Bangkok, a high-end hotel that only members can enter at nine o'clock in the evening.
"Buzzing..." The phone on the table suddenly rang, and the tattooed man who was kissing a woman on the bed suddenly stopped his movements, picked up the phone on the bedside, and saw that his subordinate was calling. He picked it up.
"What happened?"
"BOSS, the ghost godfather and the demon twin mission failed. Our people have confirmed the death of these three in the past!"
"What?" The man widened his eyes instantly, "Who did it? Are those magicians again?"
"Although it is not certain. But the people at the other end told us that, don't let us send out useless killers."
"Bang!" The woman lying beside her was startled when she smashed the phone to pieces.
The man got out of bed without wearing his nightgown, picked up another phone in his clothes, and suddenly thought of something. He turned around and coldly glanced at the naked woman on the bed, "Hurry up!" It was so frightened. The woman quickly picked up the clothes on the floor and ran out of the room.
At this time, the man immediately connected to a subordinate's phone: "Yu, who called us to notify the ghost godfather that their mission failed?"
"It's Yasha and Mr. Sandfly."
Yasha again! And the damn magician! The man trembled with anger, his eyes were scarlet and he said loudly, "Connect me to Brian's call! I want to ask him what he did!"
On the other side.
The sandfly sitting on the sofa, the phone in his pocket rang at this time, glanced at the number displayed on the screen, he smiled helplessly and answered the phone: "Boss."
Hearing this, Zhang Zichu, who was sitting opposite, was slightly taken aback. I saw a helpless and interesting expression on the sandfly's face during the whole process of speaking. After that, he said a half-true "sorry" and hung up the phone. He raised his head, looked at Zhang Zichu, and said with a smile:
"The boss told us to temporarily stop the task of killing those magicians, because someone is very angry now. The boss wants me to go back to pick up other tasks and avoid the limelight for the time being."
Having said this, Zhang Zichu actually felt a sense of relief, but it didn't show on his face.
"Mr. Yasha, the boss also asked me to tell you a word." After that, the sandfly got up, picked up the black umbrella placed aside, walked slowly to Zhang Zichu's side, stopped and said in his ear: "Give me Keep yourself safe and don't forget your own duty. And don't let me know what you do to be sorry for the organization!"
Zhang Zichu was startled, and when he turned his head, the boy had disappeared without a trace.
…
It was getting dark, and Dongfang Han had just returned from the outside. Halfway through the road, he saw a familiar figure waiting for her on the hillside.
Although the surrounding light was very dim, the familiar breath was still familiar to Dongfang Han.
"Zhuolin, why are you here if you don't go to rest?"
When seeing Dongfang Han, Zhuolin seemed to have something to say all the time, but he quickly changed the subject.
"I heard Gao Yuan and them say that you are going to send Wang Ye and them."
"Yeah." Dongfang Han walked up, and Zhuo Lin followed behind.
"Have you been there waiting for me for anything?"
Zhuo Lin paused, raised his hand and scratched his cheek a little embarrassingly, "I... I want to ask you what you promised me before, but it still counts..."
Dongfang Han stopped and glanced back at him.
"You just asked me this?"
Zhuo Lin was startled, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "I'm just asking casually... You go back and rest early, I'll go first." Before he turned and walked a few steps, a voice came from behind him again.
"My words always count, isn't it unnecessary for you to ask me like this."
Hear here. Zhuo Lin was overjoyed, but was still suppressed by him and kept quiet.
He didn't turn around, just turned his back to her, leaving a'nonchalant' sentence before leaving: "I said, I just asked, who took it seriously!"
Watching the boy leave, Dongfang Han sighed helplessly.
Really, an inexplicable guy.