Please make money.

When I wanted to turn my head to see more clearly, I felt my neck was stiff and I could hardly move.

"It's normal to feel dizzy. Don't be nervous. Take a deep breath..."

The voice reminded him gently, then reached over from behind and took the fruit basket bomb from Chianti's hand.

"The child is fine. Thank you for your concern. I'll take the fruit. As for the bomb..."

The voice hesitated for two seconds in distress, then placed the bomb in Chianti's arms.

He was even considerate enough to help her hold it steady and hold it tight.

"Is the second floor below ground okay? That's the basement. If it's blown up, it won't affect the patients."

"...Who are you?" Chianti had given up thinking about how the other party did it.

She just wanted to know who the other person was.

This level of existence is like that of ghosts and gods. Why have I never heard of it before?

"I am just the babysitter of that child."

The voice held her shoulder and patted it gently, and then the elevator arrived at the basement on the second floor below ground.

She walked from behind Chianti, past her, and walked out of the elevator naturally.

Chianti finally saw her back, and even saw her profile when they passed by.

A gentle woman with gray hair, who looks like someone's mother's gentle aunt.

Chianti wanted to escape, but she found that she could not move at all. Something pierced her neck and her whole body was paralyzed.

The only thing he could manage was to speak: "You - I've never heard of you!"

The woman who was walking out stopped, thought for a moment, and looked back at her.

"You could have missed it, what a shame."

After saying that, she turned and left, and a moment later, the countdown of the bomb in Chianti's arms ended.

The roaring flames spread out in the basement, reducing everything to ruins...

……

……

"Another explosion?"

Alia scratched her ears and said, "It's really annoying."

“Knock, knock, knock—”

"Come in," Alia responded casually.

Then, after seeing the person coming, he sat up straight instantly.

"Auntie An—why are you here?!"

"Just arrived." Aunt An smiled and said, "I brought you some fruit. Is everything ok after the doctor's check?"

In fact, more than half a day has passed since Alia was injured and admitted to the hospital for treatment.

A lot of things happened during this half day, but it was obvious that none of them were a big deal to Aunt An.

Well, I guess the Sakura Empire didn't expect this guy to actually land...

"The doctor said it was just the shoulder." Alia scratched her head: "Actually, I know what's wrong with me. I--"

"I know, the lady has used this trick of yours before."

"Me?" Xiaojie pointed at himself.

"No, my mom."

"Oh...you guys chat, Grandma An, sit down - I'll go buy some snacks."

Xiaojie walked away sensibly, not understanding what was being said.

Auntie An sat down and put the fruit basket aside: "Although I don't agree with such a radical approach, it's done, so let it be."

"What will I do next——"

"Shh..." Aunt An gently stopped Alia from explaining.

"You don't need to explain to anyone, just do what you want. I just want to check on your body."

"Oh, then should I call Lele back?"

"No, Lele has done a good job recently. He cleared the other side's stronghold very neatly, but I heard that other places are a bit immature."

"Have it?"

"She wants to help you get married. This kid must have read too many storybooks."

"Ah...hahaha...I'm only eighteen years old. I'm still young."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's what the young lady said at the beginning, although she later found someone to marry."

That is to say, let alone a fortune of 200 billion, even if Ai Rulong had a fortune of 2 trillion, Huanxi Temple would still consider him a bride down from his status.

Aunt An naturally didn't ask about Alia's love life, but when she talked about it, she felt a subtle sense of déjà vu that it was the same back then.

The two chatted about daily life for a while, and Aunt An looked at her watch: "I came here this time to meet some friends. I will be relieved if you are okay. I have to go meet them."

"Is that so? Do you need me to arrange a car or something?"

"Of course not. Even though I'm like this, I still have a lot of connections. Back then, your mother had friends all over the world."

Alia suddenly realized - I understand, this is what a mother monster is like - Huanxiguan is a dog-licking universe.

"The only thing I want to say is... this kind of thing should be avoided as much as possible. It's not a question of whether it will become a big deal or not, but using yourself as bait will inevitably lead to failure. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Aunt An held Alia's hand and said earnestly: "Human power also has its limits. The young lady was stronger than you at first, but she encountered a plane crash..."

She patted the back of Alia's hand and didn't say much, but her expression was obviously a little lonely.

Lu Wuxia's amazing talent is unique even in the BUG-level Huanxi Temple.

The fact that Jiang Tianyi's father is still in jail is the best description of this kind of "talent".

But human power is limited. A family is gone just like that, leaving behind only a little cutie. What does that mean?

Alia didn't say anything. It was obvious that it would be inappropriate to say anything at this time.

Batman wouldn't tell any alley jokes while Alfred the Butler is comforting him, that would be too hellish.

Aunt An left. She came quietly, just as she left quietly, waving her hand and taking nothing with her.

"Fuck, seriously? This kind of ceremony?"

Alia opened the window and looked at the helicopter with the cabinet logo that took Aunt An away, and was amazed.

At this time, I really want to send a message of cabinet resignation. What should I do?

An Ran and Qin Liuli were unaware that Ailia knew the extent of the bugs in Huanxi Temple. Although she did not hide it, she did not make a big fuss about it either.

The help they gave to Alia was silent, it was nothing more than checking a few taxes and arresting a few people.

And what Alia really relies on is certainly not this kind of extraordinary deus ex machina.

She turned her eyes away from the helicopter and looked at the open space outside the hospital, at the crowd that had gathered.

The girl's gaze gradually became firm, as if even the gunshot wound didn't hurt anymore - although it certainly didn't hurt anymore.

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it... Now the chances of winning are 80%..."

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An 80% chance of winning, what does that mean?

We usually use a word to describe this kind of person - Zhang Mazi!

It’s a pity that Alia has no pockmarks on her face. Her name is Ai Muzhi.

"Keep steady. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either."

Alia held her ground and watched the reactions from all sides.

Currently, the reaction is divided into four parts.

The first part, and the most intense one, is the official of Donghuang.

Donghuang official: I＆*%……＆￥……＆￥!

Translated into common language, this means direct export restrictions plus flight cancellations.

Even travelers going to Sakura City were sent relevant "safety precautions".

The Sakura Empire is numb - won't my reputation be ruined?

But before they could savor the taste of numbness, the pressure from the United States region was like a landslide and tsunami.

I can only say that these people all like that.

When you say you want to check their taxes, let the local prosecutor's office or even the tax bureau take action.

Then they feel that there are indeed some problems in the medical industry that can be thoroughly investigated and improved.

I can only say from a psychological perspective that the reason why Alia fainted 100 times is because that's how many times she fainted at full strength.

The Suzuki Group entered the market aggressively, and then discovered that there was someone who was even more aggressive than them.

Who is so arrogant? Don’t you know that I’m the boss here?

After a closer look, I saw that it was okay, Ms. Qin.

……

……

In the Suzuki family's manor, Shiro Suzuki didn't care about the profit of the transaction.

He was drinking tea with his wife and reviewing Alia's actions.

His wife poured him a cup of matcha and said, "What do you think about Alia?"

"Hasn't this topic been discussed before?"

"I mean her herself—what do you think now?"

"..."

Suzuki Shiro was silent for a long time: "You must know that when I was young, I had lofty ambitions and promised to be the best in the world."

"Dear?" Suzuki Tomoko was a little confused.

Naturally, her knowledge of Chinese literature was not as profound as her husband's.

But even so, one can still hear a kind of madness and willfulness in the words.

Could it be that in her husband's eyes, Alia is the kind of young and frivolous potential dragon with lofty goals?

"In fact, there are two more lines in this poem. Who would have thought that after so many years, I still have neither fame nor wealth."

"What does it mean?"

"It means—ah—it means, that the poem is not for her."

Suzuki Shiro shook his head: "It is really hard for me to judge our ally. She is too imaginative in doing things."

"I feel the same way. This doesn't match the attitude of an ally that we have in mind."

Suzuki Tomoko lowered her voice slightly: "She seems... not someone we can control."

"Didn't I tell you before that if Sonoko meets her in the future, I hope she will show mercy."

"But that was facing Sonoko, what about us?"

Shiro Suzuki thought about it and avoided answering.

He looked at his watch and said, "The guest will be here soon. Let him be the judge."

"Guest? Is it Miss Ai?"

"No, it's another guest."

After a while, the guest came and greeted Suzuki Tomoko.