Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 506 You Are My Thief

It turned out that after Kong Lifeng disappeared, the original owner was induced to run into the secret room left by Boss Kong, and was shot dead by someone lurking in the dark.

Then the original owner's younger brother, Wu Que, lost the care and care of his biological sister. He hung out in the society and became a delinquent boy.

Ling Xiao: Why should we care about his physical and mental health?

He is not a child.

As a mature adult, he should have his own clear judgment.

Xiaoqiang is embarrassing: Miss sister, the task posted above is like this.

Brother Tong has no right to refute!

Ling Xiao: Which one is up?
Do you mean mastermind?

Xiaoqiang hurriedly pretended to have a rigid and unwavering robotic voice: Miss, work hard!
Brother Tong cheers for you!

Aoli give it!
Then Xiaoqiang just irresponsibly hid, hid! ! !
With a cold face, Ling Xiao turned to look at the cheap brother sitting in the restaurant who was sucking spaghetti.

"How are you feeling?"

Wu Que chewed the sweet and creamy bacon spaghetti, the scar was really healed and he forgot the pain, he smiled and replied: "Sister! Do you want to eat some together?"

Ling Xiao gave him a disgusted look.

It's all saliva!

She doesn't eat it!

"How do you feel?" Ling Xiao decided to ask the question straight to the point: "If you feel that cynicism is unfair, you must tell me."

Wu Que looked at the indifferent Ling Xiao suspiciously, and always felt that this sister was a bit unusual.

Cough, to be precise, it's not normal...

But he didn't have the guts to say it.

Wu Que chewed a piece of pasta, and said with a smile: "I don't have that kind of thought. I live with my sister, who is so rich, so I don't have to worry about it, and I don't have to go out to work like those poor students."

"I'm fine!"

"Sister! Why did you suddenly ask me... such a strange question?"

Ling Xiao folded his arms around his chest, leaning gracefully at the door of the restaurant, with a leisurely posture, and calmly replied: "I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it."

"Ok?"

Wu Que finds it strange that today's sister seems to be a bit uncharacteristic?
"If you can't think about it, or run out to fight with others, I will be responsible for stopping you, and I will also send you love! Let you live a healthy and happy life like a spring breeze..."

Is this what Xiaoqiang meant?

Ling Xiao felt that he hadn't guessed wrong, nor would he have made a mistake.

Wu Que almost choked on the saliva, coughed suddenly, he hurriedly covered his mouth, and swallowed the spaghetti in his mouth with difficulty.

Then Wuque straightened his face and replied solemnly: "Sister! I don't fight in groups! I also don't... I can't think about it to the point of dying."

Ling Xiao raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "Okay! Keep it up!"

Wuque: ...

He seems to have been hit by [-] points?

Not only was his body beaten up by Ling Xiao, but his mood was also shattered by Ling Xiao.

A good night's sleep.

Ling Xiao waited for a few days, and finally waited for the private email from Boss Kong.

Boss Kong anonymously invited Ling Xiao to participate in an important action.

Ling Xiao's partner is an internationally renowned bandit nicknamed Grasshopper. That's right, he collided with a well-known domestic band.

Boss Kong did not come out in person this time, but operated behind the scenes, bringing Ling Xiao and Grasshopper together, and asked them to meet at the top garden of an art gallery in Farah City.

This art museum is owned by Kong Lifeng. This building is in a post-modern architectural style, and the interior design is complicated and tortuous.

That night, Ling Xiao tidied up, put on a black suit that was easy to hide his breath, sunglasses and a mask, and came to the place designated by Boss Kong.

The garden on the top floor of the art museum is very spacious, with various kinds of flowers planted, among which there are many varieties of rose and crabapple flowers, budding on the branches, and floating with dark fragrance, which can be regarded as a beautiful scene.

Ling Xiao walked through a flower corridor, and saw strange works of art hanging on the flower walls on both sides, most of them were paintings, and there were also a few sculptures and folk paper-cuts.

The artistic atmosphere is strong, and ingenuity can be seen everywhere.

Ling Xiao pushed aside the rose vines hanging in front of him, and it suddenly became bright. In the glass room in the center of the garden, a young man in a black leather jacket was sitting on a small bench with large scissors in his hand, pruning flower branches.

He put these flower branches in a glass vase next to him. He has already inserted more than a dozen branches. He cut off the excess branches and leaves, leaving only the blooming flowers.

The bright and delicate flowers are clustered together, which seems random, but actually reveals a bit of unique beauty!
Ling Xiao stood still and greeted him calmly.

"Grasshopper?"

The young man nicknamed Grasshopper raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome and vicissitudes.

It's strange, it's the kind of vicissitudes that have experienced the world and experienced, which doesn't match his biological age.

Grasshopper took a look at Ling Xiao. If it was another man, he might feel a little surprised.

But Grasshopper didn't.

Grasshopper just glanced at Ling Xiao indifferently, he lowered his head, took the big scissors in his hand, and cut off all the redundant branches and leaves of a rose flower.

Ling Xiao remained silent, she strolled slowly around the glass greenhouse, and then she keenly discovered a strangely shaped bone necklace hanging on the wall of the greenhouse.

Ling Xiao reached out to touch it, pursed the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "This is the patriarch's pendant used to worship gods in African tribes."

After waiting for about 3 minutes, Grasshopper finally said, "No."

His voice is also a bit vicissitudes, it is the kind of laziness and reservedness exuded from the bones, like a fierce and quiet cheetah on the African savannah.

When he quietly sneaks in the grass, hunters will easily ignore his attack power.

Once he explodes, ordinary hunters may not be able to stop his murderous aura!
Ling Xiao didn't bother with him either. He walked to the other side of the flower wall and reached out to pick a budding pink rose flower: "Is it okay?"

Grasshopper finally inserted the vase, rose roses, gerbera and unknown embellishments.

In a simple glass vase, the flowers are in full bloom, showing the most brilliant gesture of life.

The colors are rich and gorgeous, giving people a visual impact.

Although... In Ling Xiao's view, this kind of extreme blooming is followed by inevitable withering.

Life is impermanent, flowers are like this, how can people be embarrassed?

Ling Xiao played with a delicate pink rose in his hand, walked up to Grasshopper again, and asked without hesitation: "Have you received the mission?"

Grasshopper was not silent this time, but put the vase on the wooden shelf aside.

He turned to look at Ling Xiao, with a hint of evaluation in his vicissitudes of life and melancholy eyes: "Are you new here?"

"Ah."

"Prove to me that you have the strength to partner with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao spread out his white palm, revealing a small, exquisite dark gold cufflink with a unique shape.

Grasshopper immediately raised his sleeve, and sure enough, the dark gold cufflinks he wore on his sleeve in the morning had disappeared at some point.

Grasshopper's expression froze, and he replied flatly, "You've passed the test."

Ling Xiao smiled, returned the cufflinks to him neatly, and smiled with pretended doubts: "Every time you go out to work with your partner, do you always have this taciturn attitude?"

"We still need to communicate."

Grasshopper paused, stuffed the cufflinks in his pocket, and replied coldly, "You're missing something."

"Oh?" Ling Xiao lowered his head to check carefully.

(End of this chapter)