Chapter 420: Everyday Night, Different People (Part 2)

At this moment in the night scene, Ye Sheng, who was thought to be omnipotent by a certain girl, was actually behind the desk, with her slender white palms grasping into her burgundy slightly curly long hair.

Showing her troubles at the moment.

Originally, she was scheduled to go to Beijing University today to see if there were any problems with Fang Ran and the other two people, as well as the space jump for them to move.

After all, this was something she approved. From the perspective of the Night Bureau, she thought it was necessary for her to care about it.

but...

Next was something that troubled her a little.

She didn't know how to face Fang Ran.

It was no longer a night's dream, she once again dreamed of her despairing narrow room,

Afraid of the death of his companions in the night game, afraid of not being able to protect the night game left to him by his father,

Although she didn't show it on her face at the time, she actually knew that she was dying at that moment.

It was the dark young man who ferociously rushed into the narrow Forbidden City, breaking through his own sword formation in his blurred vision as he struggled to control his mind.

He hugged himself into his arms, ignored all his words and growled hoarsely to himself:

-'In order to find you, I went around the entire capital tonight! ’-

The dark young man roared hoarse words, calming Ye Sheng at that time.

Everything that happened that night was unbelievable to her after she learned about it.

Patrolling the city all night...it turned out to be exactly what he said...

‘He’ went around the capital.

But...why does it look like Fangran...!

Yesheng felt a headache again.

Although... although, she knew it was Night Crow, and she was secretly relieved that Night Crow had not disappeared, not to mention the shocking joy that she actually chose to join the Night Crow.

But, I don't know why...

She always instinctively didn't know how to face Fang Ran. Maybe it was because she kept thinking of what happened that night?

So she even subconsciously did not go to Beijing University today, but stayed in the night office to process documents until now.

It's like escaping...

Although Yesheng himself would definitely not admit it.

"Oh...what am I struggling with..."

Leaning weakly on the office chair, Ye Sheng pressed his forehead with his wrist and sighed to himself.

Is it just because Ye Ya was using Fang Ran's appearance?

Although they had been training together for a week, she still didn't know much about Fangran, because every time she appeared, he was always too timid to look at her.

The only time they were able to talk normally was when they were attacked by Arakawa.

"Yesheng, haven't you rested yet?"

At this time, a gentle voice asked unexpectedly.

"Huh? Resuscitation, it's you, it's okay, I'm just thinking about something."

Ye Sheng turned around and saw a revived figure walking in from the door.

"What are you thinking about?"

Su Xing looked at her and smiled and asked, blinking his beautiful eyes as if curious. Yesheng paused for a moment, then sighed and said:

"It's about the relevant parties... No, it's about Ye Crow. I've been a little bit recently... Forget it, it's nothing. I'm sorry to say something confusing. I'll finish it right away. Susuka, you go and rest first. "

Halfway through, he changed the subject and Ye Sheng smiled at Su Xing.

"Well, well, don't be too busy too late. After all, there will be a 'national war' with those participants in Europe in a while."

Not sure why....

Alas, actually I know everything...

Although Su Xing answered with a smile, looking at the busy person behind the desk in front of him, he could still tell at a glance that she was struggling with something, and he sighed with a headache and thought,

Really...what should I do from now on?

...

...

The night is long, and people in different places spend their different time.

No matter where in the world it is.

Unlike Huaxia, which has already fallen into the night,

At this moment, North America is bathed in beautiful morning sunshine.

A large area of ​​buildings rises and falls continuously, but it is not a majestic city, but...

A huge manor comparable to a small city.

The end of the mountains, the depths of the manor, a place where not many people can enter,

In the splendor of the palace, a figure with silver hair sat by the window several floors high. She crossed her sexy legs that could arouse any man, and held her cheek with one hand, but she didn't pay attention to the window. The scenery unfolding is so shocking and magnificent.

Instead, he looked at the report on the table in front of him with a chuckle on his lips.

A report that Abel had just finished counting and sorting out yesterday.

Looking at the above several large companies under Fiseld's name, the investment plans and the generous returns that can be obtained in the long-term future, as well as the growth forecast curves of various capital profits, the figures are obviously growing significantly...

There is also a summary of Abel’s personal report that he did not hesitate to praise in the last piece.

Veronica chuckled happily, but she was not because of those companies in China whose profits were growing. Those growth figures that were unattainable for ordinary people in their lifetimes were meaningless to her.

What really makes her happy and makes her smile with a smile of satisfaction is...

He finally started to get in touch...

"Haha, money, power, status, connections, everything. With just one order, countless manpower and financial resources can help you achieve your wishes. How does it feel to realize everything?"

Veronica smiled softly, her silver-grey eyes drooping with a profound smile, like a queen whispering with hope, her laughter echoed in her palace.

"I look forward to you borrowing my power again, Fangran..."

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...

In addition to these, starting from the capital, the distant ground traces northward, all the way back to a small city in northern China.

The black, elongated Lincoln ran silently through the night, passing through the city from outside the city, and then stopped in front of the gate of the villa near the community.

Yin Kui, who was in charge of driving, got out of the car with a stiff expressionless face. However, he did not open the car door like a butler, but just stood beside the car door.

Then a terrifying and strange scene happened,

Beside him, there were six other figures also wearing black butler and maid costumes,

Out of thin air, yes, they appeared on both sides of the car door out of thin air.

Blonde foreign women, handsome young men, charming black-haired women, and... and...

Each of them has outstanding, star-worthy looks, but...

At this moment, they were all standing quietly on both sides of the car door with expressionless faces.

Wearing a pure black maid costume, the enchanting and glamorous woman, who seemed to have a hint of ghostly aura, fulfilled her duties as the head maid and opened the car door.

Then the first person to stretch out was her pale arm in the dark night. She had an extremely charming mixed-race face under her black hair, with a mysterious chuckle. She wore a long black silk skirt on her seductive body, and her high heels were on the ground.

She got out of the car, looked at her home, and showed a coquettish and satisfied smile.

Then she suddenly looked at the weakest figure among the seven, frowned slightly and thought for a moment, smiled sweetly, and chuckled in a charming and slightly hoarse voice:

"Now that there is a better medium, you are not needed."

The blonde maid beside her nodded, and then the black shadow behind her grew violently, as if a three-headed beast was brewing and ready to eat...

But at this moment, she suddenly looked towards the entrance of the community not far away, waved her hand to stop all the strange scenes, and the black shadow disappeared behind the blonde maid.

Not long after, a middle-aged man appeared from the neighborhood on a bicycle. The moment he saw her, he was obviously stunned.

"Good evening, Mr. Fang."

"Ah, hello, that...Ms. Huoxuan."

The middle-aged man looked at his neighbor who had moved in not long ago, as if he had just returned, but...

He looked at the people beside him without relaxing his brows.

Recruiting again? Where did she find these unusual-looking housekeepers and maids?

The middle-aged man was puzzled. He actually didn't know this. He simply felt that with a face like that, there was no need to work as a servant for others.

But maybe this is the world of rich people.

With this in mind, he didn't intend to say hello, so he just planned to get in the car and leave, but she smiled and asked:

"It's so late, Mr. Fang, where are you going?"

"Ah, isn't it getting cold now? Our company's heating shift has started, and I'm working the night shift today."

The middle-aged man replied seriously, and she smiled slightly in surprise:

"That's right. It's really hard work. If Mr. Fang wants to change his job, I should be able to help."

"Hey, no need, I'm doing a good job."

As expected, the middle-aged man waved his hand and refused decisively and seriously. She looked at him and did not insist.

As before, he didn't accept it at all...or should I say, he was very vigilant about not accepting his kindness.

Don’t you want to get involved with a class whose economic power is very different? Haha...it’s really like...

"Then I'll go to work first."

The middle-aged man nodded to her, then got on his bicycle and left. He was not sloppy at all, nor was he awestruck or fawning like the people nearby.

"Well, see you next time, Mr. Fang."

Her smile was as coquettish and mysterious as ever. When the middle-aged man was no longer visible, the dark fear grew and spread again from behind the blond maid...

Then he ate the weakest figure in one bite.

she...

The slight smile on the witch's face remained unchanged, and she walked into the villa door. She felt the beating of the heart in her chest that did not belong to her, but already belonged to her. Her violet-colored pupils were full of crazy obsession and morbidity. Fanatical, whispering to himself:

"No one can hurt my doll, no one..."

Behind her, dressed in black, all her media,

Whether it is Yinkui, Xinya, Seral, Zangren, Heima, or Yaohe, they all have slightly pale faces.

Follow her into the villa door without emotion...