A powerful being transmigrated into a book about the apocalypse, transforming into a popular top star. Upon arrival, she's immediately asked to perform? No worries, she's got this!
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Ye Ming was surprised. When did Ali become Eagle's apprentice?
When Ali came back today, he heard Ali calling Eagle Boss. He was deliberately saying that because he didn't want anyone to know.
Ignoring Ye Ming's doubts and surprise, Carl hastily stubbed out his cigar on the table, turned around and strode toward the door, as if there was no room for negotiation.
"eagle!"
Ye Ming hurriedly called the person to stop.
Carl paused, but did not turn around. He simply lowered his head and slowly adjusted his cuffs.
Ye Ming stared at his retreating figure, his cloudy eyes filled with an unfathomable darkness. Undeterred, he asked again.
"Ali really can't give it to me?"
Upon hearing this, Carl stopped what he was doing, looked up, put his hands in his pockets, and made a move to lift his leg again.
Ye Ming took a breath, gritted his teeth, and finally conceded.
"Fine, I don't want Ali, I just want the lives of those people in the hotel."
Carl slightly raised his eyes, finally revealing a hint of satisfaction, but the moment he turned around, his expression returned to its coldness as he sat back down in his chair.
"Are you sure? Do you want those people from the hotel today?"
Ye Ming nodded fiercely, his hatred almost materializing.
"Yes, Ali knows who they are, and every single one of them must be accounted for."
Carl nodded knowingly, took a silver metal cigarette case from his bag, and then took out another cigar and held it in his hand.
"Okay, let's talk about the remuneration next."
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Sea City, Library.
Li Xin'er changed into a tracksuit again, lay on the roof, put her hands behind her head, crossed her legs, and leisurely admired the starry sky.
At this moment, Li Yiyuan stuck his head out of the lower window and looked up, searching for Li Xin'er's figure.
Due to the angle, he couldn't see anyone at all, so Li Yiyuan stepped onto the windowsill, trying to climb up.
Li Xin'er didn't want him to disturb her peace, so she spoke softly.
Looking for me?
Li Yiyuan paused in his climbing, and answered truthfully.
"Well, I need to talk to you about something. Can we talk in person?"
Li Xin'er guessed he would definitely talk about the original owner of this body, so she lost interest in looking at the stars and got up.
"I'm coming down."
Upon hearing this, Li Yiyuan retreated and waited by the window.
The rooftop is made of antique-style tiles and has a large slope. Without proper control, you'd find yourself at the crime scene right up there.
However, Li Xin'er moved around on the roof as if it were flat ground, just like a cat, without making a sound on the tiles.
She was as light as a swallow, leaping down, then using her toes to touch the side wall for leverage, she lunged forward, grabbed the window frame, and easily returned to the third floor.
He gently patted the dust off his hands and asked Li Yiyuan,
"What's up."
Li Yiyuan glanced at the three-person group playing Dou Dizhu (a card game), hesitated, pursed his lips, and suggested:
"Shall we go to the second floor?"
Li Xin'er nodded indifferently.
"OK."
When Xiaomi and Xiaomai saw the two people coming downstairs together, their eyes lit up, and their gossip instincts were activated again.
They were exchanging veiled accusations.
Look, take a look.
My favorite couple has become a real couple! I really want to move the marriage registry here!
With his back to Li Feng, he stared at the cards in his hand, focused on calculating how to win, and paid no attention to Li Xin'er and the other person's movements.
"Two twos, want them or not?"
"If you can't afford it, you pay."
Downstairs, the soft moonlight streamed through the window into the room, as if it were coated with a layer of silver frost.
Li Xin'er crossed her arms and leaned against the bookshelf beside her.
"Speak."
Li Yiyuan stood with his back to the window, his entire figure outlined, his face hidden in darkness under the backlight, looking lonely and aloof.
His hands, placed at his sides, were clenched into fists as he tried his best to suppress the tension in his heart.
"The mysteries of heaven and earth, the root of all energies. All gods pay homage, and thunder is commanded..."
Li Yiyuan murmured to her softly, starting with stumbling and gradually becoming more fluent, his voice growing louder and louder.
When Li Xin'er heard these familiar words again, she was momentarily stunned.
She knows this very well; she can recite it from memory!
Back then, those guys would nag her all the time, but later she just listened to them as lullabies.
Some, still quite interested, preemptively added a comment before Li Yiyuan could.
"Ghosts and demons lost their courage, and spirits and monsters went about their business."
She's not afraid? Li Yiyuan stood frozen in disbelief.
Li Xin'er stared at him like he was a clown, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"An exorcism spell?"
Li Yiyuan's face showed a moment of panic, but he quickly changed his tune and continued chanting.
"You ugly ghost, I know your name. You must be captured immediately, do not linger..."
Li Xin'er remained unresponsive.
Li Yiyuan, like a gambler blinded by greed, kept changing his words.
"The sun sets in the west, darkness falls. Every household bolts its doors. Travelers rush to inns, birds flee to the mountains, tigers return to the mountains..."
Finally, Li Yiyuan was completely 'drained' of his money. He frantically pulled a book from his pocket and frantically searched for something.
"How could it be useless? How could it be?"
Li Xin'er's smile grew even brighter, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, which were as cold as frost in an ice cellar.
Suddenly, Li Feng's excited voice came from upstairs.
"A pair of ghosts! A royal flush!"
At the same time,
'Bang!'
'Splash splash~'
Li Xin'er raised her foot and kicked Li Yiyuan, who was standing in front of the window, out of the window.
The sound of shattering glass echoed in the silent night.
Li Yiyuan was thrown from the second floor and lay on the street outside, surrounded by shattered glass. His hands and face were cut by flying glass and were covered in blood.
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