"Bastard Qi, you've been spying on me!"

"Tsk, Mr. Qi, I have obeyed you, and Su Xiaoya can stand you." Owen Xiang was breathtaking.

"I'm always concerned about Lu Shijing's condition."

Qi Muchen lied, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, but Su Xiaoya had already run away angrily.

He could only put down the computer and chase it out immediately.

At the same time, he glared at Owen Xiang fiercely.

This glance made Owen Xiang shudder.

"Oh no, I have a feeling that your vinegar jar daddy is really going to withdraw my start-up capital. I'll have to take a look. ”

Owen Xiang immediately followed in a hurry.

After all three of them left, Qi Zixiao, who had been calm, breathed a sigh of relief.

Walk up to the juicer and squeeze yourself another glass of juice.

Tasting slowly, a sly smile flashed across his lips.

Finally quiet.

Well, simple mommy, I didn't deliberately split you up.

However, only when Daddy and Mommy are not there, he can do some private things that he doesn't want them to know.

After taking a sip of juice, Qi Zixiao sat back in his chair, clicked the mouse to his private mailbox, and intently read the email sent to him by his henchman bodyguard.

It clearly stated what they had reported to him.

The son of Sonny has been completely wiped out, and his underground acrobatic troupe has been burned to the ground.

In addition, according to the young master's instructions, they also spent a sum of money to move Grandma Anxin's grave to a more upscale place.

But there is not a word about the news of peace of mind.

Because the little young master personally told them very coldly two days ago not to tell him the slightest bit of news about peace of mind.

Qi Zixiao read these emails one by one, and a wave of annoyance surged in his heart.

These bodyguards are so stupid.

He said he didn't want to know, but they really carried it out seriously, and didn't inquire about the slightest news for him.

I was a little depressed in my heart, and when I thought of the word peace of mind, Qi Zixiao felt that my heart hurt a little again.

I was stunned when I sent it to the computer, but finally clicked the mouse to clear all these emails.

"Forget it, get back to work."

Qi Zixiao muttered to himself at the computer.

I closed my eyes and calmed down for a while, and when I opened them again, I had completely entered the cold working mode.

With his slender hand tapping on the computer, he clicked on the email in Aled's mailbox that he had just intercepted.

After quickly skimming, Qi Zixiao frowned.

Aled is actually very cautious, and the most common debriefing emails are heavily encrypted and use a lot of coded words.

So he could only see that the plastic man's nest had not shifted now and was still in place, but he couldn't figure out where it was after thinking about it for a long time.

"Since they have failed, let them all sleep for a long time."

Just such a simple sentence, written in Arabic, this is an order issued by Alled.

Arabic is also one of the languages that Qi Zixiao is proficient in.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what it meant literally.

If Alaed gave the order to kill them all, why didn't a single body be seen in the town?

If you want to see people alive and die to see corpses, now you can't see anything!

Qi Zixiao was a little annoyed, closed the computer and walked to the window, thinking about it quietly.

Daddy had entrusted him with this important task.

The old nest of plastic surgery people must be completely exterminated, and they must be cleaned up and left without further trouble.

(Education 123 Literature Network)