty words to insult each other as much as possible, but no one was willing to pull their son who was lying on the ground.