Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

Wearing damp clothes and covered with gold dust, Kunta drove the car back to the Golden Tower at a fast speed. He didn't send Ji Pingnan back to the North City. After thinking about it, in order not to affect Ji Pingnan's safety, Kunta told him I went back by car.

Although Ji Pingnan was very depressed, he did not get entangled with Kunta in these matters. In the past, he and the boy had many disputes. In the end, it was often Kunta who was right. Now Ji Pingnan is also used to doing things according to his cub's words. .

Back in the room, there was still time, Kunta took a shower slowly, put all the weapons back, put on a new coat, and then went to find Yan Zhizi.

When Yan Zhizi saw the boy, his face was full of guilt, "There was a small banquet, the owner didn't want to go, but those small energy dealers found the elders. Recently, the owner wanted to ease the relationship with the elders, so..." The boy's rare vacation was ruined like this. I don't know if the kid is in a better mood...

Kunta smiled slightly, as if he didn't mind, and returned the controller of the hover car to Yan Zhizi, "...I drove to the golden sand beach in Dongshan City. When I came back, I was covered in gold sand. The seats are full, I'm afraid they need to be cleaned."

Yan Zhizi said "Hi~", "What's the matter, drive back to the garage, and the people below will wash it immediately when they see it." He didn't take back the controller, but pushed the boy's hand, "If you like it, It's easy to drive, you can drive this car first, anyway, there is no date limit for authority."

The butler thought for a while and asked again, "Do you still like this car? Don't you need to change it?"

Kunta made a surprised expression on his face, "Is this good? Is it okay?"

Yan Zhizi laughed anxiously, "It's just a car. If you don't drive it, it will be dusty if you leave it there. Put it away." After a pause, he said, "I don't need to go out to play after the next holiday. I gave you the key every time."

He patted the boy on the shoulder, "The head of the family said, welfare benefits!"

The two smiled knowingly, and the boy threw the controller into the pocket of his coat again.

It seems that this little bug can't be thrown away.

But it doesn't matter, he hasn't moved much recently.

After these two days of turmoil, he suddenly wanted to have Mama Li's psychic powers. He just thought about it. Now he doesn't want to get blood on his hands, and it is even more impossible to do things like control others.

After guarding outside the office for a while, Yan Suiliang called for someone indoors, Yan Zhizi walked in and said, "Xiao Kun, come with me too."

Kunta didn't speak, but nodded, and silently followed Yan Zhizi into the house.

Yan Suiliang was having an online meeting in front of more than a dozen virtual screens, and the people in charge of each energy star of the Yan family were at the other end of the video.

The elders thought they had locked Yan Suiliang away and told him to stay in the Golden Tower quietly. The entire Yan family property, whether it was gold or energy stars, was under their control. Little did they know that Yan Suiliang had already Relying on his natural patriarch status, outstanding business acumen and leadership temperament, he has won the loyalty of most energy stars.

He didn't turn his face, just because the fixed star is also his own home, that's all.

At present, the planners and hosts behind several important commercial projects of Energy Star are Yan Suiliang. The people in charge who come out to receive meritorious service in the Presbyterian Church are just shields put forward by Yan Suiliang.

The door was pushed open, and Yan Suiliang was just finishing up, "Let's do this, Xiang Mian, you have to control the situation. I hope the situation has calmed down when I leave. If I don't arrive, you will leave me with a mess."

The burly man at the other end of the video stood at attention, "Xiang Mian will definitely live up to the expectations of the Patriarch!"

The signal was cut off, and the videos turned into snowflakes one by one. Yan Suiliang waved his hand, and Yan Zhizi stepped forward to turn off the screen. Seeing Yan Suiliang frowning and rubbing his temples, he couldn't help but worry and said, "Patriarch, are you having a headache again? Call the doctor Come for a massage?"

Yan Suiliang's tone was low, exhausted, "What time is it? When does the banquet start over there?"

Yan Zhizi said, "It's [-]:[-], the banquet starts at [-], it's still early."

Yan Suiliang closed his eyes, leaned his head heavily on the back of the chair, and said in a vague voice, "Okay, call, you guys have dinner first, and then start with me."

Yan Zhizi went out quietly, and Kunta had already quietly stood in a corner where he could take care of the whole room and Yan Suiliang, restraining his breath, as if he didn't exist.

The doctor was on call at any time on the lower floor of the top floor. Yan Zhizi came up with a medical bag after a phone call. The person in charge of massaging Yan Suiliang was an older doctor with gray hair on his temples. He leaned against the door Craftsman has lived on the top of the Golden Pagoda all his life, and even the turbulent period when the owner of the pagoda changed frequently and the attendants on the top of the tower were replaced batch by batch did not affect him.

But today, as soon as he entered the door, he just showed a little smile on his face when he was stopped by a young man who walked over quickly.

Kunta didn't talk nonsense, stretched out his hand, and flicked the old man's wrist numbness. The doctor was caught off guard, his hand shook, and the medicine box fell to the ground with a snap.

Before the old doctor could blow his beard and stare, the boy frowned, and said coldly, "What's in the box?"

This is not the first time for the old gentleman to see a young man by the Patriarch's side. He knows that he is protecting the Patriarch's safety. Recently, he has also helped the Patriarch avoid many assassinations. It was ridiculous, and he said angrily, "What else!? Cupping, alcohol, moxibustion, golden needles!"

The boy was unmoved, with a tense pretty face, and tapped the medical box with his toe, "Open it!"

The old doctor flushed with anger, his fingers trembling, "You!" He turned to look at the Patriarch, hoping that the Patriarch would come out and say something.

Yan Suiliang ordered a throat clearer at the moment, stood up and took a breath, walked to the french window and looked down at the garden below, making it clear that he didn't care.

The old doctor was going to be confused, and repeated several times in his mind, "Sex makes you stunned! Bully!", finally squatted down unwillingly, and opened the lid of the medicine box.

The moment the lid was opened, Kunta covered his mouth and nose, lifted the old doctor's neck, and threw him to the door with a clever effort. The old doctor hit the door hard on his back and almost fainted. After passing by, Kunta ignored him, kicked slightly with his toes, and closed the medicine box smoothly.

The people outside the door heard the change, and immediately opened the door and broke in. Kunta still covered his mouth and nose, and pointed to the old doctor, "Go and see his medicine room, I remember a little medicine boy came, go and see Is the person still alive, remember to wear a gas mask, this one, take it to the emergency room for first aid, it is poisoned."

Replaced the medicine box again, "There is a slow-release and volatilized poison in it, take it away and deal with it immediately, and those who come into contact with it will also go to detoxify later."

Two people came out and quickly ran away with the box.

Yan Zhizi asked in panic, "Is the Patriarch okay with you?"

Kunta put down his hand and shook his head, "The head of the family is standing in the ventilated place, the outside wind is blowing in, he didn't draw much, but just to be on the safe side, I will check it later."

The old doctor over there had already started to twitch all over, and Kunta's face turned pale. He covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He smiled miserably, "I'm careless, just don't open the box."

As soon as the voice fell, he fell back straight.

Yan Zhizi exclaimed "Xiao Kun!" and stretched out his hand to fish it, but someone was one step ahead of him, and Yan Suiliang, who flew over, took the boy into his arms with a pale face, and carried the boy out without saying a word. Walk.

The medical room downstairs is also full of chaos. The attendants who rushed to the old doctor's pharmacy saw the little drug boy who had just lost his vital signs. The body was still warm, but he had no breath. At first glance, the pupils have dilated and the vitreous has become cloudy.

The attendant wearing a gas mask stood up and shook his head, "It can't be rescued!" The leader waved his hand, "Take the body out and seal it up here, and borrow two people later, check the scene and see if you can find anything." clue."

This team is a member of the bodyguard team. It's aggrieved to say that, but there's nothing they can do about it. Their security business has just passed, and they can't solve the case even better than the Altair people. Rather than losing face, saving their lives is more important.

Yan Suiliang didn't take Kunta downstairs either. He didn't know if there was any danger there. He gave some instructions and carried Kunta to the top floor. There is a helicopter on the top floor, which has already started. Wait for Yan Sui As soon as Liang arrived with his people, he flew directly to Beishan City Airport.

Luo Binglang, who got the news, had already returned to his spaceship and opened the medical box of the security alliance. When Kunta got off the helicopter, he was quickly transported aboard and stuffed into the medical box for treatment.

Seeing the pale young man with his eyes closed floating up and down in the medical box, and the data on the dashboard slowly getting better, Yan Suiliang's expression eased, and Luo Binlang, who was standing aside, said, "Patriarch Yan, I'll just keep an eye on it here, just now I heard from the steward that you may have inhaled poison, so go check it out."

Yan Suiliang loosened his tie, nodded, with a tired face, Altair's doctor came forward and said, "Patriarch Yan, this way please."

Yan Suiliang was not defensive, and said to Yan Zhizi, "Those who entered the house just now, and those who appeared at the scene of the incident today, and those who have seen the box, come to Captain Luo to check later."

Luo Binglang said in his heart that you are really welcome, but this is a very rich and generous father of Party A, so he wants to treat him well, "Yes, check them all, Kunta's physical fitness has always been excellent, he just wants to treat you well." But after smelling it, I vomited blood, which shows that this medicine is very poisonous, so don't be careless!"

Yan Suiliang still looked very ashamed, "Government is not strict, Captain Luo is making a joke!"

Luo Binglang only kept his mouth open in front of his own people. He had protected many rich and powerful people, and he knew what to say best on occasions. He said Yan Suiliang's words to the heart within a few words. Not only did he do a full set of physical examinations here, but he also promised to provide Luo Binglang's security team with five years of spaceship energy supply.

After playing a tricky trick, Kunta, who crawled out of the medical box early the next morning, found out about this, clicked his tongue, and he knew that none of his four masters was actually a fuel-efficient lamp!