After Qin Jiandan left, Fengjian thought that tonight was short of time and the assassination plan would have to be carried out tomorrow at the earliest, but Xiaoxia suddenly turned into the King of Urgency:
"It's all my fault, Kazama, for accidentally exposing my murderous intention towards the young master! I can't do anything if I don't restore the young master's favor with me as soon as possible... I'm going to assassinate Ding Ling now!"
Kazama half-squinted his eyes:
"Are you tired and stupid with the tea tray on your head? The one you want to kill is the "Polytechnic Ding Chun", not the rabbit reporter. I haven't prepared the assassination props yet, you can even remember the assassination target wrongly..."
"I remember correctly! It's just that Ding Ling's chest is bigger than mine, which is very annoying. It would be great if we could kill him together! Assassination props and the like, couldn't it be done in just ten minutes with Kazama's intelligence? Leave everything else to me and the nine ninjas, there will definitely be no problems!"
4 hours later.
Kazama, who was wearing printed pajamas, got into the summer quilt from above with his bare feet. His little head lay flat on the pillow, and he took off his glasses and placed them on the right side of the pillow.
"Ameng Kazama! There is a slight problem with the assassination mission. What should I do?"
Just as she was about to close her eyes, Xiaoxia ran back to the bedroom with a cry in her eyes. She knelt down next to Fengjian.
Kazama sat up from the quilt, picked up his glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose:
"Why, you finally killed Ding Ling by mistake?"
"It's not that kind of problem!" Xiaoxia's cheeks and ninja uniform were stained with a little mud, showing that she climbed over the wall for covert operations:
"The Nine Ninjas and I went to Ding Chun's personal villa. After the Nine Ninjas lured the bodyguards away, I used the phantom stand-in technique to sneak into Ding Chun's bedroom and placed the phlogiston disease catalyst..."
"I understand." Kazama hit the palm of his left hand with his right fist, "You forgot to open the sealed package of the catalyst."
"I opened it!" Xiaoxia said anxiously, "Don't always interrupt the team leader!"
"It's just...it's just that when I opened the package, I forgot to hold my breath and accidentally inhaled a little apple fragrance! Wouldn't it be dangerous for me to spread phlogiston ash immediately? When I was hesitating, Ding Chun I came back from the bathroom. I was afraid of being discovered, so I had no choice but to leave..."
The silver-haired lolita in the printed pajamas showed a hopeless expression:
"The concentration of phlogiston ash in the air in the inner city is very low. You only left the catalyst, which is equivalent to a complete failure of the assassination mission."
"It's not a complete failure!" Xiaoxia shook Kazama's weak body from the side:
"The nine ninjas are very good at imitating dog barking. Neither the bodyguards nor Ding Chun noticed us! Didn't the young master say that as long as the covert action does not leave traces, if the first assassination fails, a second assassination can be carried out!"
Kazama: "But the catalyst has been used up. The second assassination will definitely be more difficult than the first. Miss, you should just go to sleep."
"Eh? Can I sleep now?" Xiaoxia was surprised and happy:
"When I wake up tomorrow, Kazama, will you give me any clever ideas so that I can make up for my mistakes tonight?"
Kazama: "That's a 'good idea in the bag'. Isn't the kind of clever plan you want too tricky?" Failure is failure. There is no use worrying about it now, miss. You might as well have a good sleep and apologize to the young master with your mouth when you get up tomorrow. "
"Okay, I'm going to wash up now!" Xiaoxia was really big-hearted. She jumped up from the tatami and walked to the bathroom, muttering in a low voice:
"If the apology doesn't come out of my mouth, how can it be said from anywhere else! I don't want to be punished by kneeling again. I'll try another assassination after I've had enough sleep!"
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Pushing the time forward slightly, Ding Chun, wearing a bathrobe, limped back to his bedroom from the luxurious bathroom.
The trauma caused by Ouyang Suixing has not yet healed. Not only is Ding Chun unable to move, he can only sit sideways when sitting in a chair to avoid excessive pressure on his buttocks.
"Eh? Where does the apple smell come from? He sprayed air freshener randomly without my permission. When I find out who it is, I will fire him!"
The bedroom is beautifully decorated, and the size of the bed is particularly amazing, allowing 7 or 8 people to roll on it.
This villa is built on a hillside away from the media and is specially used to receive female fans (Ding Chun has no male fans either). Because Ouyang Suixing came uninvited, this place temporarily became a quiet place to recuperate.
Pulling the bathrobe to wipe the water drops on his chest, Ding Chun leaned forward and sat behind the bar-style round table, looking at the black night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
The informant sent back news that a Nianhui assassin responded to the reward and went to attack Qin Jiandan, but failed. If you want to mobilize the motivation of stronger assassins, you must increase the bounty amount.
Ding Chun poured himself a glass of red wine. Normally, the maid would be responsible for this kind of thing, but recently he looked too embarrassed and didn't want more people to see him.
"The abominable Qin Jiandan, and the abominable senior brother of Qin Jiandan! How dare he...how dared to treat me..."
The humiliation of that night made Ding Chun's hand holding the wine glass tremble.
On a whim, Ding Chun picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.
"Hello? This is "Crime Fighters" magazine. Do you have any news clues you would like to provide? "
Ding Ling's voice came out from the microphone. She happened to be on duty, and Ding Chun showed an evil smile on her lips:
"Sister, it's me. Can you come to Yuanshan Villa and stay with me?"
When Ding Ling heard his half-brother's voice, he immediately wanted to hang up the phone, but Ding Chun stopped him and said:
"Don't worry, after mom has trained me, I won't do bad things to you again. It's true! I'm in a very low mood now. For the sake of our brother-sister relationship, can you come over here? Want to talk to me?"
"..."
"I will reimburse you for the round trip fare and lost work time! In fact, there is nothing to do in that shabby magazine job. As long as you get along well with me, I can arrange a position for you in the family foundation..."
Ding Ling hung up the phone with a "Kacha" force. Ding Chun held the handset that made a busy signal and thought hard but couldn't figure out which sentence he said was wrong.
Ding Chun couldn't understand at all what was worth cherishing about a job in a magazine that was tiring, dangerous and didn't pay much.
After drinking the red wine in the glass, Ding Chun's pearl-like white skin revealed a reddish color, but her delicate facial features combined with an animalistic ferocity:
"You shameless woman! If it weren't for mother's sake, I would have sent someone to kidnap you!"
The few stars behind the clouds reminded Ding Chun of something. He slowly stood up and took out an e-cigarette from the bedside table, lighting one with unusual skill and holding it in his mouth.
The Luo and Ding families jointly decided to let Ding Chun develop into the entertainment industry and tried their best to create a pure and clean image, so he had to hide the fact that he was a chain smoker. A reporter who secretly photographed Ding Chun smoking had his legs broken and received death threats.
In addition to "smoking afterwards", whenever Ding Chun feels irritable, he can't help but want to smoke. The smell of apples in the bedroom today is really annoying and needs to be washed away with the smell of cigarettes.
The hip injury prevented Ding Chun from standing for long, so he sat back on the leather chair behind the round table, smoking and looking up at the stars.
There were too many female fans coming to his door, and Ding Chun was a little tired of it. The more his half-sister resisted and the more his mother blocked the matter, the more irritated Ding Chun felt.
"It seems that we have to kill Qin Jiandan first... The assassins of Nianhui are too good, why don't you ask the cousin who has won three consecutive "Superman Arena" championships? "
Thinking of his cousin Ding Jinwei's ancient-style face, Ding Chun shuddered in the temperature-friendly bedroom.
"Forget it. My cousin's status in the family is not comparable to mine. He can't agree to such a boring thing...cough! Cough!"
Ding Chun stared at the e-cigarette between his fingers strangely. He had never coughed when smoking before.
This brand of e-cigarette requires only two steps to ignite, one step less than other brands. Ding Chun, who could not understand the brief instructions on the cigarette box, had a soft spot for this brand.
Although there are reports that this brand of e-cigarettes has been circumvented during quality inspection and will produce trace amounts of phlogiston when burned, there has never been a record of users suffering from phlogiston disease. Ding Chun is never absent from physical education classes. He considers himself to be physically strong and has outstanding resistance. Phlogiston disease is only suffered by the poor and weak.
"Ahem! Ahem... It must be because of a bad mood! When I kill Qin Jiandan and then grab Ding Ling's rabbit ears and press her on the bed, I will be happy again!"
"By the way, I heard that Qin Jiandan also has a sister. She hides in the Yelonghui headquarters all day long and it's hard to deal with her... But there will always be opportunities in the future! If you dare to mess with our Ding family, you will definitely end up... cough, cough!"
Not only did Ding Chun's cough become more and more severe, but he also felt his throat was unusually itchy. When he reached out and touched it, he found that a small piece of skin on his neck seemed to be swollen.
He threw away the e-cigarette with great confusion, got up and looked in the full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom. Ding Chun was shocked to find that sand-like pure red patches appeared on his neck and chest, like a red galaxy on his body, flashing with ominous gleams.
"ah!
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Ding Chun was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Even though he was ignorant, he had heard of this fatal disease. At first, erythema will appear on the body, and slowly the erythema will gradually turn gray. The only outcome for the patient is that the body will be covered with gray spots, weaken and die...
“Burn, burn, burn, burn, phlogiston disease!
How could I get phlogiston disease if I'm so rich! "
The illness in the mirror was absolutely real. Ding Chun was so frightened that he burst into tears. His fashionable, ironed and curly hair with long sideburns completely fell away, revealing his weird big ears that he had deliberately hidden in front of the camera.
"Dad...Dad, save me! I don't want to die! My life is so happy, how can it end early! Bodyguards! Bodyguards, where are you all? Call my dad quickly! Call my dad quickly! !”
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