I'm not immortal

Chapter 373 He's Dead
"He's dead, I said, old money, do you understand?"

Jiang Qi looked at the old Qian who was looking cloudy and uncertain, with that gentle smile still on his face.

At least Lao Qian has never seen Jiang Qi smile so "happy".

As for what Jiang Qi meant, Lao Qian could also understand.

Obviously, the saint leader of this wall-breaking forum, the so-called 00001, has nothing to fear.

In other words, at least this guy is confident that even if he is caught, his life will not be lost.

Even if this is a serious crime that can be on the same level as collaborating with the enemy.

What's more, the Bureau of Mysteries now handles all supernatural crimes with the death penalty.

But reality is reality.

And the meaning in Jiang Qi's words is also very simple.

No matter who is behind this 00001 and what reliance he has, he is dead.

No one can stay.

"I see."

Old Qian took a deep breath and said, "No matter who is behind him, I will stand with you. This kind of person must die."

"Well, thank you."

Jiang Qi smiled and nodded.

Lao Qian only saw the coldness.

Jiang Qi seldom smiled, or it was as obvious as now.

Lao Qian suddenly found out that he had known Jiang Qi for a while, but he had never seen Jiang Qi really angry.

No, maybe I've seen it, right now.
"The next step is your work. Remember to inform me of any results."

Jiang Qi smiled and stood up, buttoned up the computer, and left the station with one hand.

"it is good."

Lao Qian nodded, but always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, he still followed.

Walking all the way to the outside of the station, Lao Qian watched Jiang Qi get into his car, but there was still no movement.

Am I feeling wrong?

But I always felt that Jiang Qi would not have the patience to wait for the results from the mysterious bureau.

Old Qian muttered to himself in his heart.

You know, Jiang Qi is not an ordinary calf protector, especially for Bao'er, the only junior.

And it's an aboveboard threat!
Lao Qian didn't think Jiang Qi could resist not taking revenge on the spot.

"gone!"

Jiang Qi saw the old money, opened the car window and waved his hands with a smile.

The wrists are bare.

Lao Qian also raised his hand as a signal, and watched Jiang Qi drive away.

Am I thinking too much?
"Bao Er, you think too much."

In the villa that Lu Qingyun just bought, she was patting Bao'er's little hand, giving advice in a gentle voice.

"This is a normal physiological reaction when you get older, and no one will hate you for it."

Hearing this, Bao'er nodded slightly, and was about to speak, when Peony at the side suddenly took a step forward.

"Is there a problem?"

Gu Qingyun turned her head and asked.

For these two, when getting along with them, Lu Qingyun was still a little awkward.

Although the hostility and sense of crisis were gone, the feeling of awkwardness was even stronger.

After all, these are two gods.

"Here, are there guards arranged by the young master?"

Peony asked softly with some hesitation, and then hurriedly explained: "If the young master arranges the staff, we can also do similar work. After all, those few people's abilities are a bit crude."

After thinking for a long time, Peony came up with a suitable adjective.

Gu Qingyun was taken aback when she heard the words, then frowned and said, "Sister Mudan, do you mean that there are people watching around?"

As soon as the word "surveillance" came out, Peony understood it, and she had no scruples about speaking.

"Yes, there are five people. They are Xuanxiu who have cultivated spiritual awareness. Although they only surrounded the house in a circle for three miles to investigate, and did not directly enter the house, the method is still too rough. You can see that something is wrong.”

Peony explained in detail: "We thought it was arranged by the young master, but this level of protection is too cheap."

In the eyes of Mudan and Liuli, although they don't know why the master hides his identity, they can tell that the two little girls in front of them are very important to the master.

Originally, it was reasonable to arrange covert protection.

But Mudan really couldn't accept it, those so-called security guards were so weak that she could detect it at a glance.

Not to mention other things, the protector arranged by the master must at least be like Yebushou under the champion Hou back then, right?
Thinking of the shadows that penetrate through every hole, even the Kingdom of God has a way to sneak in, Mudan can't help but shudder.

"Can the two sisters be taken down?"

Gu Qingyun raised her head and asked.

Bao'er next to her tugged on the sleeve of her future sister-in-law, saying that she could also help.

"No problem, just let Liuli go."

Mudan nodded without hesitation, and then explained: "It's not that the servant girl doesn't want to make a move, one is because Liuli is enough for one person, and the other is because...the servant girl has some tricks."

Although the Huns were a powerful empire, their overall style was not gentle, courteous and frugal, and everything had a bloody meaning.

The country is like this, and the gods of this country are naturally not much better.

Peony's methods are also in the same line, highlighting a bloody one as a whole.
It's better not to use this kind of method, if you scare the two people in front of you, then your own crime will be serious.

As Peony thought about it, Gu Qingyun's voice came from beside her ear.

"Then please trouble Sister Liuli, try to survive."

Gu Qingyun looked at the silent girl in black next to Peony, and nodded slightly.

"Yes."

Compared to Mudan, Liuli was much duller, she nodded and turned around.

"Kara."

Accompanied by a dull sound like cracking wood, Liuli's figure suddenly disappeared.

Lu Qingyun vaguely saw one point, this is a means of moving, but not by speed.

But to escape.

"Liuli is the incarnation of highland barley, the only food in the Snow Mountain, and the beloved daughter of the God of the Snow Mountain."

Peony explained next to her.

In short, a low-profile version of Daughter of the Earth.

"Okay, we can withdraw."

Not far from the villa, on a park lawn, a man wearing a cleaner uniform and holding a lawn mower shook his head slightly, hearing the news from the headset.

"Understood, I have turned off the signal repeater here."

As he said that, the weeder turned off the buzzing weeder in his hand, and looked up at the villa on the hilltop.

A look of envy and resentment flashed in his eyes.

Just wait, as soon as the new era established by your lord comes, you remnants of the old era will be swept into the garbage dump.

At that time, this villa will be mine!

In the new age, we saints reign supreme!
The world asks of us!
The weeder was thinking about the new era promised by the adults, and suddenly felt a little itchy on his face.

I scratched it casually, but there was something extra between my nails.

He leaned in and saw that it was a malt-like object, which seemed to be a seed or grain?
what is this?
The weeder was subconsciously puzzled, but he didn't notice that the grass grew wildly around him.

One after another the highland barley came out.

Wanton growth.

Anywhere it can take root, including the weeder himself.

(End of this chapter)