Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 527

   "Why?" Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, but did not respond.

   "My master is here—" Wen Bai replied directly.

   Of course.

   As soon as Wen Bai's voice in the phone fell, the elevator in front of Qin Jian and the boy was opened.

   Watching the elevator slowly open, Qin Jian's face gradually changed from doubt to solemnity.

"Ding--"

  The elevator arrives at the first floor.

  The boy looked at the men in black standing outside the elevator door, and his usual innocent and docile kitten-like complexion changed in an instant.

   It seems that in an instant, the state of a boy has returned to the time when he was on the basement floor of country M.

   Looking at the middle-aged man at the head, Qin Jian swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her fingers holding the phone clenched subconsciously, and her fingertips gradually turned white.

   "Qin Zai?" The little girl's vigilance was very high, and she felt that the phone was suddenly quiet, as if she had guessed something.

   And this moment.

   The middle-aged man standing in front of the elevator door held a cane in his hand, his sharp eyes slowly fell on Qin Jian's body, and then instinctively glanced at the young man standing next to Qin Jian.

   When I saw the coldness on the boy's fair face, there was a moment of sharp vigilance between his eyebrows.

   The middle-aged man who had not changed his facial expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the boy carefully.

   Then he turned his gaze back to Qin Jian who was listening to the phone while holding the phone.

   A strong sense of oppression hit from all directions, Qin Jian swallowed again unconsciously.

   "Qin...Jane?" The middle-aged man raised his brows slightly like thick ink, just two words, but the extended sound in the middle was like a sharp dagger.

   directly reached the necks of Qin Jian and the little girl who was talking.

   The slender fingers of the middle-aged man held the head of the crutch and tapped it a few times irregularly.

   Attention suddenly shifted to the phone that Qin Jianzheng was holding.

   The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, and the corner of his almost curved lips suddenly rose.

   "Abai?"

   One word breaks the secret.

   It was also the sound of Ah Bai, which made the pale complexion of the warm white who was driving the vehicle on the highway suddenly sank.

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  Qin Jian looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and the fingers holding the phone turned white by another two or three degrees.

   Their boss W is a very scary existence, let alone the boss's master.

   It is a terrible existence to cultivate such geniuses as Xiao Mo and Wen Bai.

   Moreover, Lord W told them before.

   In this world, Wen is not afraid of anything during the day, but she is the only one who is afraid of her and Xiao Mo's master.

   When I saw it today, I didn't even know how strong I was. This kind of aura was enough for Qin Jian to remember in his life.

   may be because of the oppression of the aura.

   caused Qin Jian's mind to go blank for a while, and did not see that the middle-aged man in front of him and the teenager next to him were vaguely similar.

   Especially those eyes.

   But a pair is sharp and cold, as if planning for everything.

   And a pair is still relatively clear, more immature.

   "Ah Bai..." The middle-aged man tapped his fingers again, "This time, Master will come to pick you up in person."

   Listening to the voice on the other side of the call, the little girl's eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally she sighed and said to Qin Jian: "Qin Zai, don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent, wait for me to go back and deal with it."

   After a pause, Wen Bai added: "This is an order."

   After the words were finished, Wen Bai hung up the phone, accelerated the car directly, and rushed over to the old house.

  ——

   After hearing the mechanical sound of the phone beeping and hanging up, Qin Jian's attention at this time was completely focused on the middle-aged man Pei Chen in front of him.

   (end of this chapter)