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Chapter 548

Chu Heng did talk about many battle plans just now, and how to deal with emergencies.However, he was not included in all the plans.

Not to mention that Yan Zile was very curious, even Eleven was a little puzzled, but it was just because of face that he didn't have the good intentions to ask.

At this time, when he heard Yan Zile ask the biggest confusion in his heart, Eleven couldn't help raising his head and cast his gaze at Chu Heng.

"Me," Chu Heng pursed his lips, glanced at his son, and said calmly, "Of course I want to find a way to hold Ye Zhaoyan back."

In fact, in the whole Sword of Underworld Fire, the other hunter Chu Heng didn't pay attention at all.Ye Zhaoyan was the only one who really threatened their plan.As long as he uses the pharaoh's scepter to hold Ye Zhaoyan back, he can gain more chances for the rescue plan.

After hearing what he said, Ye Feng and Leng Yue looked at each other, and immediately rushed to say, "Master, Ye Zhaoyan's ability is unfathomable, why don't you let the subordinates go down and hold him back!"

Although Ye Zhaoyan is young, there are quite a few high-level vampires in his hands, so in the world of vampires, he still has a little deterrent power.

Chu Heng glanced at the two of them, shook his head lightly, and replied objectively, "With your strength, it may be difficult to hold Ye Zhaoyan back. Once he finds out that he has been fooled or has been tricked into turning the tiger away from the mountain, when the time comes." Your personal safety will be threatened. I don't want to think about how to save you after saving a Night Fiend."

What he said was merciless, but it was an indisputable fact. Naturally, Ye Feng and Leng Yue had nothing to say, and immediately bowed their heads and said, "Yes, everything is up to the master's arrangement!"

"Chu Heng, are you sure you can hold Ye Zhaoyan back without personal safety?" Eleven clasped his arms around his chest, raised his chin slightly, and let out a careless sentence from his lips. question.

Glancing at him with dark eyes, Chu Heng asked blankly, "Why, do you also want to hold Ye Zhaoyan back? If so, I can give you this good job."

"Forget it, gentlemen don't take people's love." Eleven resolutely refused, "Master, I'd better concentrate on rescuing my daughter-in-law. I have no interest in that hunter president at all."

"In this case, tonight we will act according to the plan we just said." When Chu Heng said this, he then glanced at a certain wolf sitting on the sofa with a relaxed posture, "Werewolf, if you have any opinions, you can do so now." Mention, if not, I'll take it as if you agreed to my plan, and then don't hold me back."

"Tch! How could the master hold you back?" Eleven snorted suddenly, glanced at his indifferent face, and replied casually, "You should worry about your own men! How to do it is up to you, and you don't need to worry about it!"

"Tonight's behavior is related to everyone's life and safety. You'd better not make any mistakes." Seeing his sloppy look, Chu Heng said coldly, "We have been planning for this day for a long time. If you don't Follow my arrangement, you can also choose to leave, I won't force you."

Yan Zile saw that her father was playing for real, so she immediately tugged at Eleven's sleeves, looked at him with those big black eyes, and whispered, "Uncle Eleven, don't quarrel with my father. Like I said before, a man should be able to bend and stretch!"

Eleven glanced sideways at a certain child, seeing the serious expression on his little face, finally nodded and said, "Since you say that, then I will reluctantly agree to obey his arrangement."

"Uncle Eleven, you are so kind!" Seeing that he was persuaded by herself, Yan Zile couldn't help stretching out her small arms to hug him, "If Uncle Ye Sha is successfully rescued tonight, I must tell Ma Ma, help me did us a favor."

"This little thing is nothing." Eleven reached out and touched his little head, then turned to look at Chu Heng provocatively.

The smug expression on his face clearly said, look, the young master not only wants to win Xiaoxiao's heart, but also make Yan Zile stand by his side.

Seeing this, Chu Heng glanced at Yan Zile's little hand hugging the werewolf's waist, couldn't help moving his lips, and called out, "Yan Zile."

"Here!" Yan Zile immediately raised his little hand, and at the same time sat upright, looking at the man expectantly, "Daddy, what tasks are you assigning to me?"

Chu Heng thought for a while and said to his son, "You are responsible for being the liaison officer."

"Liaison?" Yan Zile frowned and repeated these three words, and then asked, "Daddy, what is the liaison going to do?"

Chu Heng glanced at his son with a pensive expression on his face, and explained, "Your task is to stay in the hotel and wait for the results of your numbness. If their rescue plan succeeds, you should immediately call I."

"Ah? Is it that simple?" Yan Zile immediately showed a disappointed look on her pink face when she heard that.

"How complicated do you think?" Chu Heng walked up to him, stretched out his big hand and rubbed his little head comfortingly, "Don't look at your task as if it is very simple..."

"Actually, it's very simple." Before he finished speaking, Eleven, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, interjected slowly.

Chu Heng glanced at him unhappily, and replied indifferently, "Werewolf, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

"I'm talking to my godson, can you stop interrupting?" Eleven is really a master who is afraid of chaos in the world. He was the one who interrupted first, but he was the first to complain, and he still seemed so straightforward.

"Godson?" Chu Heng was very annoyed by this word, squinted his eyes, and asked blankly, "Xiao Le is my son, when did he become your godson?"

On the eleventh pair, he looked at him faintly with a bit of anger, and smiled softly, "Xiao Le is my wife's biological son, so of course it is also my half son, why do I consider him a godson?"

Hearing this, Chu Heng couldn't help laughing too, but the smile looked a little dangerous, "I've never seen someone so thick-skinned that he even recognizes his godson as wishful thinking!"

"Who says Master is wishful thinking?" With a raised eyebrow, Eleven patted a child on the shoulder unwillingly, and said to him, "Xiao Le, tell him quickly, do you want to be my godson?" ?”

Chu Heng also turned his attention to his son, "Xiao Le, tell him, whose real son are you?"

Yan Zile innocently blinked her big eyes twice, looked at Eleven and then at Chu Heng, and frowned even more in confusion.

"That... can I not talk?"

(End of this chapter)