My Death God Roommate

Zeng Tianhan said indiscriminately: "You are really a loyal and good soldier? I know better than you what the Yellow Desert Ridge is. My master just entered it and never came out again! What kind of responsibility is it that righteousness binds me to accompany you?" You die, that's fine! Didn't the director appoint your sister? Let her be with you!"

Mu Rong strode over, clutching Zeng Tianhan's lapel tightly with both hands, and said with red eyes: "Don't try to trick Sang Yu, or I'll be rude to you."

Zeng Tianhan was dizzy with anger, and he said this just to poke Sang Tong's pain, but he didn't expect to provoke Mu Rong to be so excited, so he weakened and grabbed Mu Rong's hand: "Let go."

"Sang Yu is just an ordinary person, you can ask me to do anything, don't try to drag her into the water, understand?"

"Murong, let go first."

"I asked you if you understood!"

"I heard you, let go!"

Only then did Mu Rong pant heavily and loosen Zeng Tianhan's lapel.

She glanced at Sang Tong lightly: "I will take Sang Yu away as soon as possible." After speaking, she left 402.

After Mu Rong left, Zeng Tianhan sat on the sofa and looked at Sang Tong with a smile: "What a good sister, ha! You can die, and we can die with you, but your precious sister can't die, right?"

"Who said that if you go in, you will definitely die?"

"Then why did you let your sister run away?"

Sang Tong stared at Zeng Tianhan for a long time: "Sang Yu is not a member of the bureau, she is just an innocent girl who is more fragile than ordinary people, she cannot be involved just because she is my sister, there are many people with yin and yang eyes in this world , Is it because she is my younger sister that she has to bear this?"

Zeng Tianhan hummed and didn't answer.

"I have been in the bureau for so many years, and there has never been a mission that has been lurking for two full years, so you should be aware of the seriousness of this mission. It is definitely not a coincidence that there are problems on the southwest and northeast sides at the same time. The bureau is currently missing I can understand that the chief of manpower asked Sang Yu to help, but I can't agree. Now is not the time to be angry, you should decide whether you want to participate or not."

……

Zeng Tianhan returned to 403, and Mu Rong was sitting on the sofa in the dark.

He sat across from Murong and took out the cigarette case: "Can I?"

"random."

"Thank you."

Mu Rong looked at the red light spot on the opposite side flickering and dimming, and his heart was in a mess.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll take Sang Yu out of here tomorrow, and come back after I settle her down."

"How do you come back, will she agree?"

"I can let Ah Miao temporarily replace my physical body to play me, and the soul will fly back out of the body, how about you?"

"I'm leaving early tomorrow morning."

"Are you not going to take care of this?"

"As a Northeast person, how can I give up my hometown? I just went to Changbai Mountain to get back my golden knife. I don't have as many means as Sang Tong. Among the three magic weapons, the golden knife is the most lethal and the most powerful." Practical, since it is a tough battle, of course we must prepare well.”

"rest early."

"Ah."

Mu Rong didn't sleep all night, and when it was dawn, he found out his luggage. In order to avoid arousing Sang Yu's suspicion, he simply packed a few sets of changed clothes.

Then she sat on the bed and watched Sang Yu thinking about how to persuade her. She didn't think of a word until Sang Tong asked the two of them to have breakfast.

On the contrary, Sang Tong was thoughtful, put down his chopsticks and said to Sang Yu, "Yuwaer, I booked a ticket to Sacheon for you and Murong, please go home and take a look for me."

"Okay, sister Tongtong isn't going back?"

"Let me get ready, I'm afraid my mother will break my leg."

Sang Yu's eyes dimmed: "Sister, you haven't been home for eight years. Uncle and aunt miss you very much. Take this opportunity to go back with us, Master Xiaofang."

Sang Tong smiled and rubbed Sang Yu's head: "I will definitely go home with you during the Chinese New Year this year. The shop is closed during this time. Go back and have a look for me while you are free. Don't tell them about me, let alone They're with us, you know?"

"……it is good."

Sang Tong pulled Mu Rong to the balcony and put the bank card in her hand: "You take this, time is running out, listen to me, this flight will be canceled due to weather problems, and then you will take Yuwa Just find a destination and go anywhere, don't tell me."

Sang Tong took out another mobile phone and handed it to Mu Rong: "This is a special mobile phone made by our bureau. It has the function of anti-tracking and positioning. I will contact you when our affairs are over, and you will come back with Yuwaer."

"What about you? You don't need my help?"

"If you come back too, who will protect Yuwa'er?"

"I can let Ah Meow into my body..."

"No, listen to me. If I die, someone named Wang Hao will contact you through this phone. He is my best friend and a trustworthy person. He will tell you something about Yuwaer .”

"I can ask Hao Jiefang to take care of Sang Yu. I'll go with you. One more person will give you a better chance of winning. What will happen to Sang Yu if you have an accident?"

Sang Tong grabbed Mu Rong's shoulders with both hands, and looked straight into her eyes: "Some things, if I can survive, I will tell you personally, or I will make a judgment after you see Wang Hao, before that, you have to beware of people from the underworld. "

Murong opened her mouth, and what Sang Yu said in her ear the night she killed Pipa Ghost King echoed in her ears: "Don't trust the people in the underworld."

"Okay, take care of yourself."

"Thank you, take good care of Yuwa for me."

"I will."

"Also, try not to take the means of transportation that require an ID card to buy a ticket, and don't stay in a hotel when you arrive at the destination. Find a daily rental house, the one that renews every day. You should pay more deposits so you don't need an ID card. This time The task won't take long, at most one month will see the result."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Sang Yu hugged Sang Tong at the door: "Sister, I don't want to go home, can I stay?"

"You are obedient, and you will come back after ten days and half a month. You are still pestering your sister at this age?"

After Mu Rong and Sang Yu left, Zeng Tianhan also left.

Sang Tong kept staring at the time, four hours passed quickly, and she estimated that Mu Rong and Sang Yu should already be on their way out of Shanyang City.

"Ding dong."

Doorbell rang.

"Who?"

"I, Zeng Tianhan."

Sang Tong frowned: "Did you forget something?"

Pushing open the door, the expression on Sang Tong's face froze.

Next to Zeng Tianhan stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, followed by two young men dressed in the same suit.

"May I come inside?"

"Chief?"

Sang Tong never expected that the director of the Special Incident Management Bureau would come over in person, and hurriedly stepped aside: "Please come in."

Su Sifang stood up, clasped his hands together and saluted.

The bureau chief smiled and nodded: "Master Xiao Su, please come and be safe."

Zeng Tianhan was like a defeated rooster, he didn't regain some energy until he met Sang Tong, even so he still didn't dare to look directly at the mysterious chief, and followed Sang Tong to the kitchen while he was pouring tea: "I They were stopped halfway, where are Mu Rong and the others?"

"Let's go. They're not inside the bureau. The bureau chief won't embarrass them."

Zeng Tianhan looked back and saw that no one was approaching, so he asked eagerly, "Will I die!?"

"Not for the time being, but I won't know when we get to the Yellow Desert Ridge."

Zeng Tianhan breathed a sigh of relief, he died in the task because he was not good at learning, as long as he won't be executed.

Sang Tong offered tea to the director: "Director, please drink tea."

"Thank you, sit down."

"Yes."

"Xiao Zeng sit down too."

"Thank you Chief."

"How are the preparations?"

"Preparing."

"Where's your sister and that errand?"

Sang Tong straightened her back and put her hands on her knees: "As the team leader of this operation, I have the right to decide whether my team members will stay or not. Besides, they are not insiders, so I let them go."

The director smiled slightly and turned his head to look sideways. The man standing behind the sofa understood, presented a kraft paper portfolio and put a suitcase on the coffee table.

"Xiao Zeng, open it and have a look."

"Yes."

The sound box opened with a crisp sound of metal mouth popping, and there was another magic weapon of Zeng Tianhan inside: the golden knife.

"Director?!"

"On behalf of the bureau, I would like to express my deep condolences and regrets for the death of the third grandmother. After a period of negotiation, the Ma family decided to return the golden knife to its original owner. This time, you must cherish it carefully."

Zeng Tianhan held the golden knife in his hand, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Yes, thank you, Director."

Director Niu took out a stack of A4 papers from the portfolio, five copies in total.

The four characters "Confidentiality Agreement" are printed on the cover of each copy.

"Sang Tong, have you talked to Xiao Zeng about the specific content of the mission?"

"I have said a part, but the specific details have not yet been implemented."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I will tell you in detail later."

Sang Tong looked at the five agreements on the table and sneered.

He handed Su Sifang and Zeng Tianhan a copy, and he took a copy and opened the overview. It was the same old format, and there was nothing special to pay attention to, so he turned to the last page and signed.

Then he dipped the ink pad again, and just about to put down the handprint, his body trembled.

She heard the sound of a key being used to open the door, and turned her head in shock.

The door opened, and Sang Yu and Murong walked in one after the other.

Sang Tong's pupils shrank: "Why are you... Wang Hao?!"

Behind Sang Yu and Mu Rong came an unattractive man who was Sang Tong's best friend and comrade-in-arms.

The Supernatural Function Section of the Special Incident Management Bureau, section chief: Wang Hao.

"Sang Tong, long time no see."

Sang Tong stood up, clenched his fists and looked at the person coldly: "What do you mean?"

Wang Hao shrugged helplessly, the director leaned over and nodded Sang Tong: "Be safe and don't be impatient, sit down and talk."

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