Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Lu Jian immediately turned around and distanced himself slightly.

She only saw Song Chushu, who was wearing a green robe, holding a book and looking at her blankly.

There is a dark blue cloth behind him, cushioned on a pile of hay. Maybe he was sitting here reading a book just now.

His expression was still changing, as if he had heard what they just said. The look in his eyes at Lu Jian changed again and again, seeming to be shocked and entangled.

Lu Jian: "..."

Song Chushu gritted his teeth and lowered his head. The scroll in his hand was crumpled.

He asked, "Miss Lu... is she from... that group?"

Lu Jian burst into tears and burst into tears.

Song Chushu quickly raised his head and looked at her at a loss.

Lu Jian gave Ning Qi a look.

See, he likes me.

After all, his old mother is sixty years old and still alive and healthy than she is.

He also comes here every day to buy medicine.

Ning Qiyi forced a smile on her face.

The host lady is not so alert in other matters.

With tears in her eyes, she lowered her head to wipe the tears gently. When she raised her head again, her eyes were red, "I am just a weak woman, and I don't want to get involved in this dispute..."

"It's just...it's just..." Her tears fell, and with her delicate body, she looked extremely innocent.

Song Chushu's perspective: She was so sad that she couldn't continue talking.

Lu Jian’s perspective: I can’t finish editing anymore.

Song Chushu looked determined, "Miss Lu, I know you were forced. Don't worry, I will definitely help you."

Lu Jian lowered his head and wiped his tears.

It seems quite easy to hold back tears.

Fortunately, she stayed up late last night reading the script, so she could yawn a few more times.

She looked like she was smiling bitterly, "Mr. Song, don't worry about me, just leave as soon as possible."

Song Chushu threw away the book in his hand and said righteously, "Miss Lu, don't worry. Although I am a scholar, I also have an unyielding heart and perseverance. It is every man's duty to protect women."

Lu Jian: "..."

I really want to kill him with a knife.

Suddenly, she heard a small sound.

It’s the sound of knocking wooden fish and selling tofu.

The sound of wooden fish.

Three shorts become three shorts in a row, one long becomes one short.

Her expression changed.

Something is wrong with Qian Zhong!

But what is going on? This code cannot be expressed.

She glanced at Song Chushu, grabbed him and prepared to leave the alley.

But before she could take even two steps, a loud noise suddenly came from the sewer entrance.

She secretly thought bad.

That's too late! ! !

……

Over there, Fengze was sitting on the cart where the old man was selling tofu, holding a wooden fish in his hand and kept knocking it. After all, he was still young. Even though he was older, he still looked a little panicked.

The old man selling tofu was very calm. He touched his beard and covered Fengze with a piece of wood-yellow cloth. "The look on your face means something is wrong."

Fengze couldn't control his facial expression. He was really afraid that something would happen to Sister Jian, so he could only cover his face with a cloth, and then knocked on the wooden fish with his head depressed.

"I'm selling tofu~"

Sister Jian, you hear me!

You must hear it!

Qian Zhong was caught up by Pei Jiu and his troops in the sewer. He is probably arrested now. Pei Jiu is heading toward you along the sewer entrance! ! !

He knocked on the wooden fish, knocked on the wooden fish hard, and kuku accumulated merits for Lu Jian, so that God would bless her and be fine.

But there was still a gunshot from the other side, which made Fengze tremble and his voice turned into a cry.

"Sister Jian?"

Sister Jian’s direction.

Or Qian Zhong?

It's best to be Qian Zhong.

The expression of the old man selling tofu also changed, and he immediately turned the direction of the car, "0444! Let's go!"

Fengze ignored him, immediately jumped out of the car and ran towards the alley.

"Zero——" the old man's voice stopped and he immediately changed his words, "Goudan——you come back——"

Fengze ran over there regardless.

Tears welled up instantly.

Really, Fengze, are you stupid?

How could you just drag Sister Jian through such a dangerous mission?

He is an orphan, an exiled child. Although he was picked up by Lu Xi, he is still a boy who has been chasing and playing behind Lu Jian. Naturally, he is closer to Lu Jian.

The old man looked at his back, sighed heavily, and ignored him. He hurried straight to the Lu Mansion to check on Chu Yao's safety.

Chu Yao was locked in a room, and the door was locked from the outside.

She slammed the door hard and shouted until her voice became hoarse, but there was no one in the house and she couldn't open the door at all.

The girl's anxious tears fell one after another.

She sensed something was wrong when Fengze suddenly ran out in a hurry, and then wanted to follow him out together, but she was interrupted by several masked people who suddenly appeared.

They claimed to be from the organization and locked her in the room, telling her not to run around.

but……

Chu Yao banged the door so hard that the knuckles of his fists were red.

She bit her lower lip tightly, feeling aggrieved and sad.

She doesn't want to be the emperor!

I don’t want to become a puppet emperor who has no freedom and can only hide in Tibet!

She looked at the beams in the room and collapsed on the ground, sobbing softly.

……

……

……

Fengze ran to the alley and almost bumped into Song Chushu who rushed out.

"Mr. Song...?" He murmured, not understanding why Song Chushu was here.

But that's not the point now. He then walked inside and saw two people standing face to face.

"Sister Jian!" Seeing Lu Jian still standing alive, Fengze immediately stepped forward and grabbed her hand anxiously.

But Lu Jian looked strange, as if he was hopeless.

Fengze:?

Pei Jiu, who was opposite him, was leaning against the wall as if he was boneless. His smile was as coquettish as it could be, but if you look closely, it's not difficult to detect the coldness in his smile.

Fengze:?

What happened?

Lu Jian pressed his temples with a headache, but still said seriously, "Young Marshal, don't you think you have gone too far?"

Pei Jiu sneered, "Where did I go too far?"

"How can it not be too much to ruin my reputation and randomly shoot a decent woman?"

She gathered her shawl, folded her hands in front of her, and lowered her head slightly, the hairpin on her head swaying slightly. The obvious alienation on her beautiful face was particularly eye-catching.

Pei Jiu turned the gun in his hand, making Fengze tremble with fear.

He quickly raised the gun and fired a shot into the sky, then looked at Lu Jian with a slightly raised eyebrow, "I fired when I wanted to, and..."

His tone was casual, "You tell me this, a warlord, are you serious?"

Lu Jian choked and gave up the communication. She pulled Fengze and turned around neatly, "Let's go."

Fengze: "Huh?"

Pei Jiu didn't stop them.

But Fengze took the time to turn around and was startled by Pei Jiu's expressionless and cold look.

Wasn't he still smiling just now?

Why did you stop laughing suddenly?

Who can tell him what happened? ? ?