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- "No one knows the reason?" Yang Zongbao was silent. He had never seen such a case.
"Several groups of medical teams have been sent in succession, but no one knows the reason. Because of the crying blood, many rumors have come out. They say this is a harbinger of a catastrophe. It is inevitable that the rumors will spread, and the army has isolated the surrounding areas." The ghost reported the news to Yang Zongbao.
"" Yang Zongbao raised his head and leaned it on the cushion of the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master, you can't go." Rigui thought he knew what Yang Zongbao was thinking.
"Why did you call me master?" Yang Zongbao noticed the change in the Japanese ghost's name for him.
"I like it." It's rare for Japanese ghosts to be willful.
"What are you doing here?" Yang Zongbao saw a black figure at the top of the stairs out of the corner of his eye.
"" Heizhi walked in from the stairs, looked at the Japanese ghost, but said nothing.
"Why does anyone dare to come in here? You are derelict in your duty, Rigui." Yang Zongbao said lazily. Heizhi's face turned red and white.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Yang Zongbao returned to the topic: "For Yang Shuo's matter?"
¡°¡¡± Kurozhi didn¡¯t speak due to the Japanese ghost, but he didn¡¯t object either. Yang Zongbao knew that what he said was true.
""
The room was quiet.
Finally, Heizhi couldn¡¯t hold it in any longer: ¡°Young Master¡Young Master would like to invite you over¡¡±
"Let him come to see me." Yang Zongbao immediately vetoed it without even thinking.
"You" Heizhi was about to get angry, but something suddenly occurred to him, and the words suddenly changed in his mouth: "The young master has trouble with his legs and feet."
Yang Zongbao saw that Hei Zhiqing had lost a lot of weight. His whole body was wrapped in clothes, and no skin was exposed at all. Now his whole body was trembling slightly due to the stimulation of his own words, and his face was deformed as he tried to endure it.
"Have you had a good time?" Yang Zongbao relented.
"It's okay." Hei Zhi's eyes were moistened by Yang Zongbao's sudden warm words.
"I know what you are asking for, but even if I cure his body, it will not be good for him if his temperament does not change." Yang Zongbao finally told the truth to Heizhi: "He is now in a wheelchair, and the damage he has caused is also Small. Once he regains the ability to walk, the destructive power will not be as bad as it is now."
"It's okay. With me by his side, I believe he can improve." Kurozhi said firmly.
"Heh" This laughter came from the Japanese ghost's mouth: "You are not a good person either. You have committed murder and arson all the time. Why do you guarantee this?"
"You" Heizhi became angry and thrust his claws straight into the Japanese ghost's face.
The Japanese ghost is no better than before. He has followed Yang Zongbao through life and death for several years, and with Uncle Mei's guidance, he reacted very quickly and immediately took up his stance.
Seeing that the two of them were about to start a quarrel in the room, Yang Zongbao immediately grabbed the glass on the coffee table and smashed it between the two of them.
The two were startled and jumped away at the same time, turning their faces away and ignoring each other.
"Apologise." Yang Zongbao said.
"Humph" Black Branch folded his arms and waited.
"I mean you Heizhi, apologize." Unexpectedly, Yang Zongbao was talking about Heizhi.
"Why? He was the one who provoked me first." Black branch's face was filled with anger.
"The Japanese ghost is mine, why do you think it is?" Yang Zongbao looked at Heizhi funnyly, who could not figure out Qingchu's situation until now.
Suddenly awakened by Yang Zongbao's words, Heizhi realized that she had said the wrong thing. The status between her and Yang Zongbao was inherently unequal. At best, they were just domestic slaves. In addition, Yang Zongbao is now in charge of the Yang family, so the status between her and the Japanese ghost has also undergone subtle changes. Yang Zongbao is no longer the weakling who had no roots when he first entered the Yang family. Considering the reality, Kurozhi swallowed and whispered: "I'm sorry."
Although he was reluctant to apologize, Rigui was very satisfied: "You're welcome."
"To save people, we must first save hearts." Yang Zongbao didn't want them to continue to quarrel: "You take Yang Shuo with me. You must listen to me on everything on the way. If you can come back alive, treat him. , so that he can stand up. If he can't come back, he has to"
"Why?" Black Branch asked.
"Without destroying Yang Shuo's spirit, can you live a good life?" Yang Zongbao's words made Heizhi's heart beat violently.
"I understand. When will we set off?" Black Branch also made up his mind.
"Tomorrow." Yang Zongbao sighed, he was no longer free anymore: "You think about how to get people out under Shen Rou's nose."
"This is none of your business. "Heizhi said and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, clean up the broken glass cups on the ground before you leave." Yang Zongbao said slowly and logically.
"You" Heizhi turned his head sharply, almost popping his eyes out.
"Be obedient" the Japanese ghost said angrily.
Kurozhi had no choice but to remember the agreement and could only lower his head to collect the glass shards. At this end, Yang Zongbao's lower body seemed to be wearing nothing under the coffee table, but the hem of his upper body's clothes covered his key parts: "Shameless" After scolding, Heizhi ran away with the fragments.
"Master, are you leaving again?" Rigui looked at Yang Zongbao distressedly, as his father never rested.
"Well, don't worry, let's go and have a look." Yang Zongbao was helpless, but he was always thinking about it.
"Then how do you get in? It's a closed area. Didn't you just reject the old man from the Shen family?" Rigui asked.
"There is always a way." Yang Zongbao didn't worry about it: "Songsong said hello over there."
"We've beaten him a long time ago." Rigui gave Yang Zongbao another glass of water and placed it in front of Yang Zongbao: "Sir, you picked Ye Jiantao? I don't think that person has any special features. Is that okay?"
"Good character."
"Uh" Rigui didn't expect the boss's reason to be so simple: "But he has no background and no one to help. Next year's nomination is just a consolation one. I don't know why you picked one. hardest."
"Then who do you think you should pick?" Yang Zongbao took a sip of water to moisten his throat.
"Shen Huimin, that's not possible, because their old man is very annoying. Yue Jiang is the most likely, why don't you help Yue Jiang?" The Japanese ghost was making trouble on his own.
"Come on, we are still picking people. Can we mortals solve the fight between gods? Go to bed." Yang Zongbao couldn't stand the old man pretending to be a cultural person.
"Master, do you look down on me?" Rigui was anxious.
"I'm not looking down on you, I'm looking down on myself. What qualifications do I have? I don't have a strong family background and no acquaintances. How can I help others win elections?" Yang Zongbao said mockingly.
"Sir, I don't believe that others have this ability. But, master, I believe whatever you say."
""
Seeing the sincerity of the Japanese ghost, Yang Zongbao cursed: "Let's go to bed. We have something to do tomorrow."
"Okay." The Japanese ghost finally went down.
Yang Zongbao was the only one left in the room.
Rigui is right, Yang Zongbao can indeed play a certain role. But this effect is not because of Yang Zongbao, but because of the three tips given by Grandpa Jiang Song before he died. Yang Zongbao did not follow the old man's instructions and had already read the contents
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When Dou Wenwen woke up, her whole body felt as if she had been run over by a car. She almost couldn't get up. Thinking of her bold side last night, her face turned red. But immediately she discovered that Yang Zongbao was not around, and she felt a little disappointed.
After taking a shower, I walked out of the room and found Yang Zongbao lying on the sofa, not awake yet. The computer on the coffee table is still on, and the page above displays some content about eye diseases. Seeing that Yang Zongbao did not sleep in bed because of work, Dou Wenwen immediately felt much better.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s facial features have lost their youthfulness in recent years and gradually become more masculine. Although the appearance remains the same, the temperament is completely different. Touching Yang Zongbao's engraved facial features lovingly, Dou Wenwen's heart was filled with happiness.
"Have you touched enough?"
Dou Wenwen was startled, Yang Zongbao's opened eyes were facing her.
"It's done." Dou Wenwen retracted her hand.
"Are you okay today?" Yang Zongbao stood up.
¡°I¡¯m going to the company later to make a few plans and I¡¯ll be back soon.¡± Dou Wenwen said shyly.
"Well, be careful with your health. Maybe you already have a baby now." Yang Zongbao said with a smile.
"Well" Dou Wenwen agreed obediently.
"Go, don't be too late." Yang Zongbao didn't expect Dou Wenwen to be so well-behaved.
"I know." Dou Wenwen reluctantly left.
"Master, you're ready."
As Dou Wenwen stepped forward, the Japanese ghost stepped forward, approached Yang Zongbao's ear and said, "Someone wants to see you."
"Take it to the backyard." Yang Zongbao is now very obsessed with the bamboo forest in the backyard.
After simple preparations, Yang Zongbao wandered to the bamboo forest alone.
There was already a person waiting in the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back. He turned his head when he heard Yang Zongbao's footsteps.
The Japanese ghost stopped outside the bamboo forest. When he saw Yang Zongbao passing by, he immediately walked out and guarded the intersection.
"You want to see me?" Ye Jiantao faced Yang Zongbao with his hands behind his back.
When Yang Zongbao saw Ye Jiantao at close range, he felt confident: "It's you who want to see me. This is my home."
"Your bamboo forest is good, but there are few places with mottled bamboo these days." Ye Jiantao suddenly changed the subject.
"There are very few. I will cut a branch for you to make fan bones." Yang Zongbao was not in a hurry. The other party didn't mention it, and he didn't mention it either. This game is all about patience.
"I don't dare. The bamboo fan bone is too valuable and cannot be collected." Ye Jiantao said that way.
""
There was silence.
The bamboo forest would rustle as long as there was a slight breeze, and both of them listened quietly.
"Ever since I caught up with this incident, I haven't had a day off. I've been running around for 365 days." Ye Jiantao smiled bitterly: "Is it safe for you to speak here?"
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao nodded.
"What is your purpose?" Ye Jiantao didn't believe that the other party would help him for no reason.
"I said there is no purpose, do you believe it?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I don't believe it." Ye Jiantao said frankly.
"Then I really have a purpose." Yang Zongbao remembered something.
"Say." After hearing what Yang Zongbao said, Ye Jiantao finally felt at ease. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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