Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

The joy of gaming must not be affected by Sang Qingjiu!

That's right~

Zuo Ling'an's body was really weak.

He really wanted to play two more games, but now he was exhausted and could only complain gloomily: "Why do you have this game to play, but there is no such game on the market."

If there was, even if he could only play a few games, he would definitely play every day.

"And you can't monetize this game, so it's a bad review."

Sang Qingjiu laughed again after hearing this whisper, "How can this kind of fighting game come out? All the weapons in it are the latest models. Now that you understand it, what's the point?"

"The game itself is to train combat awareness. How can we play it if it costs money?"

Also.

Zuo Ling'an quickly understood.

But soon he felt bored again, "Where are we going now?"

"Go to the edge star of the seventh star field."

"Hey?"

"That's our home."

Isn't this just to go to the home base of the Galaxy Pirates?

Zuo Ling'an's eyes widened instantly, "Can I not go?"

Once there, he wouldn't even be able to escape.

"certainly……"

Sang Qingjiu curled his lips and continued with Zuo Ling'an's expectant eyes: "No."

Zuo Ling'an's face fell instantly.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door.

The door to the room was pushed open recklessly by someone outside.

Sang Qingjiu frowned, "Knock on the door!"

"Oh oh oh~"

Sang Xing took a step back, pretended to knock on the door twice and went straight in. Now he could see clearly that there was Zuo Ling'an sitting on the bed.

Sang Xing:? ? ?

What happened?

When I woke up, my sister slept with another man?

"Ah! I'm sorry, sister, I didn't expect you to do this kind of thing during the day, so what, I'll come back later?"

Sang Xing said with some questioning meaning.

"Need not."

Sang Qingjiu didn't deny it. He slowly played with Zuo Ling'an's fingers and asked casually, "What do you want from me?"

"Oh!"

Sang Xing slapped his forehead fiercely, "That's right. What happened when you suddenly received 20 billion in funds in your account just now?"

"ransom."

ransom?

Subconsciously, Sang Xing glanced at Zuo Ling'an.

Tsk~

You can’t tell, but this guy’s thin skin and tender flesh are really valuable!

but……

"Sister, come out with me for a moment."

Sang Xing waved, and Sang Qingjiu gently pulled off his clothes before walking out with him.

Zuo Ling'an was a little curious, so he walked over quietly on the floor and lay down by the door to eavesdrop.

The first thing that reached his ears was Sang Xing's rough voice.

"Sister, are you curious about Zuo Ling'an? I have never seen you so interested in a man."

"Ah."

Sang Qingjiu responded lightly.

"What's going on? They've already sent us the ransom money."

Sang Qingjiu looked up at him faintly, "Brother, we are pirates."

What credibility do pirates talk about?

"right."

sang Do it."

Sang Qingjiu:......

"Is there anything else?"

"No. I'm just telling you that we made a fortune."

Sang Xing said, and said softly, "But sister, Zuo Ling'an's body looks too bad. Can it make you happy? Why don't you go back to Hailangxing? I'll find some for you." Personally good."

"Which man around us has poor physical strength?"

Sang Qingjiu asked back.

sang Everything is available.”

Sang Qingjiu was silent again.

This brother is really a bit reckless.

"Okay, I know my own business. Brother, if you have nothing to do, take someone out to practice your moves."

Sang Qingjiu interrupted Sang Xing who wanted to continue talking.

Seeing that she seemed a little impatient, Sang Xing nodded and turned to leave.

"Are you happy to hear that?"

Sang Qingjiu then opened the door and saw Zuo Ling'an standing at the door.

Even her little move couldn't be hidden from him, and naturally he couldn't hide it from Sang Xing either.

Zuo Ling'an pursed his lips slightly, his face slumped, and he was obviously very unhappy.

"My brother is straightforward and has no bad intentions."

Sang Qingjiu comforted casually.

"There's nothing wrong with what he said."

He was physically weak to begin with.

It’s the beauty in the vase!

Zuo Ling'an turned around and walked back angrily, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked curiously, "Where is Hailangxing?"

Sang Qingjiu's mouth twitched, "You don't even know where Hailangxing is?"

"Is it famous? I've never heard of it. Are there any specialties?"

"All kinds of beauties are the specialty of Hailangxing."

Sang Qingjiu glanced at him and continued, "Don't ask. It's not good for you to know too much. Keep your innocence."

How can this temper turn into something dark?

Sang Qingjiu wanted to shake his head just thinking about it.

Zuo Ling'an was determined to ask again, but it was clear that Sang Qingjiu would not answer him, so he simply lowered his head and started playing with his brain again.

After playing for a while, he said again: "You have received the ransom, when will you let me go back?"

"What's the rush? The show hasn't started yet~"

As soon as she finished speaking, her light brain lit up, and the number displayed on the screen was unfamiliar.

"No, it's coming."

Sang Qingjiu sneered and answered the phone.

"Miss Sang, I heard that Mr. Zuo Ling'an is in your hands?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit mechanical and vague, and it was obvious that it had been altered.

Zuo Ling'an listened and listened, but could not identify whose voice it was.

But Sang Qingjiu said decisively, "Hello, Mr. Feng Yue."

Feng Yue!

How could it be Feng Yue?

Zuo Ling'an looked at Sang Qingjiu in disbelief.

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand to cover his lips, signaling him not to speak.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

"I don't know what Miss Sang is talking about?"

"It would be boring for Mr. Feng to play this trick. I, Sang Qingjiu, have always been aboveboard. If you hide your head and show your tail, there will be no further business negotiations."

As soon as Sang Qingjiu said this, there was another long silence on the other end of the phone.

The silence was such that Zuo Ling'an couldn't bear it anymore. When he wanted to ask, there was finally a sound on the other end.

"Why does Miss Sang think I am Feng Yue?"

It's still a disguised voice.

Sang Qingjiu sneered and hung up the phone with a click.

Zuo Ling'an grabbed Sang Qingjiu's hand and said, "Have you really misunderstood? His voice doesn't sound like Feng Yue at all, and the number is not familiar to me. Don't recognize people randomly!"

"I never make mistakes."

Sang Qingjiu said firmly.

Then seeing Zuo Ling'an's suspicious eyes, she chuckled and said, "What? You don't believe it? Then do you want to make a bet with me?"