Shocked, the idiot's daughter drove a fighter jet to the battlefield

The night is dark and everything is silent.

The only person on the entire street was Nan Mo, who flashed by on a skateboard.

In a private courtyard in the east of the city, a glass lamp was lit in a side room in the main courtyard, and the whole room was brightly lit.

After Nan Mo sneaked into the villa, she hid on the beam of this room.

A pair of phoenix eyes looked quietly down. Several doctors had already fallen asleep nearby, but one of them, an old man with a white beard, still insisted on studying the antidote for Fufeng Powder by lamplight.

At this time, the dog space transmitted a message: [Master, this old man is quite capable. ]

Hearing this, Nan Mo did not deny it. "The old man's research direction is correct. The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. Just give him another day or two, and he will be able to prepare the antidote for Fufeng Powder."

[Do you want to destroy it? ]

"No, even though we kill people and poison them, we still have to show the least respect to doctors. I don't know how many nights the old man has spent before he found a clue. Let him study slowly."

Nan Mo left the side room and came to the main room next door.

Just as he was about to let the servant sleep more soundly, he noticed someone approaching, and immediately he held his breath and hid on top of a pillar on the roof.

"Squeak..."

A very slight sound was heard, and then a thin-looking man in black was seen entering the room through the window.

Then he inserted a silver needle into the back of the boy's neck, and the boy fainted instantly.

The man in black came to the bedside and examined Gong Zhan.

Nan Mo's phoenix eyes were deep, "Dog, why does this person look familiar to you?"

[Master, did you see the sword leaning against the bed? ]

Nan Mo glanced at the sword that the man in black had just put down, and her eyes flashed, "Gong Zhan's female guard!"

Just as Cui Yue finished checking Gong Zhan's body beside the bed and took out a pill to feed Gong Zhan.

"Bang" sound.

A group of people rushed in from outside, each wearing a cloak, a white mask on their face, and a crescent-shaped knife hanging on their waist.

Cuiyue's pupils flashed with panic, and as she quickly drew her sword to meet the enemy, the pill in her hand fell.

Without having time to think, he started fighting with the person who came in.

In the hidden corner on the beam, Nan Mo's eyes were also filled with shock.

"Dog, why can't I sense the breath of these people?"

[They are from the Imperial City Department. I guess they should have taken some kind of aura-hiding drug just like the master.]

Cuiyue's kung fu is indeed good, but it is still not good enough in front of people from the Imperial City Bureau.

Within three moves, Cuiyue was caught.

Just as she was about to commit suicide by taking poison, one of them broke her jaw and dug out the poison hidden between her teeth.

Cuiyue's struggling eyes were filled with murderous anger, but she could do nothing at this moment.

Before Songzhu came in from outside and got close, Cuiyue seemed to have found a savior. Her expression changed instantly, and she looked aggrieved, and roared, "Ah...ah...ah..."

Songzhu walked closer, took a look at Cuiyue's appearance, frowned slightly, and then shouted coldly, "Miss Yue, you appeared in my master's room so late at night dressed like this, are you going to assassinate my master?"

Cuiyue kept shaking her head, "Ah...ah..."

Songzhu possessed him, raised his hand and pinched his chin, sneering, "He is just the top performer of Wangyue Tower, but he has such kung fu skills. It seems that Wangyue Tower is not simple, huh!"

Cuiyue's aggrieved look disappeared in an instant, and she pounced towards Songzhu with bloodshot eyes, but was controlled by the masked man and couldn't move for a long time.

"Ah...ah..."

"boom……"

As Songzhu punched her on the head, Cuiyue fainted instantly.

Songzhu stood up and said to the masked man beside him, "The master has ordered that the man be locked up in a dark cell and interrogated strictly."

The masked man from the Imperial City Bureau carried Cuiyue away without saying a word.

The white-bearded old man from next door staggered in and examined Gong Zhan.

Song Zhu looked serious, "Doctor Yu, is Master Zhan okay?"

After a while, Doctor Yu slowly said, "It's still the same as before."

Song Zhu bowed to Doctor Yu and said, "Please take care of it, Doctor Yu. I have to go back and report to the master."

Doctor Yu waved his hand, then woke up the servant who had fainted beside him, and went next door to study the antidote for Fufeng Powder.

The servant had just woken up and had not yet recovered from his panic. He stood there motionless with a dull look in his eyes.

Nan Mo jumped down from the beam, picked up the pill that Cui Yue had just dropped into the gap between the footrests, then gave Gong Zhan one of her pills, and then quickly left the room.

As soon as she left, the servant shuddered and suddenly came to his senses. He hurried to the bedside to confirm that his master was safe and sound, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This time he stared at his own son without even blinking.

After leaving the courtyard, Gou Zi was puzzled: [Master, why did you give Gong Zhan the detoxification pill just now? ]

"It can detoxify him, but it can also make him suffer a fate worse than death."

Nan Mo's lips curled up, "That's not an ordinary detoxification pill. It's too easy for him to be in this coma, so I have to wake him up and torture him."

The dog choked suddenly, and then it realized how kind its owner was to help it detoxify the Fufeng Powder.

At this time, Nan Mo's voice came, "Test Cuiyue's pill. According to what that person just said, Cuiyue is the top star in Wangyue Tower.

But judging by what happened at the manor that day, Cuiyue was extremely respectful to Gong Zhan, and the relationship was not that of a top girl in a brothel and a young master.

There may be a lot of water in this. There must be some unspeakable relationship and secrets between the dead Liu Chen, Gong Zhan, and this Wangyue Tower. "

[Master, do you want to investigate? ]

Hearing Gou Zi's words, Nan Mo immediately shook her head, "No, no, no, it's better to have less trouble than more. I, your master, just want to get my revenge as soon as possible, and then live my life as a good daughter of my handsome father. Of course..."

At this point, she looked much more serious. "Of course, the most important thing is to find a way to restore your original body. Otherwise, we will be trapped in this time and space for the rest of our lives."

The dog also looked sad, but still comforted him: "Master, don't worry. There will always be a way out. As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter where I live."

Nan Mo smiled bitterly and changed the subject, "We need to go to the Imperial City Office as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble."

【Listen to the master. 】

After saying that, Gouzi reminded again: [Going to the Imperial City Department requires careful planning with the current ability of the master, and you must not act impulsively.]

"Don't worry, I know your master well."