Chapter 102

It's still the ordinary hotel, still the tightly covered room. Lawrence is licking the wound silently, a handsome face with a twisted color. It's too careless. Because of his carelessness, he almost lost his life. Of course, it's also related to song Yan's youth. Who would have thought that such a young boy is a born strong man and has not been affected by the rotten fragrance.

Now, with his injuries, it's hard to recover without a month's rest, so for the sake of his life, he can't deal with song Yan himself.

"It seems that the only way to kill people is to use a knife!"

Lawrence murmured a word, and then he began to laugh.

Nangong family.

Nangong Yuntian is very angry. The only man of Nangong family has been assassinated twice, once in the car, and the second time with more audacity. The killer has been killed to the hospital.

If it wasn't for his son's long heart, the only heir of Nangong family would have been killed.

But what makes him more angry is that the killer is still running away. Even if the Nangong family's inborn master fails to catch the damn killer.

Suddenly, his personal cell phone rings.

Few people knew his personal mobile number, but what puzzled him was that it was a strange number.

"Mr. Nangong Yuntian, I have sent an email in your mailbox that you will be interested in. I hope you can have a look."

The voice coming from the phone is processed and no man or woman can be heard.

"Who are you?" Nangong asked in a deep voice.

"Pa!"

Hang up. It's just a blind tone.

Suddenly, Nangong Yuntian felt angry and dared to hang up my phone. He wanted to call back and interrogate each other. But at last, he subdued his anger and decided to look at the so-called email first.

Log in to the mailbox and see an email sent two minutes ago.

Click to open the email and read it.

When he finished reading this email, his eyes had already revealed an undisguised killing chance.

"Come!"

It's cold in Nangong.

"Third, what can I do for you?" Asked the man in black as he entered the room.

"An hour, I want to see a student named song Yan in Shengye middle school. Can I do it?" Nangong said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The man in black replied, but there was a doubt in his eyes.

"He has a close relationship with blood rose. Juner has been assassinated twice and he cannot be separated from him."

"I see."

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In the school dormitory.

Song Yan is sitting on the simple sofa in the hall with his eyebrows locked.

The appearance of gold medal killer makes him feel a huge crisis. Although he has seriously injured the other side, as long as the other side is not dead, it will threaten the eldest uncle's family.

"What should I do?" Song Yan asked himself.

The eldest uncle's family of three are ordinary people. The eldest uncle has to go to work, song Xue has to go to school, and the eldest aunt stays at home.

That is to say, he could not protect them.

For a moment, he felt the embarrassment of being weak again.

"If only I had a few loyal masters."

All of a sudden, song Yan felt a move in his heart. He thought of drawing a lottery, upgrading the perspective magic to the second level, and consuming 2 million fame values. But today, the fame value has increased by about 100, and the total fame value is still about 5.3 million.

Enough for a draw.

It's just that there's a lot of uncertainty in the lottery, and it may not be able to draw skills or supernatural powers that can solve his problems.

So he hesitated.

But before we can think of any other way, we can only draw prizes.

"Meow, I'm going to draw!"

The lottery disc appeared, and he raised his hand to the big prize word.

The raffle pointer began to spin fast.

Finally stopped in the green lattice, suddenly, song Yan breathed tight, it was actually green lattice.

At this time, two golden characters of "puppet" appeared on the green lattice. Next second, the two characters of puppet turned into golden light and fell into song inkstone's eyebrow.

"It's a three product magic power!"

Song Yan almost jumped up in the same place happily. It can be seen from the fact that it takes 50 million fame to upgrade the perspective of the second level to the third level. But now, he has drawn a third level magic.

But at this time, a needle like pain came from my mind.

He knew that it was the fusion of the gods.

Biting his teeth for a few minutes, he got a new insight in his mind and knew what kind of magic the puppet was.

Puppet: three kinds of supernatural power. When the supernatural power is used, it can control any creature whose mental power is not more than twice that of the host. Creatures controlled by puppet gods will always be slaves to their hosts until they die.Use times, once a day.

After figuring out the function of the puppet's supernatural power, song Yan opened his eyes and his face was full of excitement. Then, he thought of Lawrence's gold medal killer. If I could make him become a puppet, wouldn't I have another powerful man.

Thinking of this, he had the impulse to find Lawrence on a stallion.

Then, he thought of Li Longyang, who was also a congenital master. Because of the gap between the Zhao family and his fingers, if he can be turned into his own puppet, he can not only gain a subordinate of the congenital master, but also make use of the power of the Li family.

Thinking of this, he decided to go to the Martial Arts Alliance to divide the altar tomorrow. If Li Longyang doesn't bother him any more, he will turn him into his slave with puppet magic once he troubles him.

At that time, you can ask Li Longyang to send someone to protect uncle and aunt secretly.

With a plan in mind, song Yan is no longer so worried. He comes back to the computer and is ready to learn the knowledge of Eastern medicine.

Just as he got up, he heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. Judging from the sound of footsteps, these people were not ordinary people. Suddenly, he looked awe inspiring and had a little more vigilance in his heart.

"Boom!"

The dormitory door was smashed open by violence and a group of people in black came in.

The first man in black is a thin middle-aged man. His face is very ordinary, but his eyes are very bright.

"Are you song Yan?" The first man in black asked.

"I am. Who are you? " Song Yan asked, thinking that these people in black should not be good at coming.

"Take it!"

The first man in black waved, and suddenly two men in black flew out, one hand on Song Yan's shoulder.

"Hum!"

Since the other side has started first, song Yan is not polite. With a cold hum, his fists are flying out like two dragons out to sea.

"Bang! Bang! "

The two men in black were all warriors in the later stage of the day after tomorrow. However, in Song Yan's eyes, they were not much different from ordinary people. One punch, one punch, and both of them were injured and flew back.

The first man in black squinted his eyes, flashed an accident and waved again: "together."

Suddenly, eight people in black behind him all flew out, scattered around him, and joined in attacking song Yan.

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