After the words were spoken, Jian Luo finally appreciated the legendary black face.
Guo Feilu's face suddenly darkened. Jian Luo actually regretted what he said, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. In the situation just now, if he didn't make a sarcastic remark, what if Guo Feilu really thought he was one of them and revealed Lu Shifeng's weakness?
Although he did not believe what Guo Feilu said, there was one point he agreed with, that is, Lu Shifeng was indeed unfathomable.
He wanted to live two more years.
I don't want to die so soon because I know too much.
"You're so bold." Guo Feilu's voice was a little cold, but his rosy face still wore a smile. "What? Do you think I really don't dare to do anything to you?"
Jian Luo quietly stepped back: "Why did you have to come to me? I'm really not that important to him, and I'm not as capable as you think."
Guo Feilu sneered, "No, you are very capable. No one has ever had your ability in the past thousands of years."
…
What does it mean?
Jian Luo was about to speak when suddenly, the balcony door was smashed open with a loud bang. The sound was so loud that it shocked people all over.
A tall man stood at the door. Lu Shifeng raised his eyelids and looked over. His blood-red eyes seemed to hold a cold, eerie light. Slowly, he raised his eyebrows and said in a clear, audible voice, "We're almost done talking, right?"
There was dead silence on the rooftop.
Before Jian Luo could react, Guo Feilu had already sensed the dangerous murderous aura. His expression changed, and when the dragon was about to spread its wings and fly away, Lu Shifeng, who was standing there, suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, Guo Feilu's entire body was thrown out.
20th floor.
Falling from the sky.
Dragons can spread their wings when in danger, but if they are suppressed by absolute power, if these wings cannot be spread, they will be useless.
"Bang!"
His body crashed onto a cloud car in the air. Before Guo Feilu could react, a figure stood beside him. When he landed in mid-air, he looked down at him with a disdainful look and a cold and murderous aura emanating from his body.
Guo Feilu slowly sat up, coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice with a smile: "Brother is very angry this time, I'm so scared."
Lu Shifeng said calmly: "If you dare to touch him, I will let you know what fear is."
Guo Feilu and Lu Shifeng's eyes met, and he continued to laugh: "If you have a weakness, it will be very dangerous. You know, humans are very fragile."
Lu Shifeng slowly squatted down: "If you say one more word, it will be dangerous."
“…”
Guo Feilu disappeared in a few flashes.
Jian Luo who was waiting above was a little worried that the two people would fall to their death, but then he thought, can't dragons all fly? They shouldn't die from falling from this height, but what if the two of them got into a fight and accidentally fell down!
The more Jian Luo thought about it, the more worried he became. He stood on the wall, tilting his head to look down but didn't dare. Just as he was hesitating, a voice came from behind him: "What are you looking at?"
"Oh my god!" Jian Luo's hair stood on end. He turned around and saw Lu Shifeng standing behind him. He patted his heart and said, "I was so scared. I thought something happened to you!"
Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of him or me?"
Jian Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "What am I afraid of him doing?"
…
Lu Shifeng was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to him: "Come here."
To be honest, if the Marshal extended his hand, life or death would be in jeopardy. Jian Luo hesitated for a moment before finally walking over obediently. He stood beside Lu Shifeng and whispered, "Where's Guo Feilu?"
Lu Shifeng said, "Let's go."
Fortunately, he is not dead.
I feel that he is not surprised by what the Marshal said.
Jian Luo still had a lot of questions in his mind, but when he saw Lu Shifeng's fierce face, he swallowed all the words. As the saying goes, the more you know, the more dangerous it is. He decided to continue to be a brainless person, without worries and dangers.
But there was one question he could still ask.
"How did you know I was here?" Jian Luo raised his head: "You came just in time."
Lu Shifeng looked down at him, as if he was disdainful of Jian Luo's intelligence: "When I gave you the bracelet, I told you that it could monitor your safety."
Jian Luo suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"
The two men walked down the stairs. The director in the private room had drunk a little too much and was still clamoring for another drink.
Jian Luo said to him: "Director, I'm going back first."
The director couldn't help but say, "Why did Luoluo go back? Don't leave, come and have some more drinks. Philadelphia, come in and have a drink with us."
Jian Luo was embarrassed, and Lu Shifeng beside him said for him: "He doesn't want to drink anymore, I'll take him back, you guys continue, the bill has been settled."
The director didn't hear clearly and nodded randomly.
The director's hand on the wine glass almost dropped after the others had left for quite a while. He hesitated and asked, "Who was that person in front of Luo Luo just now?"
The staff beside him looked at each other in confusion: "Guo, Guo Philadelphia?"
"Maybe..."
"I can't remember clearly."
“Who is it?”
No one can remember it clearly, but they always feel that something is wrong.
The next day.
Jian Luo successfully overslept today.
"I'm used to it," Wang Heng said. "Just get used to your being late, leaving early, and asking for leave every day. If it weren't for the peppers you cultivated, I would have always thought you were a backdoor relative, even though I still think so now."
“…”
So true.
Jian Luo wanted to struggle again: "If I say that I worked hard to become a relative, can you believe it?"
Wang Heng: “Haha.”
After the two finished their daily chat, Jian Luo gave a simple watermelon cultivation plan. The four seasons on Dark Star are different from those on Earth. The seasons here are very long, with one year as one latitude. Jian Luo has been traveling here for nearly a year, and the weather is still summer now, and the temperature is very hot.
Now his belly is becoming more and more obvious. When he bends down, you can see some small round curves, and he looks white and plump.
Jian Luo said to the light screen displayed on the information terminal, "When growing watermelons, the most important thing to think about is disease prevention. Your seed is diseased. Watermelons are actually quite prone to disease, and there are many factors that cause disease, so it's difficult to prevent them all."
Wang Heng asked, "Have you ever grown one?"
Jian Luo's mouth twitched. "It's just a reasonable guess. Besides, we have a lot of books on Earth, so I can look up information. It's okay. In fact, if you are willing to condescend to look up more information on ancient Earth when you develop seeds, many things will be much easier."
Wang Heng stood by and said, "Do you think we are so arrogant? It's not that we don't translate, but there are too many languages on your ancient Earth. There are so many languages, especially ancient texts. Who can understand them?"
“…”
Sorry, I misunderstood you.
Jian Luo thought about it and it made sense. In English, French and Chinese, it turns out that the Dark Star people will also have a day when they can't understand the words and grammar. That's really fun to see!
So Jian Luo and Wang Heng spent the next afternoon thinking about watermelons. In order to ensure that the planting of seeds would be foolproof, he even submitted an application to check the information left over from the ancient Earth.
Wang Heng said, "The success rate is about 50-50."
Jian Luo wanted to wait, but he never expected that his application would be rejected. The viewing limit for the information application was incorrect. Research from the research institute showed that the nutritional value of watermelon was not high enough to apply for research information.
…
Wang Heng patted his shoulder and said, "Figure it out yourself."
Jian Luo was very confused: "I'm just looking at some information. How can you act like you're protecting state secrets? That's too much."
Wang Heng said seriously, "You're wrong. The equipment used by Earthlings to record information in their database was too low-level. As a result, every time information was transferred, half of the power equipment in the research institute had to work simultaneously to support this low-level database from collapsing..."
The corner of Jian Luo's mouth twitched: "I'm really sorry."
Wang Heng: "Look at it more positively."
…
Because the data transmission route was cut off, Jian Luo had to put his watermelon planting plan on hold again. He was just worrying about it when he suddenly received a call from Su Liang: "Hello, Mom."
Su Liang said, "Luoluo, are you free these two days?"
Jian Luo was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
Because he knew Su Liang quite well, he would not contact him unless there was something important. After all, he had been pregnant for so long, and he would not be contacted unless there was something important.
Su Liang hesitated for a moment and said, "Your brother's school is going to hold a parent-teacher meeting. Mom wanted to ask if you could go if you are free."
Jian Luo hesitated: "Mom isn't going?"
Su Liang hesitated for a moment: "Mom has never been there, but she knows that school is full of Dark Star people. If I go there, I will probably embarrass A Sheng..."
Jian Luo was silent for a moment: "Mom, you have to be more confident in yourself, you are no worse than others."
Su Liang still disagreed.
"Then let's go together?" Jian Luo hoped Su Liang could go out more often to see the world: "I'll go with you, okay? You also want to see where A Sheng lives, and his school."
Su Liang was indeed very moved. In fact, all parents in this world would not make such a choice unless they were forced to do so. Now that Jian Luo was willing to accompany her, it inexplicably gave her some confidence.
"Okay." Su Liang finally nodded: "That's tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting. See you tomorrow morning?"
Jian Luo agreed.
But now there is a more serious matter - why does he want to take leave again?
Can I still have holidays now?
He must not get any salary this month. By the way, can we still approve his leave even though this is the case?
After thinking it over, Jian Luo looked at Wang Heng on the side and said, "Well, let me ask you something."
Wang Heng: "What's wrong?"
"Well, if I keep asking for leave at this rate, what do you think the probability is that I'll be able to get it successfully?" Jian Luo changed the question: "Or are there many people like me here?"
Wang Heng said, "Don't worry, people like this are fine."
Jian Luo nodded: "That's good."
“Because they were all fired.”
“…”
The author has something to say: Longzai: We also want to have a parent-teacher conference, hmm.
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