Cyber ​​vampire's sister control career

As if noticing that Lan Shen was gone, the fear in White Mouse's heart eased a little, and he turned his head to look at Qu Nongyin who was leaning against the door of the limousine car, lifting the autumn mist to watch under the bright light.

One outrageously strong pervert is enough, this one shouldn't be that strong, right?

Da, hearing the cries of the black rats in the group, the white rats turned their heads back and took a step forward. The next moment, they heard a whistling sound of wind behind them, and looked back——

All I saw was a buffalo-sized misty tiger made entirely of white mist condescendingly pounced on him!

The white mouse was so frightened that its scalp was numb, but it also exploded with adrenaline in the face of a life-and-death crisis. From nowhere, it squeezed out its meager courage, raised its pistol and fired several shots at the white tiger.

However, it was a tiger made of white mist after all, and the bullets had no effect on it, so it jumped down and passed the white mouse.

'No, didn't you want my life? The white mouse realized this in an instant, and before it had time to think about it, it was awakened by a sharp pain from the right arm holding the gun, and looked down.

He saw that the sleeve on his right arm rotted into ashes and fell to the ground in an instant, and his right arm also rotted from a healthy and strong middle-aged man's arm to a dry and withered arm of an old man in a few seconds. In the eyes of Jue, it turned into a skeleton arm without any flesh and blood!

clang!When the white mouse screamed in horror, the rusty pistol smashed a few finger bones to the ground.

"Forgive me! I didn't get the money! I was just doing things with Rat and the others! I'm not the main culprit!" Seeing the White Tiger of Mist pacing slowly beside him, the White Mouse immediately knelt down on the ground and hid in front of the figure. Ge Nongyin in the hazy fog kowtowed his head.

"Quiet." Ge Nongyin hated noise.

The white mouse immediately shut its mouth, trying to get a life by being obedient.

After a while, Lan Shen grabbed the black mouse that had been knocked unconscious by a slap and returned to the road, threw him beside the kneeling white mouse, and then dragged the unconscious rat over, and let the three of them together Waiting, and by the way, he also picked up the Devil Slaying Holy Sword-1, sheathed it and put it beside the rat.

"Is there a rope?" Lan Shen felt that the three of them needed to be tied up, and then turned around and asked in a thick voice.

Gu Nongyin retracted the knife and sheathed it, let the white mist and white tiger around him disperse with the wind, then raised his hand and tapped lightly on the alloy window of the courtesy car beside him, and said something to the three girls in the car, telling them In the drawer under the sofa on the right is a bundle of nylon rope.

Soon Sakurai Gen gave the bundle of nylon ropes to Lan Shen, and Lan Qian and Bai Lianxiang also came out to watch the excitement.

"Didn't that kick just now killed him?" A certain white-haired rabbit hid behind Lan Shen, watching him tie up the bleeding rat with a nylon rope.

"No, dead people are not like him." Lan Qian stood beside Bai Danxiang, also watching her brother busy.

"Hmm... Brother, do you want me to help?" Lan Qian felt that as a good sister, she should share some of the work with her brother.

"Well, does Mr. Lan need my help?" Yuan Sakurai didn't want to be idle.

"No need," Lan Shen shook his head lightly, "They're dirty, I'll do it alone."

According to a little white rabbit, these mice are all infected with sexually transmitted diseases. Although it is not something that can be transmitted to others through skin contact, if there are other viruses, if a few girls encounter them Oops.

Lan Shen is a blood descendant, and the blood descendant's immunity is recognized as outrageous in the world. It is said that even super viruses such as AIDS can be easily killed, so he is not afraid of contacting these mice, and other girls forget it.

"...It's really dirty." Lan Qian looked at the mud and dead leaves on the three rats.

There has just been a heavy rain in Gucheng. Although it has stopped temporarily, the mud in the oak forest is still there. Can the three rats who just rolled in the mud not be dirty?

"There's no place where you can wash your hands nearby..." Lan Qian looked around, as if she wanted to find a faucet on the side of the road to wash her brother's hands.

"Why not? You can use spring rain to wash your hands~" Bai Danxiang thought of an alternative use of spring rain.

"That's right—" being reminded by Bai Danxiang, Lan Qian finally remembered this.

With the spring rain in hand, how can my brother lack water to wash his hands?

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1 : Chapter 211 Chapter 0210: Hell ghosts with only dry bones (Wu)

A mouse alone in an armored van doubts life while struggling against a virus dropped into his bio-intelligent brain by a mysterious hacker.

This is the first time for him to face such an unimaginably powerful opponent. It's just a virus that can keep him busy. This kind of technical ability is simply...

"Damn it, at worst, I will format the biological intelligence brain and reinstall the system!"

The mice became more and more agitated by the entanglement of the virus, because they were so absorbed in this matter that they didn't even notice that someone walked up to the armored van until—

Click!The door latch of the armored van was chopped off with an alchemy dagger, and then the entire door was pulled aside, revealing a mouse sitting in the backseat tapping on a laptop.

The mouse froze for a moment, then looked up to the door. At first, he thought it was the people from the rich lady's family who came to trouble him, but he didn't expect to see a black half-face skull mask painted with white paint. .

The mouse's pupils shrank suddenly.

'Skull, skeleton party? ! ——'

"Come out." The Skull Party member standing outside the car raised his pistol and said to the mouse.

The mouse was so frightened that it didn't have the slightest intention to resist. It put the laptop on its lap aside, raised its hands, and slowly got out of the car.

Only then did I realize that there were three skeletons standing outside the car, one of them pointed a gun at his head, and the other two hung their masks around their necks, leaning against an ordinary-looking car and smoking .

There was a strange smell in the air, because the white and black mice often made such battles, and the mice immediately realized that they had added 'material' to the smoke.

"Grand...don't worry, sir..." Never mind that my biological brain has been completely shut down by the virus, and now the mouse just wants to survive under the guns of the Skeleton Party, "As you can see, I am a hacker , it is still useful..."

"Where's Jeremy Lanchester?" The Skeleton man pointed a gun at the mouse's head and asked the mouse without emotion. His voice was very hoarse, as if he had just crawled back to the world from hell, and there was still a trace of blood in his throat. Spewing sparks from hell.

"Uh...Jerome what? Who are you talking about?" The mouse looked confused.

"He's on your side..." The Hoarse Skeletalist put his gun on the mouse's forehead, "It seems to be called a white mouse."

The mouse froze for a moment.

"He...he is entrusting the boss in Fusang District..."

"Call him back." The Skull Party slowly opened the safety of the pistol. It was just a simple action, but it put a lot of mental pressure on the mouse.

"I, my biological brain was just shut down by a virus." The mouse was sweating profusely, talking incoherently, "Now... now... ah! By the way, I can still contact him with a laptop , I'll contact him now! Do you think it's okay?"

The Skullman shrugged and held the gun a little farther away. Although the gun was still pointed at the mouse, it gave him leeway to do things.

Mouse quickly climbed back into the car, picked up his laptop, and contacted White Mouse, but within ten seconds, a look of despair appeared on his face.

He couldn't get in touch, he couldn't get in touch with the white mouse at all, either the white mouse was also disconnected from the Internet, or his head was shot, at this time he couldn't give himself a response no matter what.

"Can't get in touch?" The Skull Party member understood the mouse's expression.

"No, no—wait! Let me try again! I still have other ways!" Sensing the murderous aura of the Skeletalists, the mouse immediately yelled anxiously.

"Forget about him," a Skeletalist who was smoking a cigarette curled his lips, "What's the use of a hacker who can kill people with a biological brain? Let the hackers in the organization help you find that white mouse." .”

The mouse was so frightened by this sentence that it hurriedly opened the door on the other side of the armored van, trying to escape.

boom!

The body of the mouse, whose head was pierced by a bullet, fell to the ground, splashing bloody splashes in the stagnant water after the rain.

"Let's go." The Skull Party member who just shot didn't even look at the mouse's body, and walked towards the two comrades.

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I asked my younger sister to wash her hands with a water hose made by Chunyu, and then waited with the girls in the concierge car for more than 30 minutes. It took more than 20 minutes to send everyone in the car to the gate of Yingjing House in Yingliu Street, Xunmu District.

"It's ten o'clock, and the Sakurai House is still open..." Bai Danxiang reached out and grabbed Lan Shen's clothes as soon as he got out of the car, sticking to him as always, looking up at the brightly lit Sakurai House behind him.

"Well, Sakurai House is usually open until midnight..." Yuan Sakurai whispered softly, looking at Sakurai House.

It feels so delicate, obviously I just went to stay at a friend's house for a few days, but when I came back, it seemed like I hadn't been back for a few years, and my heart was full of missing...

"Come on in, it seems to be raining again." Lan Qian looked up at the sky which was still covered with dark clouds.

As soon as the words were finished, thin rain fell on everyone's heads.

So everyone was driven into the Sakurai house by the gradually increasing rain.

……

Sakurai Gen's mother, Mieko Sakurai, heard that Lan Shen and others were coming, and immediately walked out of the back kitchen. After introducing herself to a few people, she bowed to Lan Shen.

"Mr. Lan has been troubled to take care of this useless girl in our family these days."

Sakurai Gen stood beside her mother, a little embarrassed.

"No trouble," Lan Shen shook his head lightly, "Madam's daughter is much better than my sister."

"Brother...Brother..." Sitting next to Lan Shen, Lan Qian puffed up her face and muttered in a low voice, and her little hand also poked her brother's waist.

Mieko Sakurai smiled, and then chatted with everyone about today's martial arts competition at the Wangli Xiqiu Knight School. She praised Lan Qian and gained a lot of goodwill from Lan Shen's side, so he also praised Lan Qian politely. It's Sakurai Gen.

The two of them just praised you and me one by one, making Lan Qian and Sakurai Gen's scalp numb and ashamed, and finally Mieko Sakurai was pushed back into the back kitchen by her embarrassing daughter .

"Huh..." Lan Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at her brother helplessly, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's just that the two parents are flattering each other's children to satisfy their vanity." Lan Shen said honestly.

"I, I'm not a child!" Lan Qian put her hands on her hips, "I'm my brother's sister, not my brother's child!"

"Almost." Lan Shen raised his hand and rubbed his sister's cute little head.

For Lan Shen, his younger sister is the cutest child in the world.

Hmm... Although the growth has been getting faster and faster in recent years, judging from the height, it is almost not a child.

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Today's fifth watch is here! ~ Ask for a recommendation ticket! ~Ask for a monthly pass! ~

(When I listened to Chainsawman ED1, for some reason, I recalled the era of feature phones a long time ago. Mango remembered that there was a small program for arranging music on my mother’s Gionee or PHS mobile phone. Play the notes on top and down, and then let it play. Back then, Mango was very fascinated. After 'creating' dozens of proud works, he often sang louder than other children in music class_(:з」∠)_)

1 : Chapter 212 Chapter 0211: Her Royal Highness's late-night massage ([-])

"The white mouse has been taken away by the people of the Blue Bird Group. Rick, what do you say? Do you want to stop the car and rob people? I wonder if their car is still on the road and they can stop it."

Rick, who had just shot the mouse, lowered his head and maintained his pistol with a rag stained with gun oil. Hearing what his comrades said, he thought for a long time before shaking his head.

"If he can come out of the Jade Bird Group, I'll go find him again."

If not, forget it.

The Jade Bird Group is not easy to provoke, and the Skeleton Party does not need to provoke this enemy anymore.

Rick just wanted the White Rat, Jeremy Lanchester, to go to hell, and Rick didn't care who killed him.

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After eating the [-]% off dinner at Sakurai House, when Lan Shen and the others returned to the Artichoke House and took the clothes and daily necessities that Ke Nongyin called several female secretaries to send, the hour hand of the clock in the living room was already off. After running past twelve o'clock, it was almost one o'clock.

So I didn't talk too much to the girls, Lan Shen directly drove them to several bathrooms to take a shower, and I also took a shower in the small bathroom of my own room, put on my pajamas and went back to my room Inside, lay down on the bed.

Although I didn't do anything today, I feel a little tired at this time, so...

Lan Shen intends to have a good rest tonight, so that he doesn't have to go to the alchemy workshop, but the sky fails to fulfill his wishes——

Creak -- creak -- the door of Lan Shen's room was pushed open by Qu Nong's voice. Wearing a very sexy white suspender silk nightgown, she walked in directly. Before the soft sound of closing the door died down, she sat down beside Lan Shen's bed. Turning her head to look at Lan Shen who sat up from the bed.

"You..." Lan Shen tilted his head, "What are you doing here?"

"... Let's talk about something." Ge Nongyin stood up again, and sat on the other side of Lanshen's big bed, facing the scenery outside the window.

At eleven o'clock, it began to rain again in Gecheng, and it hasn't stopped until now.

"What's the matter?" Lan Shen followed the back of Ge Nongyin, looked at the snowy back exposed to the warm light of the desk lamp, for some reason, recalled its silky touch, and his heart beat a little faster.

"I just heard from Joanna that you learned "The Eight Styles of the Canglong" in just one night?" Ge Nongyin talked to Lan Shen without looking back.

Although it was unexpected that Yu Ke Nongyin would ask herself such a thing, Lan Shen still nodded and said 'hmm'.

"Now we somewhat believe that you just learned a few hands from some people and you have the strength you have now." Ge Nongyin chuckled, then looked back at Lan Shen, and waved at him.

"come over."

Lan Shen sat still, silent for a while.

"As I said, our previous relationship had—"

"When did we say we were going to do that with you?" Ge Nongyin interrupted Lan Shen with a straight face.

Lan was taken aback for a moment.

"Come here." Ge Nongyin said again, with a noble taste that could not be rejected in his voice.

Now that he knew that Qu Nongyin didn't want to do that kind of thing with him at home, Lan Shen had nothing to fear, so he got out of bed, went to sit beside her.

Ge Nongyin snorted softly, then stretched out his hand to change the position of Lan Shen, let him face to his side, sat down, then grabbed his two legs and put them on his thighs, lowered his head and pressed Lan Shen hard Muscles in the legs.

"Who taught you to use Longtu to drive? Don't you know that using too much will hurt your muscles? Then the muscles in your two legs will become thicker and stronger, and finally become two swollen and swollen legs. The elephant legs are so ugly."

Lan Shen looked at Ge Nongyin who was massaging himself while thinking, and remained silent.

"Watch it," Ge Nongyin pinched Lan Shen's thigh to attract his attention, "From now on, every time you use up the dragon's tusk, you will have to massage your legs three times like we did, and then Do three stretches."

Lan Shen watched Ge Nongyin's movements seriously, and only spoke after a long time.