The supreme master of the female president

Facing Yang Xuan's pitiful and worried eyes, Yang Yitian's face was slightly congealed, and after a while he sighed and said: "Xiaoxuan, there are some things, brother has his own thoughts and plans, it's not convenient to tell you, but I would like to You promise, you will come back safely, okay?"

Yang Xuan burst into tears, bit her lips tremblingly, and wanted to say something, but after seeing Yang Yitian's firm expression, Weeping Willow lowered her head, hummed with sobs, and whispered: "Brother, I respect your decision!"

Looking at his sister's gentle appearance, Yang Yitian felt very uncomfortable, reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, squeezed out a smile and said: "Don't worry too much, brother is not going to die, but just taking time to leave, I'll be back within half a month at the latest, and I won't go anywhere then, and I'll stay with you for the rest of my life."

Yang Xuan sobbed and nodded, and immediately threw herself into Yang Yitian's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and cried, "Brother, I'm so scared!"

Yang Yitian patted Yang Xuan's slender shoulders, his dark pupils revealed a chill, Poros killed Jiang Xinyao and ruined his warm happiness, he will take revenge tenfold for this blood feud.

"Brother, when are you leaving?" After crying in Yang Yitian's arms for a long time, Yang Xuan left slowly, raised her moist eyes slightly, and asked looking at his face.

"It should be tomorrow morning!" Yang Yitian's eyes were cloudy, counting the meeting of the gods according to the time, there are less than ten days left, and he has to prepare everything in advance, because Poros must be in ambush and waiting for him, when the time comes A bloody storm is absolutely unavoidable, and foolproof coping methods must be prepared.

"So soon?" Yang Xuan panicked when she heard that Yang Yitian was leaving tomorrow morning.

"Really!" Yang Yitian smiled melancholy. Jiang Xinyao's death made him feel very tormented and blamed himself. Although he looked calm on the surface and seemed to be fine, his heart was so painful that he even had difficulty breathing.

Yang Xuan's eyes were gloomy and she didn't ask any more questions, and she lay back on her brother's chest for a while, feeling the warm sense of security he brought her, cherishing it so much that she didn't want to miss a second.

The next day.

Before dawn, Yang Yitian got up. He didn't pack anything, but just carried the marching bag on his body, which contained the things that had accompanied him through countless times of bullets and bullets.

"Wife!" Yang Yitian didn't leave in a hurry, he looked up at the wedding photo hanging above the bed, in which Jiang Xinyao was leaning against him, her beautiful eyes were full of bright stars, her face was smiling so happily and sweetly.

Recalling the little things with Jiang Xinyao, Yang Yitian's heart ached, and he found that he really fell in love with this woman, and it was no longer the so-called responsibility and responsibility.

"If you are still alive, no matter where the world is, I will bring you and the child back." Yang Yitian's eyes were red, and his voice was slightly choked with tears. Before seeing Jiang Xinyao's body, he told himself that he must not give up .

Yang Yitian took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the room, but found his younger sister Yang Xuan sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, while Chen Zhu was standing beside her.

"Brother!" Seeing Yang Yitian coming down, Yang Xuan hurriedly stepped forward, biting her lip nervously.

"Why did you get up so early?" Yang Yitian frowned. It's not yet six o'clock, and the sky outside is still very dark. Obviously, Yang Xuan has been waiting here for a long time.

"I, I want to send you off." Yang Xuan stayed up all night last night. She guessed that Yang Yitian would leave secretly, so she waited downstairs early.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "No, you can stay at home. During this period of time, go to and from work properly. If there is anything important, just call me."

"But I"

"obedient!"

Yang Xuan pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but Yang Yitian interrupted her loudly, turned her head and said to Chen Zhu: "Protect my sister, if she loses a hair, you know the consequences very well."

"Yes!" Chen Zhu was expressionless, as if he didn't know what fear was, even if Yang Yitian wanted to kill him right now, he wouldn't even blink his eyelids, like a machine that only knew how to obey orders without any emotion.

"Don't worry, I'll come back to you as soon as the matter is over." Yang Yitian rubbed Yang Xuan's head, not because he didn't want her to send it, but because his identity had been exposed, and there must be someone hiding now. In the dark, he watched his every move, and if there was a slight disturbance, someone would know.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to go home!" Yang Xuan bit the corner of her lips, Yang Yitian said a good word with a smile, kissed her beautiful forehead, and disappeared into the night on foot.

No one knows how Yang Yitian will leave Dragon Kingdom and go to the dark world.

A few days later, a luxury cruise ship was sailing on the turquoise and clear water, the sun was bright and soft, and the sea breeze made people feel comfortable.

A tall man with a handsome face came to the observation deck, lit a cigarette slowly, and enjoyed the brief silence of the sea breeze blowing in front of him.

"Hello, are you from the Dragon Kingdom?" At this moment, a nimble voice sounded, and then a woman in a low-cut dress with long flowing hair came lightly from a distance.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, ignoring this beautiful woman from Yingguo, smoking a cigarette in self-concern.

"In your terms, you should be called Gao Leng?" The beautiful woman didn't feel embarrassed, but took the initiative to approach Yang Yitian, stretched out her soft little hand, and said with a smile: "I am Ryoko Yamamoto, nice to meet you you!"

With deep eyes, Yang Yitian snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and left without looking back, without saying a word to Ryoko Yamamoto.

"Interesting man." Looking at Yang Yitian's far away back, Ryoko Yamamoto, who was wearing a low-cut dress, smiled softly with her moist thin lips.

Yang Yitian went back to his room, locked the door behind him, opened his military bag and took out a gun, wiped it with a clean cloth, he was about to arrive where he was going.

In another week, the Celestial Conference will kick off in the Dark City.

There is the meeting point of the dark world, the terrain is steep and does not belong to any country's jurisdiction, and various notorious characters are active there.

For ordinary people, the dark city full of ferocious death is as terrifying as a hell on earth, and if they are not careful, they will die miserably.

But for those desperadoes, those with blood on their hands, the Dark City is like a paradise, and no matter what they do out of the ordinary, there is no restriction at all.