There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 189 A Successful Conference (Second Change)

Before He Ping spoke to Hei Wu, Sheng Junqian had already had some wild imaginations.

Opening a grocery store with a beautiful woman like Ningxia, there is a kind of fairy couple life where you plow the fields and I weave, and you carry water and I water the garden.

You see, Lin Xue mocked herself yesterday, saying why at 28, she still sleeps all day long and spends her days shopping in red sleeves, and doesn't find a wife.

It's not like wandering around all day long, but when you have time to find a wife.

It seems to you that it is good to see the benefits of the hive, so send it to your wife directly.

But then, when Sheng Junqian learned that he had won a brother-in-law, he couldn't be happy anyway.

That's black!

Will black and white stay together all day?

When He Ping looked at Hei Wu, all he saw was this thin black boy who nodded quietly: "Yes."

Although he was still half asleep and half awake at this time, his eyes were still clear when he said it was okay.

"However." Hei Wu raised his head and glanced at He Ping: "I will be very troublesome."

"Fortunately, I'm not that troublesome." He Ping said lightly.

At this time, Sheng Junqian said in a weak voice: "Ping, sister Ping, can I not buy it?"

Sheng Junqian regretted it instantly.

"Yes." He Ping said lightly.

The moment Sheng Junqian raised his eyebrows, He Ping continued to say: "I will pay you to buy it for you, but the money will be charged to your account and offset by deducting the next task reward."

At that moment, Sheng Junqian felt like he was on a pirate ship.

In fact, Sheng Junqian should have thought of the operation of buying Ningxia and sending Heiwu.

But at that time, I was fascinated by ghosts for a moment, and I forgot, so there was such a big psychological fluctuation.

"That's right." At this moment, Shang Jiuge finally asked, "What about me?"

During the previous discussion, Shang Jiuge was basically absorbed in eating and basically did not participate in the discussion. But at this time, seeing that the other people had confirmed their identities, Shang Jiuge asked calmly.

The girl really wasn't panicking at all.

"Where are you going?" He Ping looked at her and said, for Shang Jiuge, He Ping was basically ten times more tolerant and pampered.

"I want to be here." Shang Jiuge looked at He Ping, his black eyes shining meticulously.

"Here?" He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge and smiled, "What are you going to do?"

"Or."

"what will you do?"

Shang Jiuge shook his head quietly: "I don't know."

"When I was in the past, in fact, I only needed to practice swords. I didn't need to worry too much about other things."

Xue Ling listened to Shang Jiuge's words, and thought that the translated words probably meant that she knew nothing but practicing swords. Of course, the powerful wild survival skills were basically a bonus. I don't learn anything, and I don't know how to do it.

It's just a typical example of not knowing how to learn and practice.

"What now?" He Ping looked at her.

"Now there is a lack of a handyman in the inn."

"Would you like to come?"

Shang Jiuge turned his head and thought for a while: "What do you do as a handyman?"

"Sweeping the floor, mopping the table, washing clothes, etc." He Ping said.

"Who did these before?" Shang Jiuge continued to ask.

Xue Ling pointed to Fang Bie who had been eating quietly, but Fang Bie didn't even raise his head.

"he."

Shang Jiuge glanced at Fang Bie.

Then he nodded and said, "Okay."

……

……

In fact, to Xue Ling's surprise, the dinner ended so calmly.

In official terms, after this meeting, everyone strengthened the leadership of the Los Angeles Beehive organization centered on He Ping, determined the next goals and guidelines, welcomed the newcomers, and properly arranged for the newcomers. Work, this is a rally of unity, of friendship, of victory.

Of course—a little too triumphant.

Now that I think about it carefully, when He Ping and Fang Bie said something, they might have already thought about it.

For example, Shang Jiuge came to take over Fang Bie's miscellaneous work. After all, it was a bit difficult for Shang Jiuge to come to the waiter to report the name of the dishes, but for cleaning and so on, after looking at Shang Jiuge, this martial arts master probably wouldn't mind too much.

After all, people can go to the mountains to fight tigers for 50 taels, come to sweep the ground and so on, it doesn't matter if they are really sweet.

As for the arrangement of the grocery store, I am afraid that it is also prepared.

After all, in addition to this, it is actually quite difficult for Sheng Junqian, Ningxia Heiwu and the three to seamlessly integrate into Los Angeles.

Ningxia Heiwu is okay, he is not from the Middle Earth, but Sheng Junqian has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and he is also a successful person.

And the owner of this grocery store, if he wears a proper disguise, at least no one will notice such a small grocery store.

Only now did Xue Ling realize that the so-called Great Hermit hiding in the city is true.

Ordinarily, who would have thought that the lady proprietress of such an inn might be among the highest martial arts masters, the waiter in the waiter was a hidden assassin, even the cook was pregnant with Vajra Immortality, and the handyman girl swordsman all over the world. First.

I really dare not think about it.

When you think about it, the world is on the verge of disillusionment.

Possibly - Xiaohun Inn is steadily moving towards the No. [-] Inn in the world.

Xue Ling was lying on her somewhat hard bed. In summer, the cicadas were singing loudly. She looked at the dark ceiling, but she still couldn't sleep.

The main reason is that I slept too long during the day.

Xue Ling raised her body and looked out of the window. The moonlight was still bright outside the window, but there was no figure practicing sword under the moon.

Is Fang not here?Xue Ling was a little puzzled.

That boy's evening was his unshakable practice time, even though Xue Ling still couldn't understand Fang Bie's way of practicing, at least she was sure that Fang Bie was very strong.

In fact, the sound of Fang Bie swinging his sword now almost became Xue Ling's lullaby.

The girl got up and walked under the moon.

No one under the moon, no one in the yard, no one on the roof.

Xue Ling came to the kitchen and went down to the cellar. The forge in the cellar was off, but there was no one there either.

At that moment, Xue Ling had the illusion that she was abandoned.

She shook her head, came up from the cellar, and then closed her eyes to listen. The entire inn was almost enveloped by the loud cicadas.

The girl sighed, looked at her side bedroom, then walked to Fang's other room, tried to knock on the door, but found that the door was not locked at all.

Fang Bie didn't sleep in the room.

Xue Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally walked into the guest room.

In the guest room on the second floor, she immediately saw He Ping in emerald green clothes standing guard at the door of a room. Hearing her footsteps, He Ping turned to look at Xue Ling, then stretched out a finger and placed it vertically on her lips. Before, he made a silent gesture to her.

Xue Ling approached softly on tiptoe, only to see a candle in the room behind He Ping.

"This is?" Xue Ling asked in a friendly voice.

"Fang Bie is detoxifying Ningxia." He Ping said lightly.

"I am protecting the law."

(End of this chapter)