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Ye Yao couldn't help but take a second look at Bu Zhong's sudden talkativeness.

Always feel something is wrong.

Yang Zhengyi even took two deep breaths.

He knew Bu Zhong before, with a heart full of venom hidden under his dignified appearance, but he had never seen him so flamboyant as today.

The middle-aged man resolutely gave up the desire to communicate with him, and turned to Ye Yao: "Okay, I've explained the general situation clearly, and it's your turn."

Ye Yao moaned and touched his cheek, and said with a guilty conscience of "I never thought that the existence of angels would be so misleading to the police uncles", "Actually...it's nothing."

"My mother's family of medicine has been handed down from generation to generation, and a lot of weird prescriptions have been made. Today, when I saw that monster's scary appearance, I subconsciously threw the Qingxin Pill in my hand into his mouth."

"...subconsciously?"

"That's right." Ye Yao said confidently, "The look of the halazi left at the corner of his mouth makes him appear to have a seizure and his brain is not clear. Why don't you give him Qingxin pills? Although I am not a doctor, you can't deny that I have a doctor who is as good as a doctor." reaction and judgment speed.”

Yang Zhengyi: "..."

Pull, you continue to pull.

He snorted, his majestic face showed a bit of dissatisfaction, and he glanced at the step forward with a half-smile, which means that the kid you brought has fooled so many explanations but refuses to tell the truth, you can see for yourself do it.

Bu Zhong rubbed the red sandalwood beads with his fingers, looked at Ye Yao's babbling with gentle eyes, even leaned over, and indulged in adding some water to the half-drunk glass in front of him, pretending he didn't see another person next door the whole time. Middle-aged man hints at anger.

Such a little anchor is so pleasing to the eye.

There was a slight ripple in the big boss's heart.

It's not the pretense of being cute and good-looking on the Internet and being licked by fans but lacking vitality, nor is it the spiky hostility that is full of spikes when facing Bu Ming's group of scum.

Tear off those well-behaved masks that are subconsciously placed on the bright side, and what is exposed underneath is the small fangs and claws that the little anchor should have. It accidentally pokes the bottom of his heart, and the emotions that flow out are so soft Even he himself felt incredible.

Minister Yang was ignored, he cleared his throat angrily and unwilling to be lonely, but before he could speak, Bu Zhong stopped him with a word.

"It's Qingxin Pill, it's Qingxin Pill. It's not uncommon for a laboratory as big as Tianheng to produce anything." Bu Zhong said lightly.

Looking away from the young anchor who was holding the cup and sipping water like a little squirrel, he turned his gaze away, and the corners of his upturned eyes fainted with a cold white color under the light.

Yang Zhengyi was taken aback, and quickly understood what he meant.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, but after all he followed him and closed his mouth, and there was a sudden silence in the room.

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked twice.

Yang Zheng said, "Come in."

"Department...sir." The young man who came in put a salutation on his lips, glanced at other people in the room, and changed his words abruptly.

Bu Zhong sneered softly, Yang Zhengyi felt that his subordinates were ashamed of being stupefied, and said with a straight face, "What's the matter?"

The young man was so frightened that he saluted subconsciously: "You, what you want!"

Yang Zheng's eyes fell on the document bag in his hand, and he reacted, he said oh, raised his hand to take it, put it on his lap as if he didn't care much, and waved to the young man: "Okay, you go out. "

"Yes."

Although he acted calmly, Bu Zhong and him have been friends for more than ten years. After all, he can see a trace of haste that is trying to hide from his actions. opened.

The brows moved slightly.

Ye Yao over there finished drinking the water, a little bored, licked his lips and asked, "Uncle policeman, when can I leave?"

He rubbed his stomach, and said pitifully, "I have not eaten anything but water since I came out in the morning. If this continues, I'm afraid I will starve into a mummified corpse at your place. The impact will be bad."

"Can... give me a box lunch?"

Just as Yang Zhengyi wanted to say no problem, Bu Zhong pushed the wheelchair and turned his body slightly: "Let's go."

Ye Yao: "?"

Bu Zhong smiled and said, "Take you to dinner."

Yang Zhengyi, who was ignored again, couldn't help but interrupt: "Did I tell him to go and you went to eat? Do you still have me in your eyes!"

"Of course not, it's worth it." Bu Zhong sneered, "I'm afraid your wife will come here with a kitchen knife to hunt you down. I still want to live a long and safe life."

Yang Zheng was so angry that he almost flipped the table.

"Okay, old Yang, see you later." Bu Zhong waved his hand at him, beckoning Ye Yao to follow him.

Ye Yao hurriedly followed him, and smiled innocently at the middle-aged man who was abandoned on the spot: "Goodbye, Brother Yang, see you next time, Brother Yang."

"Go away, it's better not to have a next time." Yang Zhengyi didn't stop him too much, it seemed that what he said just now was more like a joke, and he waved away people.

Ye Yao thought he had finally escaped from the deep pool, and he was slightly relieved.

However, he didn't notice that the two men exchanged eyes silently at the moment when they walked away.

Yang Zheng watched them leave as his back disappeared behind the door, restrained his expression, and stepped forward to close the door.

He lowered his head and picked up the document bag in his hand. After a while, he opened the seal. His hands moved slowly, and his face was solemn and serious, as if he was not facing a stack of papers, but something that might explode anytime, anywhere. dangerous goods.

The paper was pulled out bit by bit until the black characters gradually became clear to his eyes.

When he saw something clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"No wonder..." Yang Zhengyi was stunned and murmured.

No wonder... Bu Zhong brought people with him, no wonder he uncharacteristically left the mutant he hated the most in his life, and even this time he didn't intend to pursue it any further.

"Old Shen..."

He silently took out a lighter from his pocket, lit a corner of the document, and watched the flames devour the paper bit by bit.

"It's all the sins of the past..."

Let's hope it ends in their hands.

He raised his head and let out a heavy breath.

Ye Yao followed Bu Zhong out of the villa, and when he came to the door, he heard a dull and shrill howl coming from the building hidden in the deep mountains, and it brought out a creepy echo as it shuttled through the green forest.

He couldn't help but stop.

Bu Zhong looked at him sideways, and said calmly, "Don't worry, they will take care of it."

Ye Yao hummed, but his feet still didn't move.

He knew that what the man surnamed Yang told him before was just the tip of the iceberg, and the truth hidden underneath was shuddering and dense.

But even though he had thousands of words in his heart and wanted to ask, when it came to his mouth, it was as if he was stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't say anything.

He sighed silently, lowered his eyes, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man's fingers on the armrest, one by one, stuck firmly on the metal crossbar as if he was strangling his life, his knuckles were pale.

He suddenly remembered the man's cold expression and indifferent eyes when he saw Bu Zhong appear in the construction building...

What role did you play in this matter?

He was thinking in a daze, but his body took a step ahead of him, and his palm touched the back of Bu Zhong's hand.

The man was slightly startled, and raised his head.

Ye Yao looked away uncomfortably, as if the behavior of that hand was entirely from itself, and had nothing to do with Ye Yao.

He muttered and urged: "Let's go, I'm so hungry."

The temperature from the human body is delicate and soft, like a gurgling river meandering in the stream where the first snow has melted, brushing away the coldness of the end of winter bit by bit.

After Bu Zhong was stunned, the smile in his eyes burst from the bottom of the lake.

He gently held the slender fingertips with his backhand: "Don't worry, I will make you full..."

The sudden warmth made Ye Yao's ears turn red, he looked away, exhaled lightly, and nodded casually: "Yes."

Sweat dripped from their hands, but it was strange that neither of them let go. They just maintained awkward postures and got into the waiting car parked outside the gate.

Ye Yao watched the scenery outside the window gradually recede.

"that……"

He rubbed his cheeks, and felt that it was necessary to make a summary of today's affairs: "I can come out so easily, did you block a lot of things for me?"

Step heavy without saying a word, with a smile on his face, he looked at him quietly.

Ye Yao shrank the fingertips held by him, and said embarrassingly: "Although you promised not to ask me about the source of the medicine before, I think that if you cause trouble because of me...

He tentatively asked, "Why don't I hand over the medicine to the country?"

Although the medicinal effect of this medicine is miraculous, in fact, when you rub it and break it apart, the ingredients in it are really nothing. It is just a kind of medicine that some ordinary people who wandered on the border in their previous life researched to prevent half-demons from hurting people. It's just a ball to calm their hostility temporarily, and no one in the immortal sect needs it.

Treating the symptoms but not the root cause, taking it out is not enough to take him back for anatomical research.

Bu Zhong laughed, shook his head and said, "No need."

Ye Yao didn't believe it: "Is it really not necessary?"

Are you trying to be brave?

"Don't worry." Bu Zhong looked at the round eyes of the boy in front of him, who seemed to be hiding the sun, and comforted him with a low smile, "Tianheng is already working on this project, if you want, I will name you and release it when the time comes. Publish the results in the name of the laboratory."

In this way, it is possible to prevent those who want to spy on him personally and the secret actions that are likely to follow.

Ye Yao pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "...Thank you."

He couldn't deny that, in fact, from the very beginning to just now, he had been slightly wary of this man, perhaps gradually hiding it in his heart, but it never disappeared.

Why be nice to him?Why did you never ask him when you knew there was something wrong with him?Why did the boss of a large group still not express any intention of getting any benefits from him after learning that he had such a good medicine?

But until this moment, these emotions suddenly tended to dissipate like cooking smoke blown by the breeze.

yeah why?

If it's just a disguise, wouldn't it be better to push yourself out smoothly when someone from above intervenes?

——In the situation where he has a good relationship with the man surnamed Yang.

With his ability, not to mention the Ye family, even Calcite can't protect himself... Do you need conspiracy theories?

Ye Yao's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

He couldn't help but say: "You..."

"Your father asked you to answer the phone! If you don't answer the phone again, your toilet will be blown up!..."

The extremely magical bell rang loudly.

Ye Yao was shocked, and it took him three seconds to remember that this was the exclusive ringtone specially set for himself by Cen Wen, who spent a long time tinkering with the wristwatch before going abroad, calling it his personal characteristics. Let Ye Yao never forget him as a little goblin during his time abroad.

With such an interruption, Ye Yao forgot what he wanted to ask just now, and hurriedly answered the phone in a hurry.

On the opposite side, the man lowered his eyes, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Hey?"

"Are you going to die!" The other head scolded, "What about the airport pick-up? I waited for you at the airport for three hours... three hours! You bastard is not filial to my son. If you don't pick me up, it's fine." I’m afraid that something will happen to you and I’m afraid to miss you on the road, waiting here for life and death, so you repay your gray-haired old father and leave me alone in an empty airport in a foreign country ? It’s simply a distortion of human nature! Moral degeneration!”

Ye Yao gasped.

Cen Wen! ?

What happened on the way to pick up the plane was so sudden and unexpected that he completely forgot about him!

And the taxi uncle who was left there by him, I don't know if he is still waiting.

... sin sin.

This time it was completely sloppy.

"That..." Ye Yao carefully flattered her, "I didn't have a phone signal just now...Anyway, something happened."

The function of the signal jammer in this villa is very good, and he can't do anything about it.

"I'm coming here now! I'm coming right away! Just wait, I will give you a good reason to explain why I let you go."

Cen Wen sneered: "What's the matter, are you going to tell me which wild man you're in because you can't get up on the bed, so you're late?"

Ye Yao couldn't help but glanced at Bu Zhong: "..."

Cen Wen sneered: "I will not accept anything other than this reason!"

As soon as the words fell, a strange man's voice came from the phone, deep, sexy and full of magnetism: "What, your friend's call?"

Bu Chong said gently, slightly apologetic: "It's my fault for taking up so much of your time... Are you tired? I'll pick you up for you."

The majestic momentum of Cen Wen's akimbo cursing suddenly choked in his chest, and he almost lost his breath due to the choking.

"???"

After a pause of two seconds, he screamed incoherently: "Ye Xiaoyao! You f*cking... wild, wild man!?... Dad disagrees!!"

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