kidnap a beauty to catch a demon

Heavy rain.

The wind was like a knife, and layers of waves roared and swept towards the shore.It was clearly daytime, and the entire sky was almost dark.

If the torrential rain had any substance, it poured down on the head, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

Standing on the shore, Fang Yize was completely soaked, his shirt was tightly attached to his body, almost showing the outline of his abdominal muscles, but his eyes were sharper than ever. He slowly stroked the black gold Tang knife in his hand. When a black leech as tall as a person floated out of the sea, its figure suddenly moved, and dozens of hair-thin red wires appeared in its palm, firmly grasping the leech's neck.

The leech roared in the sky, and rushed towards Fang Yize quickly!

Fang Yize turned his palm over, and the lead wire also moved up and down and gradually tightened. The leech was immediately trapped and struggled unceasingly.In the next second, Fang Yize threw the black gold Tang Dao into the air with a casual throw, and jumped up with the help of his feet, moving his body suddenly, without being affected by the downpour in the slightest.

Before the crowd watching the battle from a distance had time to applaud his athleticism, they saw a bright and sharp blade flashing past, which seemed to cut through the pitch-black sky.

In the next moment, the Heijin Tang Dao pierced the huge body of the leech slowly but extremely ruthlessly. The leech twisted its body dejectedly, and thick black and smelly leech blood spewed out immediately.

Fang Yize frowned calmly.

"Brother Fang is indeed young and promising, he is worthy of being sent by the General Assembly!"

Fang Yize put away the knife and walked back in the heavy rain without any haste. The president of the Shandong Branch of the Demon Subduing Masters Association who was watching the battle hurried up to meet him and held up an umbrella for him.

"You're flattering me." Fang Yize raised the corners of his lips slightly.

The president is a rich middle-aged man. Seeing that the leech had been killed by Fang Yize, his frown relaxed a lot in the past few days, and he thanked him repeatedly: "Brother Fang, you don't know. It's raining now It’s been almost half a month. At first I thought it was a typhoon passing by, but everyone didn’t take it seriously. Who knew that there were several wounding incidents on the Golden Beach, but the local police couldn’t find them out, and they didn’t think it was man-made. They reported to us. Who would have thought that this leech is so ferocious, the demon subduing master of the branch has nothing to do with it, so they can only ask the general assembly for help. Brother Fang, you are saving people in danger!"

Because the other party was old, Fang Yize couldn't interrupt, so he could only listen to the president's long speech in silence.

Isn't it just a business trip... It's as if he defeated the aliens who invaded the earth.

"Oh, look at me!" The president accompanied Fang Yize back to the hotel where he was staying, on the edge of the Golden Beach, helped him press the switch of the elevator, and said with a smile, "Brother Fang After raining for a long time, take a hot bath quickly. I will hold a banquet in the banquet hall on the second floor to celebrate brother Fang's success!"

Fang Yize smiled: "I'm really sorry for your inconvenience."

Before the chairman finished saying "No trouble, no trouble", the elevator door slowly closed.

The room was personally booked by the president of the branch. The suite on the [-]th floor can overlook the beautiful scenery of the golden beach by opening the curtains.Fang Yize came out after taking a shower and put on a bathrobe. He stood by the window, watched the ebb and flow of the sea not far away, and smoked a cigarette leisurely.

The heavy rain that has lasted for half a month has stopped, the cloud has cleared, the water and the sky are clear, tourists in twos and threes are also walking leisurely on the golden beach.

Life is wonderful.

The cell phone thrown on the bed rang, Fang Yize was too lazy to walk these few steps, turned his wrist, and the red gold lead appeared again, and put the phone away.

"Brother." Fang Yize leaned against the window, with a cigarette in his hand, lazily, but there was a smile that couldn't be hidden in his voice, "Is there something wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, in the spacious and bright office, Fang Yiqing asked while signing the document, "Are you in Qingdao now?"

"Yes." Fang Yize flicked the cigarette ash.

"That's just right. Some time ago, an artiste of the company was injured in Qingdao, and he is still in the hospital for observation. Since you are there, it is a little bit of kindness from the company to visit on behalf of the company." Fang Yiqing said.

Fang Yize couldn't help laughing: "In my father's eyes, I'm just the second-generation ancestor who is idle. When is it my turn to give warmth to the employees?"

"I know you're short of money, so I'll give you another pocket money when you're done. Besides, you're also a manager with a name in the company." Fang Yiqing got up and walked to the meeting room, "I'll ask Li Ran to take that The artist's information will be sent to your phone, remember to go there tomorrow morning."

Fang Yize was stunned for a while staring at the call that was hung up instantly, and with a beep, a new text message came.

Fang Yize casually swiped open the phone to unlock it and glanced at it, but didn't take it seriously.Anyway, I'm only going tomorrow, and I can just eat and drink with the group of people from the Shandong Branch of the Demon Subduing Masters Association today.

The next day was bright and clear, Fang Yize got up early in the morning, and when he got into a taxi at the entrance of the hotel, he thought casually: Should I buy a bouquet of flowers or a fruit basket?

When Fang Yize finally walked into the elevator of the inpatient department of the hospital, he had a bouquet of lilies still stained with dew in his left hand, and a beautifully packaged fruit basket in his right hand.

With a sound of 'ding', the elevator stopped on the tenth floor of the inpatient department. Fang Yize subconsciously looked up at the name of the ophthalmology department, and couldn't help but be surprised: Brain department?This little star named Ji He couldn't have lost his memory, right?

He unlocked the phone and confirmed the message he received yesterday, it was true.With a click of his tongue, Fang Yize walked to the nurse's station on the tenth floor and said politely, "Hi, Miss. I'm here to visit a patient named Ji He."

The little nurse who was lowering her head and dispensing the medicine didn't even look up, "Who are you?" An artist was admitted to the hospital, and the manager urged him not to leak information. Of course, she couldn't let everyone in.

"His boss." Fang Yize didn't care much, and said with a smile.

The little nurse finally looked up at him, and her first reaction was: Huh?The boss is so young?Pretty handsome.Immediately after reacting, he couldn't help but blush: "1008, go from here, turn the corner and see the first single ward."

The corners of Fang Yize's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled: "Thank you." He waved to the little nurse, turned around and was about to go over.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.The professionalism of the demon subduing master made him frown, how could he suddenly have a demonic aura?He looked up at the woman who had just stepped out of the elevator.

The woman is about [-] years old, with shrewdness in her beautiful eyebrows, long hair coiled up high, wearing a well-tailored white professional suit, walking in a hurry, she is undoubtedly a capable working woman.

Fang Yize stared at her thoughtfully for a while.White Pond?

"Second Young Master?" The woman sensed that someone was looking at him, and she glanced in Fang Yize's direction, with surprise flashing in her eyes, "Why are you here?"

Fang Yize was stunned for a moment.Do they know each other?

"You don't go to the company often, so maybe you don't know me." Lin Jie walked over and explained in a warm voice, "I'm Ji He's manager, Lin Jie. Are you here to visit Ji He?"

Fang Yize raised his eyebrows playfully.He came to visit on behalf of his company, and happened to meet a manager of the company, oh no, this Lin Jie is not human yet.

Life is really magnificent and wonderful!

Lin Jie didn't think about Fang Yize's aspect of subduing demon masters.

As the second son of the well-known Donghuang Entertainment in the industry, Fang Yize is well-known outside, and he is a perfect "second generation ancestor".Hearing that Fang Yize was visiting on behalf of the company, Lin Jie was somewhat taken aback. She hurriedly led Fang Yize to the ward, and quickly explained the situation.

Half a month ago, the artist Ji He brought by Lin Jie was on vacation in Qingdao. While swimming in the Golden Beach, he encountered a typhoon that crossed the border. He suffered a head injury and was hospitalized in a coma. Now his assistant Zhou Zhou is taking care of him. She is not at ease during this time. Live in the hotel opposite the hospital.

"Then how is he doing now?" Fang Yize felt that this kid was very unlucky. The leech took advantage of the typhoon to make trouble and just caught him. Seeing that Lin Jie was about to knock on the door, he asked by the way.

Lin Jie shook her head and smiled wryly.

Fang Yize couldn't help feeling a little more interested in it, wouldn't he really lose his memory?

The single ward where Ji He lives is fairly spacious, with an independent bathroom and a small balcony. When the weather clears up, bright sunlight pours down through the big windows, making the whole ward a little more angry.

Zhou Zhou who came to open the door for them had a baby face and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked cute. When he saw Fang Yize, he was stunned: "Sister Lin..."

Lin Jie pushed him in, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, Fang Yize, you can call him Second Young Master."

"Hello, Second Young Master!" Zhou Zhou quickly stood at attention and shouted respectfully.

"Hey, where did you find this kid!" Fang Yize was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands, "I'm just an idler, so there's no need to be so serious. Where's your Ji He?"

Zhou Zhou smiled embarrassedly, and pointed to the balcony.

Lin Jie couldn't help frowning and asked, "Still not talkative?"

"I've talked a lot these days, but..." Zhou Zhou hesitated for a while, "I always feel that Brother Ji is not as kind as before."

"Take it easy. After all, he hurt his head, so it's good if he doesn't have any sequelae." Lin Jie couldn't help but sigh, "It's better to talk less, he was too unpredictable before."

Hearing what they said, Fang Yize became a little curious.He put the fruit basket and lily on the coffee table, and glanced over to the balcony.

In order to decorate it beautifully, the hospital planted several plants of green radishes on the balcony of each ward. Ji He was wearing a hospital gown, holding a small watering can in his hand, and was carelessly watering the green radishes with his head down.Having lived in the courtyard for half a month, his hair has already grown a little, and it hangs softly on the side of his face. The morning sun is not too glaring, falling on his slightly trembling thick eyelashes through the half-opened window, rendering the A layer of hazy and misty colors.

As if sensing that someone was around, he stopped what he was doing, put the watering can back to its original place, turned his face slightly, half-closed his eyes, and looked over faintly.

Fang Yize noticed Ji He's eyes first.

That is a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.Under the trembling thick black eyelashes, there are eyes that are as cool and peaceful as the deep sea, but the end of the eyes is slightly raised, forming a very stunning, even gentle arc.

The next thing I noticed was the face.

Even in illness, the light blue blood vessels under the fair skin can be seen clearly under the sun, and the lip color is not very healthy, but it still allows people to clearly distinguish the handsome eyebrows that belong to the person in front of them.

Soft, but not weak.

Yo, still a beauty!

Second Young Master Fang couldn't help but whistled in his heart. #####It’s so cold~

Culinary skills battle five dregs, the author who cooked a bowl of salty wontons stomped his feet, took a sip of wonton soup, and stomped his feet and said.