space player

Chapter 111

"Actually, I really don't understand. I've already let you go without making any demands. Why do you have to grab someone when you have nothing to do?" Zhao Chengping's voice was full of sighs and regrets, as if he was mocking him. madness.

The assassin said in a hoarse voice, "Because she stood in front of me."

What he said makes sense. The situation just now was indeed that the assassin wanted to go out, and Liu Ye'er happened to be standing in front of him.

Zhao Chengping looked at Liu Ye'er: "I told you that it was you who blocked her way, why don't you get out of the way?"

"Uh huh..." Liu Ye'er struggled hard and let out a dissatisfied whine. She gestured with her hands to express that it wasn't that she didn't want to leave, but that she was really being restrained and couldn't leave.

Zhao Chengping pointed at the assassin with the muzzle of his gun: "Well, let her go, and I promise she won't yell. If you really kill her, I have to find someone else to help me make my bed. A face like hers, although not stunning, is considered good-looking among maids, I would not be happy to find an ugly one, and it would not be easy to find another one that is good-looking and easy to use."

"What tricks do you want to play?" the assassin asked.

Now Zhao Chengping really looked helpless: "I never play tricks, otherwise, if you have a better idea, tell me, and I won't be unable to cooperate. If you must kill someone today to sleep, then I have no choice but to send you to sleep."

As he spoke, he put his finger on the bolt of the gun and hooked it in a lazy and elegant manner, making a crisp sound that would only be made when the bullet is loaded.

"Liu Ye'er, promise this uncle that you won't yell when he lets you go later, okay?" Zhao Chengping looked at Liu Ye'er.

Liu Yeer whined.

"Oh, I forgot that you are speechless. Then, just nod if you agree."

Liu Yeer nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Chengping looked at the assassin, waiting for his decision.

The assassin suddenly laughed: "It turns out that you have been pretending to be calm."

Zhao Chengping looked at him with raised eyebrows and said nothing.

The assassin pointed at the rifle and raised his chin: "There are no bullets in it at all!"

"Oh?" Zhao Chengping smiled faintly, "You know again?"

"If you hadn't pulled the bolt, I wouldn't dare to bet on it," the assassin said coldly. "The sound of bullets and no bullets is different. Most people can't hear it, but it doesn't mean I can't hear it." come out."

"It turned out to be an expert, disrespect and disrespect." Now that he was seen through, Zhao Chengping neatly put the rifle back into the bathtub, and scratched his hair with his right hand in distress: "This time it will be difficult."

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and several points of cold light flew out of his palm, and he went straight to the assassin's door. Although Liu Ye'er was blocking the front, if he dragged Liu Ye'er, the arrow that stabbed his left eye would There must be no escape from that needle.

The assassin let go of Liu Ye'er neatly, pushed her forward, turned around and ran a few steps, jumped up the wall, turned around and said: "I am not an uncle, but a brother."

Immediately after jumping down the wall, there was the sound of trampling on broken boards and trash cans, followed by a low curse, and then there was no more sound.

Liu Ye'er watched several silver needles flying towards her face, she closed her eyes in fright, but she didn't wait for the pain she imagined, she opened her eyes secretly, where there were no silver needles, only Zhao Chengping picked them up. Smiling at her from the edge of the tub.

After the crisis passed, Liu Ye'er seemed to have lost her support and was about to fall down. Zhao Chengping jumped out of the tub to support her. She was panting heavily, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Chengping hugged her.

Liu Ye'er choked with sobs and said, "Young master, it turns out that in your heart, I'm still a servant."

Alas, I just escaped with my life, so why focus on this?
Zhao Chengping spread out his left hand to show her. There were four semicircular marks on the palm of his left hand, and the skin was broken and bleeding.

The moment the assassin's knife rested on Liu Ye'er's neck, his whole body tensed up.But the assassin couldn't let the assassin see that he was showing timidity, he kept smiling on the surface as usual, and hid all the nervousness in the left hand that was clenched underwater.

"Well, where is the silver needle you threw out just now?" Liu Ye'er asked.

"Oh, it was blown away by the wind." The silver needle that was transformed into hair turned back into hair in time, and of course it fell to the ground and disappeared with the wind.

"Where's that gun?"

Zhao Chengping smiled: "That's a torch, he misread it, and you also misread it?"

Liu Ye'er blinked and suddenly screamed again: "Ah, Master, you have no clothes on!!!"

The movement here just now had already alarmed the aunt who was burning the stove here, plus Liu Yeer's scream, the aunt hurried back, just in time to see the naked Zhao Chengping crouching on the ground with Liu Yeer in his arms .

"Amitabha, sin, sin." The aunt quickly turned around, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything."

As she spoke, she trotted, maintaining a speed that didn't match her age, and disappeared through the corner door like the wind.

Liu Ye'er covered her face with her hands: "It's over, my innocence."

"It's obvious that I was exposed, okay? What does it have to do with your innocence? Get up quickly and get out, I want to get dressed." Zhao Chengping pushed her up, and Liu Ye'er stumbled out of the bathroom. Close the door, stand at the door, and cover your face with your hands.

When Zhao Chengping was fully dressed and came out from inside, she still maintained this posture.

"Why are you still standing here? It's freezing, go back to the house." Zhao Chengping took a few steps forward and found that she was still not moving.

He had no choice but to go forward and grab her, and walked to his own room.

The mansion was quiet, and everyone else was asleep, which made Zhao Chengping very happy, so as not to have to make up a story to explain the ins and outs to those irrelevant gossip people.

However, he was too happy.

When eating in the morning, the master asked, "What did you do last night?"

"It's nothing, I'll take a shower and sleep when I get back." Zhao Chengping casually said.

Zhao Siyuan slammed his chopsticks on the table: "It's nonsense."

The rest of the people sitting on the table put down their chopsticks, no one dared to move, and they all quietly waited for him to speak.

"You are already a grown-up, and I always advise you to get married. You said you would wait until your career is successful, and now you and that maid are doing something like this in the bathroom! You have no regard for etiquette and integrity!"

The eldest lady on the table bowed her head to chant Buddha, Zhao Chengqi had no expression on her face, she looked down at the fermented bean curd in front of her, Zhao Chengyue had a look of watching the show, and looked at Zhao Chengping with one corner of her mouth slightly raised.

(End of this chapter)