Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 164 The President Is Picking Up Trash 34
As he spoke, his eyes shone fiercely, and he said in a low voice, "Gu Mingru, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

When Song Ningyu heard this, he raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

Last time, he was too anxious, and he didn't expect that the hypnotic system could not hypnotize the dog, causing him to be bitten.

Later, he went to the hospital to get several injections of rabies vaccines, and then infused several days of fluids, fearing that the ugly bald thing might infect him with some kind of virus.

Fortunately, it seems to be okay now, but...

Song Ningyu lowered his eyes and looked at the deep scar on his arm. He will remember this incident on Song Qianyu, and he must be in pain when the time comes.

Song Ningyu's smile grew bigger and bigger, his eyes were full of viciousness and greed.

After the winter vacation, Gu Xiangxiang prepared air tickets and flew abroad with Feng Zixuan and Qingyun.

Unfortunately, foreign sophisticated instruments are still unable to detect Qingyun's problem.

Even because he couldn't find the reason, the doctor of veterinary medicine actually wanted Feng Zixuan to keep Qingyun with him, and asked him to study carefully to find out what the reason was.

Qingyun: ...

Damn it, even if the disease cannot be cured, why the hell do you still want my life?

Go to your uncle!
He resolutely hugged Feng Zixuan's arm tightly, for fear that he would be fooled by that restless and kind foreigner and leave her behind.

Fortunately, Feng Zixuan was very sensible, no matter what the foreigner said, he refused, and left with Qingyun firmly.

Seeing that Qingyun could not be kept, the foreigner was very disappointed.

The two of them and the dog traveled abroad for a long time, and then returned to China without finding anything.

On the night of returning home, Qingyun suddenly developed a fever for no reason. Feng Zixuan was so anxious that he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he carried her to the pet hospital to see a doctor.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Qingyun's fever finally subsided, and when he woke up the next day, a layer of fine fluff miraculously grew on his body.

This made Qingyun very excited. She had been running around for so long, not to mention ugly, and was so cold and panicked that she almost wanted Feng Zixuan to buy her a mink to wear.

Now that I finally don't have to suffer from the cold, I feel so much happier.

Feng Zixuan felt relieved when he saw that her hair had finally grown back. He stopped worrying about her and started preparing for the dog supplies factory.

He planned to build this factory with Zhang Min. After all, he promised to shoot videos for five years, but it took only a few months. He felt very sorry.

It just so happened that Zhang Min was also interested. The income from the online shop is now very considerable, and the short video app he invested in is also slowly returning funds. The combined money of the two of them is about five million yuan, which is probably enough.

Feng Zixuan started to go out early and return late to find a suitable place to build a factory, because he was busy and it was not convenient to take Qingyun with him, but Qingyun was afraid that Song Ningyu would trick him if he was outside alone, so he insisted on sticking to him.

Gu Mingru didn't know what her son was busy with. He left early and came back late all day long, but Feng Zixuan didn't tell her, so she couldn't ask more questions.

So I bought a car for Feng Zixuan, and hired a driver. Let the driver follow me, so I can feel more at ease.

With the driver following Feng Zixuan, Qingyun felt much more at ease, not needing to be a bodyguard by Feng Zixuan's side every day.

She also knew that it was really troublesome for Feng Zixuan to take her everywhere. Now that someone was following her, she could save her worries.

It's really cold in the Imperial City. The little layer of fluff she has now is equivalent to a person running outside wearing a single coat. If it weren't for the spiritual protection, she would have died of the cold.

Qingyun lay beautifully on her little bed eating snacks and watching TV dramas, not to mention how comfortable she was.

In the eastern suburbs of the imperial capital, Feng Zixuan saw a small factory that was sold out at a low price, but finally gave up because the price was not suitable.

Feng Zixuan walked out of the factory and suddenly felt like someone was watching him in the dark.

He stopped and turned around to look over there, but saw nothing.

Seeing him looking around, the driver asked, "What's wrong, young master?"

"It's nothing." Feng Zixuan shook his head and got into the car.

The vehicle started and quickly left the factory.

After he left, several men with short haircuts walked out of the corner of the factory.

The leader was a man with a scar on his face and a fierce look all over his body. His eyes were fixed on the direction the car was leaving with fierce eyes.

The little brother behind him leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Brother, we have been following this kid for two days, when are we going to do it?"

"It's almost there." The man with the scar smiled grimly, and the scar on his face became more and more fierce with the movement of his muscles.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, and Song Ningyu's voice sounded from the other end: "How is it?"

"That's almost it. I plan to take action tomorrow." The scarred man replied in a low voice.

"Okay, I will personally give you the rest of the money after I catch him. When you do it, you must pay attention to the dog next to him." Song Ningyu hung up the phone with a cold smile on his face.

Song Qianyu, your death is approaching.

Dao Scar hung up the phone, his scattered eyebrows frowned, thinking that Song Ningyu was making a fuss, but it was just a dog, but he repeatedly reminded him to pay attention.

Even if the dog is really capable, after special training, could it be possible that it can withstand a gun?
Scar put down his cell phone, casually took out his pistol, loaded the bullets into the magazine one by one, and tucked it into his waistband.

When Feng Zixuan returned, Qingyun was sleeping soundly on his little bed.

Feng Zixuan walked over lightly, squatted aside and looked at Qingyun.

Since she started to grow hair again, the hair on her body is getting more and more every day, but it is all very small light gray fluff, and the flesh pink skin can be seen faintly under the light, which looks extraordinarily cute.

Feng Zixuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently touch her soft down, and said in a low voice: "Little boy, when will you be able to cultivate as an adult?"

Qingyun opened his eyes and stared at him with dark eyes.

Feng Zixuan's hands froze, feeling guilty that he would be caught doing something bad, and said cowardly: "Little boy, are you awake?"

Qingyun snorted and looked at him carefully, wondering if this kid had watched too many mythological dramas recently, and he actually thought she could cultivate a human form, drunkenly.

It seems that we can't let him watch such stupid dramas in the future. Don't look back and make the child stupid.

At noon the next day, Feng Zixuan made an appointment with the agent to see the land. Qingyun watched him get in the car and leave, always feeling a little uneasy.

To be precise, she had been feeling a little uneasy since last night.

Qingyun lay at the door, watched the car drive out of the door, got up and went into the small room to practice.

The imperial capital is prosperous, but the spiritual energy is even scarcer. She has cultivated here for more than a month before accumulating spiritual energy as thick as a finger.

Qingyun closed his eyes, feeling upset and angry, and soon opened his eyes again.

No, I always feel restless and unable to practice calmly.

Qingyun stood up, walked around the hall, and sneaked into Song's house to have a look.

Feng Zixuan has been back in the imperial capital for so long, and it seems that except for Song Ningyu's attempt to hypnotize her, nothing else has happened.

　Suddenly I regretted that the outline was too big, and I wanted to start a new article...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)