Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

late at night.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the salty sea breeze is biting.

The Sea Watcher sails on the sea like a castle floating in the ocean.

The moonlight shrouded the cruise ship, like a layer of warm gauze, becoming blurry.

In the presidential suite, the room where Qin Yisheng lived, the luxurious and comfortable big bed was shrouded in darkness where the moonlight could not reach.

This area is as thick as ink, and you can't even see your fingers.

The temperature-controlled room was suddenly invaded by a strange and dangerous cool atmosphere.

Qin Yisheng, who was sleeping, seemed to be on the dark seabed, feeling the biting coldness.

He pulled the thin quilt covering his waist and abdomen, wrapped himself in the quilt and turned over, facing the direction of the moonlight streaming in from the window.

Qin Yisheng, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes tightly and did not see a black shadow shaking in front of the window.

The black shadow's posture was stiff and twisted, emitting a faint green light, and did not look like a human being.

There was a sudden sound in the room, and it sounded like something tripped.

The dark figure in front of the window, with a weird posture, teleported to the bedside.

A cold and chilling chill suddenly hit her. Qin Yisheng, who was sleeping, frowned tightly and murmured inarticulately.

The coldness awakened some consciousness in him, and he raised his hand to touch the light switch on the bedside.

Just as he was about to press the switch, a slender white hand pinched Qin Yisheng's wrist.

"My grandson, I finally found you!"

A low and magnetic young voice sounded.

The clean and clear voice could not conceal the gloomy murderous intention.

When the danger struck, Qin Yisheng opened his vigilant eyes in an instant, and the blurry black shadow beside the bed came into view.

He keenly reached under the pillow and touched the cold gun. The uneasiness in his heart eased slightly.

Qin Yisheng asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?!"

The dark figure beside the bed grabbed his neck, easily lifted him up from the bed, and threw him to the ground roughly and cruelly.

A wet foot stepped hard on Qin Yisheng's heart.

The water on the black shadow's body slid down, seeping into the expensive silk pajamas under his feet, and quickly smeared along the fabric.

Qin Yisheng raised the hand holding the gun, pulled the trigger without any hesitation, and shot hard at the shadow.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The deafening gunfire rang out, immediately alerting everyone in the presidential suite.

The tall black figure seemed not to have expected that a palm-sized silver gadget would make such a big splash.

He stepped on Qin Yisheng's heart harder and harder, a gust of wind flashed past, and the weapon in Qin Yisheng's hand was bounced away by an unknown force.

The black shadow was furious and roared in a solemn voice: "Grandson, you are dead!"

Sensing his murderous intent, Qin Yisheng, who had a strong desire for life, raised his hand to break off the foot that stepped on him.

When he touched it, he touched the fine fabric soaked in water.

Qin Yisheng's intuition was strange, and he grabbed the fabric and pulled it down hard.

The black shadow's body bent down uncontrollably, and the long black hair hung down, and the water hanging on it dripped on Qin Yisheng's face.

"Oh!"

The next second, the door was kicked open by someone from the outside, and a dazzling white light shone into the room.

Qin Yisheng, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, fell into the eyes of everyone who rushed in.

"Little Third Master!"

Yan Jiu, holding an improved version of AK47, was the first to rush to Qin Yisheng's side.

He scanned the surroundings with vigilant eyes, and his whole body released a strong killing intent that had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Qin Yisheng got up from the ground tremblingly, took the weapon from Yan Jiu's hand, and shot wildly at the open window.

"Little beast! Get out of here!"

His handsome and handsome face was distorted with anger, and he stared at the window with ferocious eyes.

Just when Yan Jiu broke in, Qin Yisheng saw a black figure escaping through the window.

I don’t know what the other party is, but its speed is so fast that it almost challenges the limits of human beings.

"What happened?"

A clear, low voice came from the door, mixed with unconcealable worry.

Qin Baichen and Fu Jiuqing, wearing pajamas, walked in with tired faces and solemn expressions.

Qin Yisheng's reason returned, and he threw the weapon into Yan Jiu's arms. He pursed his lips tightly and looked at his elder brother and sister-in-law with an aggrieved face.

He gritted his teeth in anger and said angrily: "Someone wants to kill me!"

When he learned from his cousin that someone was going to kill him, Qin Baichen's gentle face immediately darkened, and a sharp and low-pressure aura was released from his body.

He moved his slightly majestic gaze to the left and ordered Yan Jiu: "Take people to search all floors strictly and find them for me!"

"Yes, Master Qin!"

Yan Jiu took the order and led a large number of his men to evacuate the room and launched a carpet search.

Fu Jiuqing, who was wearing the same pajamas as Qin Baichen, lowered his cold eyes slightly and saw wet footprints on the floor of the room.

She bent down and picked up a piece of black cloth with good texture from beside some wet footprints.

Smelling the familiar scent above, Fu Jiuqing's eyes immediately turned cold, and he raised his eyes to look at Qin Yisheng, who had an angry expression on his face.

She raised the palm-sized piece of cloth in her hand and asked in a deep voice, "Is this left by the person who left?"

Qin Yisheng stared at the black cloth in her hand, which was embroidered with gold-red ethnic patterns, which made him feel inexplicably familiar.

He frowned, lost in thought, searching for its familiar source in his memory.

Not long after, Qin Yisheng's face showed a sudden look, and his eyes looked at Fu Jiuqing in surprise.

Fu Jiuqing saw the changes in his facial expression, and his suspicion was confirmed.

She squeezed the black cloth in her hand and laughed angrily: "That's great! You brat dares to kill someone!"

Qin Yisheng realized something, and the killing intent in his body quickly subsided.

He looked at Qin Baichen, who had an equally surprised expression on his face, and touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably.

"I didn't expect that brother Jiayou has such a temperament... well, he is so affectionate and sexual."

Qin Yisheng held it in for a long time and revealed his true feelings against his will.

He had already recognized that the black cloth in Fu Jiuqing's hand was the same black skirt Fu Jiayou was wearing when he first met him.

Thinking again about being stepped on by the shadow just now, when he reached out to pry off the other person's foot, the fabric he touched was the hem of his skirt.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jiayou not only came back after jumping off the ship, but also came to his room in the middle of the night wearing that dress.

After learning the identity of the black shadow, Qin Yisheng's last trace of murderous intention dissipated.

He didn't think Fu Jiuqing's brother really wanted to kill him, it was probably a prank.

As for the awe-inspiring murderous intention he felt from Fu Jiayou before, Qin Yisheng subconsciously ignored it.

Qin Baichen's physical condition was not completely intact, and he relied on Fu Jiuqing's weird metaphysics to stay alive.

Even if Fu Jiayou really wants to kill him, she cannot offend Fu Jiuqing at this time. The future of the Qin family is in her hands.

Which is more important or less important? Qin Yisheng has already weighed it in his heart.

He has already made plans to reduce big things to small things and make small things small.

"The ultimate love and sex?"

Fu Jiuqing glanced at Qin Yisheng, and there was biting ice in his eyes: "I think he has itchy skin and is looking for death!"

She didn't believe that Fu Jiayou didn't know Qin Yisheng's identity. He came to her door in the middle of the night regardless of the risk of exposure. He clearly regarded Qin Yisheng as a thorn in his side.

That kid is really murderous!

If this matter is not resolved, it is likely to cause an irreparable tragedy.