No matter how much Yang Xi wanted to jump up and bury Xiao Lan on the spot at this moment, in front of his boss and the aloof Zhang, he could only choose to be patient as a social animal.
Boss Liu said a few more words, but Uncle Zhang still looked unmoved. He could only helplessly take Yang Xi to say goodbye to each other, and the two left silently.
When he left, he glanced at Xiao Lan, who was chatting and laughing with Uncle Zhang, and when he looked at his subordinates, his eyes were full of disgust, and he probably regretted how he had reused such a guy who did nothing.
Facing Boss Liu's disgusting look, Yang Xi smiled flatteringly, but secretly he was so angry that he was almost bald.
He understands that this time he will definitely lower his evaluation in the boss's mind when he goes back. The boss will even spread the resentment of the unsuccessful visit to Mr. Zhang on his head. Don't even think about getting a promotion. Keeping your position may make him busy, because the boss likes to slap a horse, so there are many people in the company who are good at camping. Those groups of people wish him to fall to the top.
When passing by Xiao Lan, Yang Xi couldn't help glaring at him bitterly.
Xiao Lan indifferently returned him with a smile of "walking slowly and not giving away".
Seeing Yang Xi's face turned purple in an instant, Xiao Lan's heart was filled with sympathy for the social animals.
Seeing that the uninvited guest finally left, Uncle Zhang greeted Xiao Lan and ran to tidy up the vegetable plot in his garden with joy.
I haven't seen it for a few days, and the vegetable field has withered a lot more visible to the naked eye. The fresh tooth prints can tell who's masterpiece.
Anyway, it was still early, and Xiao Lan was not in a hurry to go back. He looked in the yard and didn't find the energetic Erha, so he asked, "Grandpa Zhang, why didn't you see Tie Hanhan?"
Uncle Zhang said while picking up the rotten vegetable leaves: "Tie Hanhan has taken a fancy to the Samoyed in the back of the house these past two days, staying in the backyard and waiting for others, and singing love songs to them."
As if to confirm the words of Uncle Zhang, Tie Hanhan's howling sounded from the other side of the courtyard:
"Woo~~~~~~"
"Listen to this song. You said it sings so unpleasantly. Why would people like it..." Uncle Zhang was a little worried. "Recently the Samoyed ran away when he saw Tie Hanhan, and it is estimated that he will soon fall in love. Up."
Although Xiao Lan also feels that Tie Hanhan probably has no artistic cells, and his love journey will probably be full of ups and downs, he still comforted Uncle Zhang: "Love makes people grow. Even if Tie Hanhan loses love, it will definitely become mature. ."
Uncle Zhang nodded: "Failure is not terrible. Failure to learn from it is part of success."
This is quite a bit like a big boss in the business world, even if he is now squatting in the vegetable field, holding a handful of pitted vegetable leaves in his hand, it feels like a sweeping monk.
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Saying goodbye to Uncle Zhang, Xiao Lan and Luo returned home.
The interior is very quiet, and you can vaguely see the layout of the house through the moonlight outside the window.
Xiao Lan did not reach for the light switch.
The moment he walked in, Xiao Lan felt something wrong. This was an intuition that had been tempered through many battles. This intuition told him that someone in the room was staring at him.
Xiao Lan looked at Luo, and Luo nodded at him, apparently also noticing that something was wrong.
The two walked carefully toward the room. In the real world, Luo's ability was restricted and could not directly probe the situation in the room. They could only rely on five senses to be vigilant.
Everything in the room seemed to be normal, and there was no trace of being turned over. It seemed that the person hiding was not for the purpose of burglary or robbery.
"Swish—"
The sound of breaking through the air came from the dark.
Although he could not use skills and props, his physical fitness as a player was still strong. Xiao Lan rolled on the spot, hiding behind the sofa at an incredible speed, and the bullet originally aimed at Xiao Lan fell on the wall.
Xiao Lan was shocked, this person actually has a gun for some reason! A muffler is also specially installed on the muzzle.
After a few more swishes, the bullet hit the sofa where they were hiding.
At this time, Xiao Lan found that the power of this gun did not seem to be as great as he thought. The interior of the sofa was a wooden structure, but the bullet could not penetrate the sofa.
Luo picked up a dropped bullet and handed it to Xiao Lan.
Looking at Xiao Lan Chaoluo's hand, the inside of the bullet was something powdery, and the shape of the bullet was also different from the usual, obviously it was specially made.
Luo said softly: "It should not be fatal to be hit, but what exactly these powders do is unknown."
Xiao Lan frowned. Who are these people? What is the purpose
He threw a pillow to attract the other's attention, and then both of them took advantage of the gap and jumped out from behind the hiding sofa at the same time, rushing towards the intruder's position.
There were two people who attacked them. They all wore uniform combat uniforms. They also put on goggles and covered their faces.
Facing the sudden approach of the target, the two people were obviously a little surprised, but after professional training, they quickly adjusted their state and started fighting with Xiao Lan.
The advantage of guns in close combat ceased to exist, and they were replaced with tactics and daggers.
However, as soon as Xiao Lan played against him, he discovered that the opponent's combat effectiveness was very strong. It should be a skill honed in actual combat. His moves were precise and straightforward. If it were the previous one, he might not be able to win under the opponent's hands.
After fighting a few times, Xiao Lan flashed the dagger that hit her neck, raised her leg and kicked it towards the opponent's waist.
The opponent's reaction was also very quick, and he quickly changed his posture to try to avoid the blow. However, his speed was still inferior to Xiao Lan, and he was kicked out and slammed into the wall.
On the other side, the person who tried to stab Luo in the chest was also snatched by the backhand and knocked to the ground.
Seeing that the situation was not good, one of the intruders took out a slap-sized object from his pocket and threw it at the two of them.
Looks like a hand, thunder.
Seeing this, Xiao Lan rushed to the side.
Luo Ze rushed over to hug Xiao Lan tightly, separating Xiao Lan from the unknown attack with his body.
Then, a strong smoke rose, and the white mist instantly filled the entire living room, blocking all sight, and it turned out to be a smoke bomb.
When the smoke cleared, Xiao Lan poked her head out of Luo's shoulder, and the invaders were long gone.
This attack that came and disappeared inexplicably made Xiao Lan a little speechless. What are you pictures? Why is it gone after a few hits? It's completely different from the endless professional killers or agents in the movie.
It gave Xiao Lan a feeling of "has it begun?" "It's over".
At the moment the two were very close, Luo's delicate and flawless skin was in front of Xiao Lan's eyes, like a piece of the best quality white porcelain. And Luo's hand was holding his waist tightly, matching Shang Luo's perfect face with a worried look, the picture was originally a bit charming.
However, Luo's hands were too tight, giving Xiao Lan the illusion of being murdered.
"Ah... let go, I'm going to die..." He struggled and patted Luo's hand.
This guy has really become more and more non-human recently, and he is estimated to be able to kill a cow with a punch. Fortunately, Xiao Lan, who has the same strong physique, wants to be held by him like this for another person. It is estimated that the stuffing will be squeezed out.
At that time, he did not die from the attack, but died from the protection of his teammates.
"Sorry, sir." Luo quickly withdrew his hand, indeed he did not control his strength in a hurry.
Xiao Lan rubbed her waist and stood up, feeling even more tired than fighting the attacker before. As a human being, he is so weak, pitiful, and helpless.
"Knocking"
At this moment someone knocked on the door outside.
Luo stepped forward to open the door.
Outside was a nervous-looking enthusiastic neighbor, Uncle Zhang, with a dish in his hand: "Are you all right? I heard your voice in the yard, so I came over to take a look."
He looked into the room with some anxiety, and saw Xiao Lan standing by the sofa rubbing her waist, with some messy clothes. I looked at the sofa in a blink of an eye and found that the sofa was also messy.
He looked carefully at Luo, whose clothes were not as neat as before, and realized something in a daze.
Uncle Zhang, who used to be accustomed to the sensuality of the world, was not surprised. He just said earnestly: "Young people must pay attention to temperance. The body is more important than anything else."
Luo calmly nodded: "Thank you for your reminder, we will pay attention."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Why do you know so much! ! ! However, compared to the truth who was attacked by an unknown person, it may still be easier to accept this not-so-beautiful misunderstanding.
"Go on, I won't bother you." Uncle Zhang waved his fresh and tender greens, bid farewell to the two and left.
After Luo closed the door, he met Xiao Lan's depressed face.
Xiao Lan had a black line on her face: "You pay me back!"
Luo had a smile in his eyes: "I will be responsible, sir."
Xiao Lan: "..."
This conversation is weird and full of ancient flavor.
Xiao Lan felt that it would be better not to continue. Isn't it just being treated as there? It's not the first time anyway, Xiao Lan explained to herself.
After that, the two began to check whether there were any eavesdropping or surveillance equipment installed in the room, and by the way, carefully checked whether there was anything missing.
But they don't live here usually, except for some electronic products and daily necessities, they actually leave few traces.
As a result, after inspecting the entire house, all that was lost was the hardcover limited edition of the book "Sister Dudu's Drawing Guide" that Xiao Lan had placed on the bed before.
This was what Xiao Lan was going to give Luo, he felt that Luo would prefer physical books to video tutorials.
So... this book is the purpose of the man behind the scenes
Xiao Lan looked dazed, are Sister Dudu's fans so crazy? Hire someone to grab it if you can't buy the limit
Or maybe... the one who tempted him before.
Today's attack looks absurd, but it neither used the player's power nor affected the reality. Even the final result was insignificant, just stepping on the edge of the endurance range of the world.
It seems that the opponent is a person who knows the rules of the game very well.
And people who understand the rules more often are more keen to exploit the loopholes in the rules.
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A private club that only members can enter.
The young man was sitting by the window, holding a glass of crystal clear amber liquor in his hand. While tasting the wine leisurely, he casually admired the night view outside the window. This is a great place to enjoy the night view of the city. The bright lights are as charming as stars, which intoxicates countless photographers, but he looks a little careless.
A woman in an exquisite dress pushed the door in, respectfully saluted the man, and held up the "Sister Dudu's Drawing Guide" in an exquisite box: "Cheng Shao, I got what you want."
Although she was unbelievable that she took the trouble to obtain the contents of the box, she did not show the slightest expression or movement, she still looked respectful and calm.
The man who was called a young man did not give her the colorful book in her hand, nor did she give it to this delicate and beautiful woman.
Cheng Shao took a sip of the wine in the quilt and asked with a light smile, "What did they say?"
The woman replied: "The combat effectiveness is good, they are not opponents."
"That's worth seeing." Cheng Shao put down the wine glass, stretched out his hand to scratch the snow-white long-haired cat that had jumped on his lap, and then waved without raising his head to signal that the woman could retreat.
Silence returned to the room, leaving only the cat's comfortable purring.
"Xiao Chengyan's son... hehe." The man curled his lips with a hint of arrogance in his smile. He lazily teased the cat on his lap and said to it, "Do you want to see him too? Shirley."
"Miwoo~"