Chapter 1101 Warning, too much sweetness (46)
Tsk tsk tsk, that’s too miserable.
Jiang Tang lay next to him, staring at the child's white and tender face, thinking about what Ban Ban had just said.
Song Naichao was a child when he died. After his resurrection, he found that he had become a vampire who could only drink blood. He must have been hit hard.
The split personality probably started at that time. While the mind continued to mature, the body grew slower than others.
Now he is over 800 years old but looks like he is in his twenties. He has to bear the tragic experience of his friends and family leaving him one by one.
If this is the case, it is easy to judge the main and secondary personalities.
The childlike Song Naichao should have disappeared long ago.
Thinking of this, Jiang Tang reached out and gently rubbed the furry head in front of him, his eyebrows calm.
No matter who is the leader or deputy, he is still her man.
What to do with the task?
To hell with it.
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In the dead of night, the sound of pattering rain rang in my ears.
Jiang Tang opened his eyes and listened carefully to the voice in his ears.
The next second, she sat up, picked up the child beside her, picked up the backpack on the sofa, turned over and jumped out of the window to leave.
The windows of the compound villa were not high. Jiang Tang held a child in his arms and landed steadily.
Not long after she jumped out of the window and left, a group of men in black suits broke into the door without any time to breathe. One of the men appeared at the bedside in an instant, holding a silver gun in his hand and pointing it at the bulge of the quilt. Shoot without mercy.
For a long time, there was no response from the quilt.
The man stretched out his hand to lift the quilt and took a look. The next second he looked at the door in disbelief.
"Miss Jasmine, that human woman is not here!" The crowd in black stepped aside, and a little girl in a dark Lolita dress slowly stepped forward. A pair of blue eyes stared coldly at the window, and his voice was hoarse, like a poisonous snake hissing and spitting out its core.
"She ran away and took my brother with her."
"She can't escape, let's go after her!"
The girl stretched out her long nails, faced the window, raised her head proudly, and gave orders.
"Chasing, bring her body and brother to me before dawn!"
The drizzle was still falling, and a group of bats were hovering low in the dark night sky. There was a faint earthy smell in the air, and the city was completely silent.
Jiang Tang took Song Naichao and ran all the way at a speed that was completely anti-human.
Banban no longer has the energy to care about Jiang Tang's recent tricks. With her current mental strength, all the gods and ghosts in the small world will run around when they see her. Now he no longer has to worry about this shit for no reason. was killed.
Very good, but I don’t know how the main system feels now.
Banban couldn't help it. The host was so powerful now that even if he wanted to take care of it, there was nothing he could do about it. Besides, the main system was also watching Jiang Tang's movements in the small world all day long. Didn't Jiang Tang do this under its nose? Much action?
So Banban has almost solved himself.
If you want to blame, blame His Highness Lu Chao, yes! I blame His Highness for being too domineering!
Thinking of this, Banban felt much better, so she crossed her legs with peace of mind and started doing the happiest thing of the day.
Count your account balances.
Sure enough, the happiness of having money is so simple.
On the other side, no matter how fast Jiang Tang ran on his two legs, he couldn't outrun a bat with wings.
Then, she ran to a telephone pole and stopped, took off her coat, tied Song Naichao in her arms behind her back, and climbed the telephone pole with her bare hands.
(End of chapter)