Crystal did not mind Zhao Yongqi's laughter at all. She raised her head and her delicate arms were still wrapped around his tiger's waist. Her beautiful eyes were flying in the water and stared at her handsome face, and said softly: "My host, you, when we just regained consciousness and didn't even understand that you are the person we were waiting for, even if we regarded you as a test subject, you still never blamed me. Not only did it give us the power to reshape the spiritual world, but it even taught us bit by bit what love is. Crystal had made up her mind very early and failed to inherit that power, then Crystal would destroy the whole world and sleep with you from now on. Because Crystal could no longer fall in love with another master."

The tiptoe, the soft cherry lips, and the crystal gradually dissipated during the kiss, were like a sound from the sky: "My host, even if it turns into falling stars, I will guard you."

"Silly girl..."

...

Zhao Yongqi, who opened his eyes, found that it was still late at night. Apart from the moonlight that stole into the room outside the floor-to-ceiling window, there was no light in the room.

Two perfect bodies curled up beside them, one on the left and the other on the right, like two kittens keeping warm. Even without using their eyes and just the intoxicating body fragrance, Zhao Yongqi can clearly distinguish who their master is.

With the help of the moonlight, Zhao Yongqi could barely see the surrounding environment. He could tell that this place should be his bedroom, but he didn't know how he came back.

It seemed that my body was a little stiff, just like the feeling of soreness on my body after sleeping alone for a long time made Zhao Yongqi feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Yongqi, who twisted his body a few times, gently moved away from the jade arm on his body, slowly got up, got out of bed with as gentle as possible, as if he wanted to go down and walk so that his body could recover.

Fortunately, the sleeping little women had never alarmed him. Zhao Yongqi, who was casually dressed in clothes, whispered to open the door and walked out of his bedroom.

Just as I went down to the living room on the first floor, a sharp gaze had already cast from the corner, but in a moment the cautious cautious seemed to disappear from the gaze, and the calm voice also sounded instantly.

"Finally sleeping enough to wake up?" Wen Chenglong walked out of the dim corner, and even lifted the assault rifle with one hand and carried it on his shoulder at any time, looking as if he was relieved.

"Brother Long?" Zhao Yongqi walked down the last two steps, but his eyes fell on the assault rifle in Wen Chenglong's hand, and asked in confusion: "Brother Long, are you going to fight the Third World War?"

"Do you know how long you have slept?" Wen Chenglong did not reply to Zhao Yongqi's joke, but asked his own question indifferently.

"Hmm? I've been sleeping for a long time? How long have I been?" Zhao Yongqi, who seemed to hear the meaning of it, asked speechlessly, as if he was snatching the hair of a mess.

"You slept for four days!" Wen Chenglong's answer obviously surprised Zhao Yongqi, but he still said calmly: "When you were having dinner that day, you suddenly fainted. At first, everyone thought you were drunk, but then they found that it was completely different from your usual drunkenness. Fortunately, when the Ghost King appeared in a panic and checked you, he told us that you were just trapped in the deep spiritual world, just let us protect your body, so that you brought you back. Otherwise, do you think we are all gods and can get you home from the capital overnight, or at this time now?"

"So I've been sleeping for so long." Zhao Yongqi then understood why he appeared in his home, not in a hotel in the capital. Although he understood what he had come back, he still looked at Wen Chenglong in confusion, looking at Mr. Wei Meng, wearing a grenade, wearing a bulletproof vest, and holding an assault rifle for a long time, and said this time: "There's no need to be so swaying a great enemy."

Speaking of this, Wen Chenglong's face became gloomy and said in a deep voice: "Because we were attacked."

"Attack?!" Zhao Yongqi was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Who attacked us? Why did he attack us?"

"I don't know. But one thing is certain. Those people are very good at fighting skills and have very high combat qualities. During the first raid... the grenade was sacrificed." A hint of sadness appeared in Wen Chenglong's eyes.

"What?!!" Zhao Yongqi rushed in front of Wen Chenglong, and there was no joking expression on his face. Although he knew that there was no hope, he knew that Wen Chenglong would never joke with him about such things, but he still shouted loudly: "You mean, you mean, Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng..."

"Yes, a member of the National Security Administration's special operations team, Lieutenant Xu Cheng, unfortunately died in the raid. His achievements will be remembered by each of us." Wen Chenglong's face was expressionless, like a language repeater, responding in formulaic words.

"How is this possible, how is it possible!" Although we know that many of the fighters in Guoan will sacrifice their lives for this ancient land on their own different fronts, those for Zhao Yongqi are just names and photos. Even if he has participated in the condolences within Guoan several times, they are still regarded as a kind of heroic sacrifice. Now, there is finally the first person close to him who gives his life, and this impact cannot be described in words for him.

"You don't have to feel too uncomfortable. The grenade left without any pain. He was shot in the head and died on the spot. Now the entire Guoan was furious. The general had sent a squadron to protect your family as soon as possible. The general gritted his teeth and asked me to tell you through the video that no matter who it was, he would definitely make the organization behind him pay the price!" Wen Chenglong gently patted Zhao Yongqi's shoulder. Although it seemed to be comforting, his hideous face still showed his inner anger.

"Tell me, what's going on." Zhao Yongqi, who looked down with a calm expression, looked up at Wen Chenglong.

There was no nonsense, just a little thought and sorting out the words, Wen Chenglong said in a deep voice: "That night, after we came back, there was nothing abnormal. The left-behind team also reported that no suspicious targets were found. The next day, everything was still normal during the day, but in the middle of the night, the infrared warning system we installed on the periphery suddenly found a group of suspicious figures with a number of 38 people approaching the manor. After remote metal detection and scanning, they found that they had a large number of weapons, arranged

Two teams near the manor immediately approached the manor for support. Among them, the team led by the grenade came from the west to reinforce. However, on the road, they encountered an enemy fire raid. Three of the ten-person team died on the spot, two were seriously injured and forced to evacuate. After that, the enemy began to launch a strong attack on the manor, but we repelled three strong attacks, killing seventeen people and capturing four seriously injured people. Unfortunately, these people were all dead soldiers. After being captured, they immediately committed suicide by taking poison, leaving no living."

"So, so far, we don't even have any clues, and we don't even know their identities?" Zhao Yongqi's starry eyes stared at Wen Chenglong's national face.

Nodding slightly, Wen Chenglong said in a deep voice: "After the grenade team was attacked by unidentified militants, we immediately asked Guoan for help. In less than an hour and a half, our brothers who were quick to rebel had arrived under the cover of armed helicopters. It is precisely because of this that the militants were forced to leave, and four of them were also killed by the pursued armed helicopters. Unfortunately, although the weapons they carried were powerful, they were all very common private models of AK47 in the international community and had no value to track down. So far, the corresponding figures have not been found in the portrait comparison database. The people from the Intelligence Department have suggested today that these people are likely to have smuggled into the country. Judging from the situation where they are staring at you, perhaps the Japanese Sakura will be remnants of the Japanese to seek revenge."

"Impossible!" Zhao Yongqi said flatly: "Sakura will be killed by us more than three years ago. If they want to take revenge, it would be too long with the strength of that organization. They would not come to me for revenge three years later. Unless..."

As if he had thought of something, Zhao Yongqi Xing's eyes lit up and immediately said: "Unless they have any major actions, they need to make a big move and use my head to attract Guoan's attention!"

"Well, the intelligence department has also proposed that all key departments under the jurisdiction of Guoan have entered the second-level combat readiness state. In a short period of time, unless those miscellaneous units can mobilize an army to come in, it will not be possible to cause any harm."

Zhao Yongqi, who nodded and felt a little relieved, touched his chin and lowered his head and paced back and forth in front of Wen Chenglong, muttering to himself: "What exactly is the reason that makes those people look at me?"

Just when Zhao Yongqi was at a loss, the sliding door close to the garden was opened and a blade appeared.

"Boss, are you awake?" The blade heard a little surprise into Zhao Yongqi's ears.

When he raised his head and looked at the blade, the bandage on his left hand immediately occupied Zhao Yongqi's entire gaze.

After strode to the blade, Zhao Yongqi frowned and looked at the bandaged big arm with concern and asked, "How could he be injured? Is it serious?"

"Don't worry, a villain like me can live for another thousand years. It's just a scratch, not the guy in the medicine box, but he just wrapped me into a mummy." Blade waved his arm, showing that he was not seriously injured.

I heard it was just a scratch. Although the name could not be really relaxed, at least it seemed that nothing was wrong. Zhao Yongqi's heart was finally much more stable. He could even hear the soft and relaxed sound when his sword eyebrows were slightly loosened.
Chapter completed!