Blood Race Little Milk Bag: I became a group pet by punching in

Chapter 110
The blood race's good night vision ability allowed the two of them to see clearly the few shadows in the shadows that were covered by trees.

They seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, and there was no surprise in their eyes.

Bai Zhiyi's cold eyes gouged out someone like a knife blade.

The reason for all this is because Bai Siheng went to the capital suddenly.

But that guy was just a primer.

The real root of the disaster was planted the moment they were forced to leave the capital and settle in the capital.

In fact, all this has long been unable to escape.

Even in the past ten years or so, those people still refused to give up searching, or they didn't believe that Bai Xiaochen had already used up that thing.

A long lifespan makes some people's ambitions more greedy.

It's not that I can't resist, it's just that I don't think it's necessary to waste time.

What's more, there used to be Bai Xiao Shen Wei who intimidated those people so that they would not dare to act rashly.

They haven't reached the point where they are dead, so why should they waste time with these dead rats?

"Why don't you compare who can get rid of more people?"

Bai Siheng smiled flamboyantly at Bai Zhiyi. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, and he looked 'accustomed', he suddenly jumped off the railing and landed lightly, as if he had accidentally pulled a wound that hadn't healed. He couldn't help making a muffled grunt.

"boring."

Bai Zhiyi uttered two words slowly, and then jumped down from a high place, his gestures were full of elegance and calmness, like the nobles of the upper class in the West.

The figure of the young man was submerged in the shadows. Seeing this, Bai Siheng smiled unconsciously, the ice in his eyes melted slightly, and he put his hands in his pockets and shouted: "Tsk tsk tsk, some people are boring in their mouths, but they don't move at all." Not slow."

There was a sound of fighting in the sound of "唦唦" of the leaves.

In the forest, the passing night wind carried a smell of blood.

……

A private hospital.

Zhang Xiaoya lay on the hospital bed with a gloomy expression, feeling the pain in her ankle, she couldn't help cursing Bai Siheng in her heart, and even greeted the other family.

The quilt on the bed next door was a little messy, and the temperature was slightly cold. It seemed that the owner had been gone for a while.

Squeak.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened.

Zhang Xiaoya turned her head, she thought it was her younger sister Zhang Xiaoyan who came back to change the plaster, but she didn't expect to see a middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Xiaoya."

With a fat beer belly and a fruit basket in his hand, Zhang Hong smiled ingratiatingly. He looked like a mouse, obviously he didn't come to visit his daughter on purpose.

"dad."

Zhang Xiaoya yelled alienatedly, she was lucky, but when she saw the mangoes in the fruit basket, her heart suddenly went cold.

She lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, the darkness in her eyes was well hidden, and her expression returned to her usual arrogance, and she said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Xiaoya, Dad heard that you were sick, why don't you buy some fruit to see you, look here is your favorite mango."

"Normal people know how to put coins in the bus, but it's been more than ten years and I still don't know if I'm allergic to mangoes?"

Zhang Hong looked embarrassed for a moment, coughed a few times, put the fruit basket on the small table beside him, took an apple from it, and said awkwardly: "Eat apples, Dad remembers that you also like this."

"I hate eating apples."

Zhang Xiaoya said with a normal expression, she seemed to have gotten used to it long ago, she looked out of the window faintly, and said calmly: "How much money do you need, just tell me the number, don't disgust me here."

"Do you have 100 million?"

"Heh, what do you think I am? A cash machine? Don't you know how much money I can earn after helping you fill out one bill after another?"

Amidst the sharp questioning voice, the woman's eyes gradually turned cold.

Zhang Hong took a step back in fright, and looked at Zhang Xiaoya cowardly, with no remorse on his face, but said weakly: "Aren't there a group of rich friends around you, just ask them to borrow some money, anyway, you... "

"Get out, get out now, [-] will be credited to your account later, is there any more?"

Zhang Xiaoya picked up the fruit in the fruit basket and threw it at Zhang Hong. The latter quickly dodged and said in puzzlement, "Then let's start with [-]. I'm your father, how could you treat me like this."

She was so angry that she threw the whole fruit basket towards the door, and the ground became a mess in an instant.

Zhang Xiaoya took a deep breath, and the phone on the desktop rang suddenly. She caught a glimpse of the unknown where she belonged, her eyes lit up, she quickly picked up the phone, got up and got out of bed, and limped out of the ward, all the way to the hospital. rooftop.

It was morning, and the sun was hot and scorching, so there were no people here.

She quickly locked the door and eagerly connected the call under the scorching sun.

"Why did it take so long to pick up?"

The proud female voice sounded slowly, and there was a hint of impatience in that voice.

Zhang Xiaoya seemed to ignore this on purpose, and flattered her like licking a dog: "It's not that there were people nearby just now, Jiaojiao, please don't get angry."

The other party was born in a well-known wealthy family in Kyoto, and she is the eldest lady of the high society.

Zhang Xiaoya also met by chance. She had always wanted to use this to enter the upper class circle, but unfortunately, that woman was very shrewd and refused to let go.

With such a big benefit promised this time, the things to do must be quite difficult.

Of course Zhang Xiaoya knew that she was being used.

But as long as it's beneficial, she doesn't care if she uses it or not.

What people are most afraid of is that they have no use value.

"Forget it, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

"Jiaojiao, you also know that this will be difficult, at least it will take a few days."

"Xiaoya, it's not that I'm urging you, it's just that you got the money, so you should do things as soon as possible. I'm also entrusted by others. If you can't finish...some things don't need to be explained too clearly."

"Jiaojiao, what's the relationship between us? I must believe you. Don't worry, I have already contacted people from the Bai family. There must be news in a few days."

beep.

Listening to the hung up communication, Zhang Xiaoya's flattering expression quickly turned into disgust, she subconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, gritted her teeth angrily, and muttered, "Isn't it just a good reincarnation?"

She took a mouthful of spit and scolded the other party a dozen times in her heart, only then did she feel better.

Walking slowly along the handrail all the way, because of the swollen ankle, I grin my teeth in pain every step I take.

When Zhang Xiaoya returned to the ward, there was a little more people inside, and it was very lively.

The fruit on the ground has been cleaned up long ago.

Zhang Xiaoyan has finished changing the plaster, and she is lying on the hospital bed, and Zhang Hong and his wife are eagerly caring for her.

No one seemed to notice that someone had come in.

There was a moment when Zhang Xiaoya wanted to leave, but she suddenly felt cold in her heart, her steps paused, and she still walked in with a firm expression.

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)