Chapter 939 That of Shao Long
Mr. Long looked at the message on his cell phone, his expression gradually changed from frozen to distorted, and finally collapsed completely.
What unit is this?
Are my own people taking it so seriously?
Why don't you act according to common sense?
What if you promised not to abandon or give up?
With a flash of light in his eyes, he showed He Naizi the phone quickly.
"Your Majesty, look, they agreed and decided to come over after the new year, so don't worry.
I said, they will definitely throw a tantrum and agree to exchange hostages. ”
Before He Naizi could see the contents on the phone clearly, Master Long had already put the phone back and quickly put it into his pocket.
Sitting in front of the kang table, He Naizi was very bold and unrestrained.
Since the dishes for dinner were relatively tough, including pork knuckles, trotters, and pig tails, the wine was of course replenished.
I couldn’t see the content on my phone clearly, so I wasn’t very worried.
Huang Ping and the others lying under the kang are all their own hostages, and they are all relying on them.
The words are over, it depends on what their unit does.
If you know the truth, bring Jiutun and Dashan quickly.
If you have other thoughts, your bloodline has awakened, and with the blessing of the ancestors on Taiqinggou, who do you have to fear?
His face was red, his eyes were blurred, and he was so confident that he pushed the wine cup forward.
"Come on, Xiaolonglong, pour it for me.
The New Year will be the New Year, there is no rush.
That guy Baqi doesn’t know how long it will take to finish the work, it seems like I am accompanying her to do the work. ”
Mr. Long quickly poured the wine for He Naizi. This time he drank hot wine, which was faster. He was thinking about his performance all the time.
"My Lady Queen, what on earth is that aunt doing?"
With a rosy little face, He Naizi didn't like Young Master Long's familiar attitude.
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, and do your duty."
What is your duty?
Young Master Long was a little confused, and he immediately remembered that he was a traitor who had taken refuge in He Naizi.
By the way, he is a traitor who admires He Naiko's beauty and betrays the organization.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong, I shouldn't have pried around.
This time I have no way out, you have to be responsible for me. ”
Even after drinking too much, through his blurred eyes, He Naizi could not find any advantages in Young Master Long's appearance.
No matter what, I can't get in touch with any young talents.
Could it be that the young talents here are of this level?
Hey, what else can He Naizi say?
You can't just turn your back on your fault now, especially since Young Master Long's food service is really good.
The majestic Shinto leader, an absolute big shot, can he just say something to appease someone's heart?
"Xiao Longlong, come, let's have a drink.
I understand your thoughts and know them well. ”
After drinking a glass of wine with He Naizi, Long Shao felt his mouth taste bitter.
Knowing what's going on is the biggest nonsense and has no meaning.
It is a common tactic to use excuses when you don't want to make a specific promise and don't want to hurt people by saying it directly.
In the past, when the property management company came to collect fees, Mr. Long always used this sentence to prevaricate.
"Well, Your Majesty Queen, I am carrying the unit on my back and have some small projects here.
After the new year, there will be a winter fishing festival, and many people will come, many of them.
Do you think it will be affected? ”
After the safety was guaranteed, Young Master Long had more thoughts.
After all, all his belongings are at the Winter Hunting Festival.
He Naizi had a different feeling when he heard it. Doing projects behind your back?
This kid seems to have been thinking of betraying the organization for a long time. His liking for me is just a reason, right?
Well, the more people the better, the more you can rely on and the more chips you have.
"Long Sang, just do it boldly.
It doesn't matter, starting from today, I will support you.
You can adjust any section at will, as long as it is on this Taiqing ditch. ”
After receiving this promise, Master Long's original plan needed to be adjusted.
The original idea was to wait for He Naizi to drink too much and sneak back to the city in the middle of the night to find Cai Gen for help.
Even if Cai Gen didn't help, he would still take Long Er and Zhao Xile away.
Unexpectedly receiving the support of He Naizi, Mr. Long thought, why don't we finish the project?
Looking at the row of people lying on the ground, Shi Huozhu said they would come after the new year anyway.
Years later, when the Winter Hunting Festival was over, Shi Huozhu and the others came to deal with He Naizi. They didn't waste any time, it was perfect.
Mr. Long poured another full glass for He Naizi. This time he felt very relaxed and really wanted to drink some wine to stabilize his mood.
"Okay, Your Lady Queen, after completing this project, I will be considered a rich man.
From now on, I will have someone to rely on wherever I go to the end of the world with you.
This cup is dedicated to you, may you always be as beautiful as a flower. ”
Rich people?
He Naizi has always had a weak concept of money and has never felt that money is of any use.
Apart from despising Mr. Long, how could I possibly agree with the importance attached to him?
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, you will be mine from now on and I can't lose you."
What can I say? He has become hers even though he has not yet met her.
Young Master Long didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he heard these words that made his heart itch, but his face turned red.
He drank a lot of liquor and kept pouring it down. The project finally came to a halt. He had temporarily found a supporter, and Mr. Long was in a happy mood.
However, this backer probably won’t last for a few days.
Long Shao was extremely confident in Cai Gen and thought that as long as Cai Gen came, He Naizi would definitely be in trouble.
Thinking of this, Mr. Long felt as if he suddenly had some confidence in his heart. He suddenly became bold due to the strength of his drink and squatted down on the table with his wine glass.
"Sure, I believe you, let's get drunk and rest today."
After taking a long gulp of the wine in the glass, he banged his head on the Kang table and passed away drunk.
He Naizi, who was holding the wine glass, looked at the drunk Mr. Long with disdain and felt a sense of dismay in his heart.
It's nothing, just this amount of alcohol, it's nothing, how can you just get drunk?
Well, that’s not to say that I was lying, I was indeed drunk.
It's just that it's a bit selfish to use the fastest speed to complete your life.
He Naizi felt that she hadn't drunk enough yet, so she could only drink by herself.
As soon as the black shadow flashed, Baqi returned to the room, glanced at He Naizi and ignored him, and pulled Mr. Long up.
He stretched out his sharp nails and made a small cut on Mr. Long's wrist, took the wine bowl and started bleeding.
He Naizi took a look and asked, "What are you doing?"
How many years has it been since Baqi stopped eating blood food?
Did you go back to your hometown and pick up your old habits?
"Is he sick? Why don't you check him?"
Baqi looked at the blood in the wine bowl and smiled.
"No need to check, I am very sure that success or failure lies in this bowl of blood."
What are these words?
Could it be that this kid's blood has some secret?
He Naizi stretched out his little finger, dipped a little of Mr. Long's blood into the wine bowl, put it in his mouth, and used the traceability method that Tong Aiguo had used.
After this test, He Naizi was completely stunned. Even after Baqi left, she did not react.
He took out Mr. Long's ID card and saw the name on it, Na Shaolong.
The one from the old family?
Nala, one of the eight great shamanists in the world?
He Naizi cried, crying sadly.
It turns out that in Taiqing Valley, the person protected by my ancestors was not me, but Mr. Long.
(End of chapter)