monster guardian

While Kagella was talking with the other party, Mushui turned around, took Yuan Sheng's palm, moved his fingers, and wrote three words stroke by stroke on his palm: Chen Zhiyuan.

Then Mushui pulled Yuan Sheng's sleeve.

Yuan Sheng didn't move.

Mushui was in a hurry, fearing that if he waited a little longer, Kaglar's call would be over.

Mushui pulled Yuan Sheng down familiarly, took off his mask, and whispered in his ear, "Name."

Immediately afterwards, Mushui raised his finger and pointed to the PHS in Kaglar's hand.

Yuan Sheng immediately understood what he meant, he stared at Mushui's hand for a few seconds, and then quickly looked away.

Yuan Sheng and Tan Jing said a few words in a low voice, so Tan Jing walked to Kaglar's side, took back the mobile phone, and said to the other end: "I need to talk to Chen Zhiyuan."

Mushui lowered his gaze, hiding the color in his eyes.

But his fingers clenched unconsciously.

The teacher has met Yuan Sheng, Kagra and Jiao Yan, but has not met Tan Jing, and of course he does not feel familiar with Tan Jing's voice.

The male voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped.

But there was only a momentary pause, and soon the male voice rang again: "No. 187, Longgu Street, Jiangcheng Road, [-]:[-] p.m.." His voice was slightly cold, and he added: "According to Promise, no more accidents."

In the latter sentence, the threat is palpable.

Then the phone hung up.

Cagra didn't know if this was considered as completing the task, he turned his head and looked at Mushui: "...Is that all right?"

Tan Jing put away her mobile phone, confused: "Does that name have any special meaning? People ignored us."

Mushui sighed and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Now he can be sure that he heard correctly, the person talking to Kaglar on the other end of the phone is indeed the teacher.

The teacher is an expert in psychology. When Tan Jing called out his name, of course he would not reveal the slightest panic.But because of this, he acted too calmly and naturally, as if he didn't hear this sentence at all, and just passed by.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

The teacher's calmness shows that, first, he is psychologically prepared in advance for his identity to be exposed; second, assuming that Pan and people outside Pan's organization know that Pan has a person named "Chen Zhiyuan" who is confronting him. After saying "I want to talk to Chen Zhiyuan", the teacher will feel strange.You know I am Chen Zhiyuan, why do you still make such a request?The teacher must have been vigilant and suspicious at the time and asked rhetorical questions to judge the circumstances under which the call was made.

But the teacher did nothing.

It can be explained that none of the people in Pan's organization knew his real name, and it was even less likely that his real name would be leaked to the outside.And if it wasn't like this, when he was called by his real name, he wouldn't even pause for a second, but would behave more seamlessly.

The teacher quickly agreed on a new location and time, probably because he also wanted to know who knew his real name on the other end of the phone.

The teacher probably wouldn't have thought that Kaglar would call under their duress, would he?

It would never have occurred to him that he was right next to the phone, collecting all the sounds in his ears, right?

After this phone call, Mushui's mood suddenly became depressed.

Originally thought that through Kaglar, he could catch the person behind the scenes and trade with him, and get more information related to "Pan".

But in fact, the already knotted clues in his mind have now completely rolled into a ball of yarn, making it even more confusing.

What is the identity of the teacher?

Why is he related to Pan?

The reason why he suddenly called himself and appeared in the villa after he disappeared for a long time was because he intercepted the transaction information from within Pan's organization, so he came here instead of the original transaction staff, and wanted to directly remove him from the card. Guerra's hand to take it?

Also, why did the teacher prevent him from taking over Qi Xinghan, Yuan Sheng and others?

Now it seems that all of this is not just out of concern and love for him.

This kind of feeling mixed with impurities makes people feel very unhappy.

I was so unhappy that my brain hurt.

Mushui raised his hand and poked his forehead vigorously, and strode ahead.

The cold air hits my face, and I take a big breath, filling my throat.Mushui choked hard a few times, until his lungs hurt.But the feeling of unhappiness was suppressed by the feeling of lung pain.

"We're going to Jiangcheng Road." Mushui turned around and said to Yuan Sheng, with tears in his eyes, he sneezed, and then coughed violently several times, until the tip of his nose, eye circles, cheeks and neck were all red.

The whole person looks like cooked shrimp.

Poor and cute.

Yuan Sheng's mask was still held in Mushui's hands, there was no cover in front of his eyes, and his eyes could easily capture Mushui's appearance.

His furrowed brows and eyes when he was sad, his tight lips, and the water in his eyes...every detail was deeply burned in Yuan Sheng's eyes.

Yuan Sheng: "Okay."

Tan Jing interjected with a strange expression: "I just arrived yesterday, what Jiangcheng road is going down the mountain?"

Yuan Sheng didn't answer his words, but just looked at Mushui in front of him.

Mushui raised his hand and rubbed his nose, endured the sourness in his nose and the hotness after the cold air passed, and said in a low voice: "Well, I have something to do, to catch the bad guys."

Tan Jing couldn't help muttering: "Isn't this old Yuan really bad? Where else will he be caught? I've got one ready to use for stewing soup."

Mushui turned back: "Huh?"

Tan Jing: "It's okay."

Mushui rubbed his nose again: "Oh."

Yuan Sheng kicked Tan Jing's butt from behind, and Tan Jing immediately made the sound of crunching and breaking apart.Tan Jing screamed: "It's broken, it's going to be broken, and no one will fix it..."

Mushui quickly turned back: "Can 3D printing be repaired?"

Tan Jing saw that he was seriously concerned and wanted to laugh, but in the end he suppressed the smile and shook his head seriously and said: "That can't be done. Then it can only be a prosthesis , I am really my own bone. It is going to be broken and there is no need to repair it. "

Mushui: "Oh, it can't be kicked apart."

Tan Jingxin said that she was so damn cute, then turned her head and said to Yuan Sheng, "Did you hear that? Take it easy from now on."

Yuan Sheng: "..."

Tan Jing twisted her frame, afraid of being kicked again, but she really didn't see Yuan Sheng move again.

Tan Jing couldn't help muttering in a low voice, where did this kid come from?

How could this be a magic spell?

……

This mountain villa is hidden so deep that it takes three hours to go down the mountain.

Mushui glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and Kaglar said from the side, "We have to go."

"That's right, you have to avoid the rush hour traffic when you go down the mountain." Tan Jing interrupted without a formality.

Mushui shook his head: "He will wait forever, we don't need to rush."

After finishing speaking, Mushui half-prostrated on the table in front of him, and suddenly lost interest in the matter of meeting his connector.

But no matter how I endured it, it lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon.

After all, Mushui still didn't want to miss the time, he got up slowly, and the few of them prepared to go down the mountain together.

The day before, he was still thinking about how to run away from the teacher's eyes with Yuan Sheng, the farther the better...

Today, he has to send it to the teacher himself again.

Mushui's brows were tightly frowned, walking behind Yuan Sheng, he was a little absent-minded, the stones under his feet were kicked away one after another...

Yuan Sheng turned around suddenly, and lifted Mushui up.

Mushui's body suddenly hung in the air, he instinctively grabbed Yuan Sheng's back, and then rode firmly on him.

Jiao Yan was half a step too late, and could only withdraw his hand slowly.

Tan Jing followed behind not far or near, and seeing this scene now, he didn't think it was so strange.

When they got to the foot of the mountain, Mushui and the others got into the car, while Tan Jing was about to turn back to the mountain.

Mushui grabbed Yuan Sheng's neck, stared at Tan Jing, and asked in a low voice, "Can Mr. Tan go together?"

Tan Jing pointed at himself in disbelief, and when his lips opened and closed, half of his cheekbones made a clicking sound: "Am I together? Can I help?"

Mushui nodded: "I would like to trouble you to talk about something about Mr.

Tan Jing didn't know how long he had been in the mountains. As he was walking down the mountain, as long as Mushui turned his head, he could catch a glimpse of his eyes slightly squinted, his head slightly raised, and his expression slightly dazed.

The further down he went, the more obvious his performance became.

Tan Jing's hand bones were pressed against the car door, and he leaned closer and asked Mushui: "What are you doing? Like I was on the mountain today, calling for you? Or what are you going to do? Are you going to show your face?"

Having said that, Tan Jing squinted his eyes, glanced at his half-skeleton body, and smiled: "I'm going to the street, not to mention a few people who are scared to death in the street, I should squat tomorrow." In prison."

After finishing speaking, Tan Jing murmured to himself again: "...I would have known that I was wearing a perfect dress."

Between the lines, there is a little bit of his unconscious desire.

He wants to go.

But there were all kinds of worries, which came out of his mouth easily in a joking tone.

Mushui shook his head: "After seven o'clock, it will be dark."

Tan Jing paused for a moment, then nodded, "That's fine." Then, he opened the rear door and sat down next to Kaglar.

Cagra was suddenly caught between Tan Jing and Jiao Yan.

One was tall and weird, and the other was bone-thin. Cagra suddenly felt even more suffocated.

Yuan Sheng drove, he stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

The car quickly shot out like an arrow off the string.

No one is happier than Yuan Sheng.

I thought it was to avoid the teacher and abduct the students online.

Now if I can go back and kill this teacher directly, wouldn't that be a way to avoid future troubles?

Yuan Sheng felt very good.

It was so good that he was refreshed all over, and under the night, his eyes were glowing red.

The author has something to say: Brother Yuan: Don't compare if you can do it.