This damn cat

Xie Lang raised his head in a daze, and looked at the boy who was stepping on him with one foot——

The young man was wearing a black demon mask, his face was invisible, he was wearing a thin silver-white chain mail, and he was wearing a pair of long military boots.

Seeing that he was younger than himself, Xie Lang immediately stood up, put on the majesty of an adult, frowned and asked the boy: "How can you play ball in the palace?"

The masked boy didn't answer, but still stood at the bottom of the two steps, looking up at him inquiringly.

The teenagers on the stairs rushed to argue: "We didn't play ball! It's you, why are you walking with your eyes closed!"

Xie Lang didn't bother to turn around and fight the crowd, and still accused the masked boy in a deep voice: "You guys were arguing about passing the ball just now, I heard it all."

"Hey!" The boy behind him warned loudly, "Pay attention to your attitude!"

Xie Lang was still angry, but he was reminded by this sentence - all those who attended this party were children from the Royal Academy, and nine out of ten were people of status.

A person like him who only has an ID card really needs to pay attention to his attitude.

So, he held his breath and fell silent, and took a peek at the masked boy in front of him.

The mask covered the boy's entire face, and only the pupils behind the two round holes could be vaguely seen, which seemed to be a light amber color.

Although he couldn't see the expression, the young man's gaze had an indescribable deterrent force.

The moment they looked at each other, Xie Lang's mind suddenly went blank, and he lowered his head almost instinctively, no longer looking directly at the boy.

This aura...can't be really a big shot, can it?Xie Lang frowned slightly.

Seeing his fearful expression, the masked boy raised his legs gracefully up a flight of stairs, and lazily complained about Xie Lang's faux pas: "It's okay, let him continue to quarrel, and continue to blame the kind-hearted person who just saved him."

The texture of the boy's voice was unexpectedly pleasant, but it still had the slight hoarseness of a boy's voice change period.

When the words fell, the young man had already stood on the same level of steps, staring at Xie Lang with one side of his eyes, and continued to speak unhurriedly: "And I, a generous and kind-hearted person, not only am I not angry..."

Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief...

However, the young man's voice suddenly became heavier, and he finished the second half of the sentence quickly - "It is also decided that he will only be given the punishment of 'shooting on the spot'."

Xie Lang: "…………………………"

Is this society so dark! ! !

"You...I...I just..." Xie Lang was already nervous when he came to the palace for the first time, he didn't realize that the young man was joking, he was so shocked that he didn't know how to explain.

Seeing that Xie Lang was stuttering in fright, the young man succeeded in playing tricks, his eyes behind the mask narrowed, and he could vaguely see a pair of charming peach eyes.

"A new face, are you a new attendant?" The boy resumed his normal conversational tone, turned his head and raised his chin towards the next staircase, and pointed the way for Xie Lang: "Looking for the butler? There."

Xie Lang raised his chest and raised his head, trying to exude the aura of a cheetah: "I'm here to attend the party."

The young man was taken aback, carefully discerning Xie Lang's face, but still couldn't recognize it, so he turned his head and looked up at the companions upstairs.

Several teenagers upstairs are also whispering to each other——

"In your class?"

"No, I don't know."

"Is it... his cousin that Zhou Haoran said he brought?"

"may be."

……

Several people murmured for a while, and finally reported the result to the boy wearing a mask: "It may be Haozi's cousin."

Xie Lang was hesitating whether to explain his identity, but the boy wearing a mask seemed not interested in knowing, so he acquiesced in the answer, said "have fun" to Xie Lang perfunctorily, then walked down a few steps, bent over to pick up the basketball, Ready to leave with companions.

Xie Lang waited for them to walk a few steps, then continued to go upstairs with his head down.

A fat boy walking in front seemed to remember something, turned his head and reminded Xie Lang: "Dude, when you just fell, something slipped in your hand."

"Huh?" Xie Lang looked up at him blankly, and subconsciously touched his trouser pocket. The keys and mobile phone were there, but it seemed that something was missing.

oh!Invitation card!

Seeing his nervous expression, the fat boy turned around and walked to the stairs, passed through the hollow iron railing with his right hand, pointed to the hollow valley bottom of the spiral staircase, and told Xie Lang, "I fell to the first floor."

Xie Lang looked at it with his head, and hurriedly turned around to go downstairs to retrieve the invitation letter.

"What is it?" The fat boy may be enthusiastic, or he may be the one who just passed the ball and hit someone. He feels a little guilty, so he kindly said to Xie Lang: "If you don't worry, go upstairs first, I will let the attendant go up Bring it to you when you go upstairs."

"It's an invitation letter. I can't get in without it." Xie Lang continued to run downstairs.

The fat boy leaned on the armrest and greeted him: "Let's prove it for you, are you Haozi's brother?"

"No." Xie Lang looked up while running and replied, "My name is Xie Lang, and I will transfer to your school in two days."

Before he uttered the word "Xie Lang", among the five teenagers upstairs, only the fat boy was facing him, and the other boys turned their backs and were about to leave.

The moment he said the word "Xie Lang", the other three teenagers turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at him in astonishment!

Although their faces were all painted with strange colors, Xie Lang could clearly see their surprised expressions...

And the boy with the devil mask was the only one who still had his back turned to him.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The masked boy slowly turned his head at a speed like a rusty neck, and looked at Xie Lang.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xie Lang suddenly felt a dangerous aura!

His sixth sense of hostility is always accurate. After all, he has been subjected to domestic violence for eight years. However, Chen Xingguo is not here, so where does such a strong murderous aura come from?

Xie Lang didn't think much, turned around and continued running downstairs, wanting to quickly retrieve his invitation letter and attend the party.

However, just as he descended three steps, a gust of wind suddenly passed by his side!

Xie Lang's "leopard ear hairpin" was blown crooked!

He turned his head, and there was no one beside him. When he looked down, he saw the masked boy, sitting on the banister of the stairs, rapidly sliding down the stairs!

"Uh...that...you don't need to go down, I'll just get it myself, thank you."

The enthusiasm of this group of children made Xie Lang a little embarrassed, and almost forgave them for not being good at passing the ball.

However, the faint voice of the fat boy came from above his head: "He's going to steal your invitation letter, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend the party today, buddy."

Xie Lang raised his head: "?????"

The fat boy shrugged helplessly at him: "Go home early."

Xie Lang's natural reflexes were finally stimulated!

Some brat wants to snatch his invitation letter!

Let him put the queen's pigeons? !

The desire to survive made Xie Lang use his race's natural jumping ability, and flew down the stairs from five floors to seven floors!

Soon, he caught up with the masked boy!

The moment he passed by, the masked boy was keenly aware of the movement beside him.

Turning his head, he saw that Xie Lang was catching up to him, and the boy's amber eyes widened in disbelief!

Xie Lang also turned his head to look at him, narrowing his cat's eyes dangerously, showing a winning look!

The masked boy pushed the handrail, and accelerated his descent at a speed that could wipe his little butt out of sparks!

But still overtaken by the sly cat boy...

Xie Lang snorted coldly while running, thinking: Comparing speed with Serval?Next life!

When he reached the third floor, Xie Lang had thrown away the masked boy by two meters.

Seeing that victory was close at hand, he suddenly heard a "boom" behind him——

Xie Lang vigilantly used his peripheral vision to check the enemy's position, but saw the masked boy turn over the railing!

Jump off the building?

Too hard!

What a hatred!

The masked boy kicked on the outer wall of the stairs, bounced from an astonishing long distance, flew obliquely to the outer wall of the second floor of the spiral staircase, kicked hard again, and finally reached the bottom of the building in a ">" shaped route!

Xie Lang: "..."

Did I provoke you?