Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

last night……

When Meng Yutang woke up, he was stimulated by a familiar smell.

She covered her mouth and nose immediately, bent over and sat up almost as a conditioned reflex.

By the way, he raised his hand to touch the faces of the people around him.

But Zhou Beicheng didn't wake up with such a big movement, obviously passed out.

"North City! North City!"

She raised her hand and shook Zhou Beicheng twice, but there was no response.

Seeing the black shadow outside the window, Meng Yutang got out of bed and stood neatly behind the curtain by the window, the wisps of green smoke coming in from the window were clearly within her sight.

Someone seemed to be trying to crawl in.

She lifted her foot and kicked the man down, then immediately opened all the windows, turned over and jumped down.

Of the three people in the courtyard, one hadn't had time to stand up yet, and the other, Meng Yutang, was a little more familiar.

He raised his eyes and seemed to recognize Meng Yutang, and said respectfully: "Miss, the master invites you to go back."

Meng Yutang looked at him coldly.

"I have nothing to do with you."

She turned to leave, but was stopped in front of her.

"Miss! The master is seriously ill, and he has missed you all these years!"

The moonlight was very cold, reflecting on Meng Yutang.

Her eyes were still cold by the moonlight.

"What is there to miss about a dead person! Don't blame me for being rude if you talk nonsense!"

She knew that this group of people would not let it go, she subconsciously touched her waist, but after changing her clothes, there were no guns and daggers.

There are organs and alarms everywhere in Jinyuan, she knew the location clearly, so she walked forward immediately,

But someone grabbed her shoulders violently. She was only four or five meters away from the nearest organ, but several people completely blocked her way.

She clasped one person's arm with her backhand, pressed down fiercely, then rose into the air and kicked the other person's face.

The two fell to the ground in an instant, the pain was so painful that they didn't dare to cry out. Meng Yutang was about to run over to press the mechanism, but the next moment someone grabbed his ankle, and then something caught him. It was pitch black above his head and in front of him, and a strange fragrance spread from the tip of his nose. Subconsciously, the hand that struck forward became limp in an instant, and his eyes darkened and passed out the next moment.

None of the three people were spared from injuries, but they were able to withstand the training, and quickly transported them out over the wall.

Go straight to where the helicopter landed.

It wasn't until the helicopter hovered in the sky towards the destination that several people tore off the black cloth on the face.

The older one immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"She is too ruthless! How can a woman have such great strength."

One was baring his teeth, and his arm had been broken in the process of being pressed down by Meng Yutang just now.

Someone is bandaging him up.

The older one looked at the girl lying on the soft side.

She has grown up, but her skills are still as fierce as before.

"You should be thankful that she didn't use her full strength. Otherwise, your arm might be useless."

Even though Meng Yutang covered his mouth and nose in time, he still inhaled the fragrance and his strength weakened.

"Who the hell is she! Let the master tell you so!"

A soft blanket was specially laid out for her on the plane, as if she was afraid that she would bump into it.

His eyes darkened, looking at the night outside, he murmured: "She is the master's medicine."

...

It was the next night when Meng Yutang woke up, and the plane was still in the sky.

Her eyes were as cold as ice blades.