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After Qing'er returned to the imperial capital, she didn't let Joseph take her back. Instead, she changed to a bicycle.

Before New Year's Day, the students in the class were having a New Year's Party.

Originally, Wen Yi Fei wanted the driver to come and pick him up, but Qing'er insisted on coming home. Wen Yi Fei thought about his daughter's self-defense skills.

By the time the party ended, it was already 12 o'clock. Qing'er was riding her bicycle home by herself.

Although the distance wasn't too far, it would still take forty minutes to cycle.

Afraid of worrying about her family, Qing'er called home at 11: 00 in the morning and said that she had a few classmates with her.

In order to be in a hurry, she had no choice but to cut to the chase.

Seeing that they were almost home, Qing'er rode even faster. Just as she was about to turn around, a shadow rushed past in front of them. Qing'er quickly stepped on the brakes.

Just as they were about to collide, the person's waist emitted a cold light. Qing'er was startled and quickly abandoned the car to jump up. The person also jumped up.

The car flew out and Qing Er landed steadily behind it. However, that person held a professional scimitar in her hand.

"Don't you think it's too much for a good dog to stand in the way?"

She hated people who were shameless enough to sneak attack her the most.

"Give me your life."

The man didn't reply. He just snorted in Japanese and waved his sword again.

"He really is a remnant of the Shankou Group. Very good, I'm really free right now."

When Qing'er bent over and cut the air apart, she threw out a palm attack. However, she didn't expect the cold wind to come blowing at her from behind.

Although her kung fu wasn't as good as her brother's and Joseph's, there was absolutely no problem in protecting herself.

"Shameless."

Qing'er hurriedly withdrew her palm and rolled on the ground. However, she was still unavoidably injured by the blade wind.

If it wasn't for the bag on her back, Qing'er would have already seen the red light. Qing'er was furious, if it wasn't for the tree blocking her way, perhaps another blade would have arrived.

Qing'er became even more annoyed when she saw that their opponent was getting more ruthless. If these two were from Yamaguchi Academy, they would definitely be experts. Furthermore, they had chosen to use sabers and no spears. At this time, no one would have noticed them.

The most important thing was that she was too crazy at night, so she didn't have much energy to waste on them.

He wanted to end the battle quickly, but Qing'er, who was bare-handed, was unable to take advantage of him at all. After a while, her physical weakness was revealed.

Qing'er's movement was a lot slower. The two sabers filled with killing intent slashed and stabbed at each other. Seeing that Qing'er was unable to dodge anymore, the air suddenly became cold, and time seemed to have stopped.

Qing'er looked at the blade that was slowly pushing her towards her, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Little thing, your reaction is getting slower and slower."

As the sound cut through the night, Qing'er saw a face she almost forgot about. Her heart was like the blades of the two assassins, she paused for a moment.

"Go back and tell your master that if he does not stop, the group will become history."

Lance took Qing Er and said coldly to the two assassins.

"Why did you come to China?"

Qing'er woke up from her shock after seeing the two assassins disappear into the darkness.

"I came to China to explore the market."

Lance said coolly.

"Examine the market? Are you going to open a branch in China? "

Qing'er was dumbfounded, but she was also pleasantly surprised. If that was the case, did that mean that Lance would stay in China for a long time?

"Maybe."

Lance hesitated for a moment and said.

"Lance, why are you here?"

Qing Er walked forward. She wanted to pick up the bicycle, but realized that the front wheel had flown somewhere long ago. It seemed that she needed to change to a 'mount'.

"If I said it was a coincidence, would you believe me?"

Lance paused, turned his head to look at Qing Er and said.

"Believe me, I will believe anything you say. Lance, just now, did you make them stop their chopping?"

Qing'er giggled.

She believed everything Lance said, that Lance was her prince.

"En, all pure bloodlines have a special ability, just like Nell's Teleportation ability."

"Then no one can hurt you."

Hearing this, Qing'er was pleasantly surprised.

"There are always accidents."

Lance sighed, just like that accident ten years ago, he was not a god, nor was he a demon. They were just a little more special than ordinary humans.

"Lance, how did you know they were from Yamaguchi?"

"Little thing, you're getting more and more stupid. You can't really be thinking that Long Yan is just a teacher, right?"

Ah!" Was he really the son of Oshima's Holy Man? "But they don't look like them at all?

Qing'er was distressed. If that was the case, then Long Yan really had a reason to kill her.

"Is there a rule that a father must look the same as a son?"

Lance rolled his eyes at Qing Er and said.

"Lance, you, you …" That expression of yours? "

Qing Er looked at Lance in shock. He also had this kind of expression, could he have become human?

"Do you want to continue standing here in a daze, or go home? I'll count to three. If you don't move, then walk home by yourself."

Lance felt a little uncomfortable with Qing Er's fuss. Did he really leave her a bad impression?

"No, stay with me. Lance, can you not be so fierce in the future?"

Qing'er quickly stepped forward and held Lance's arm.

This kind of jubilant mood was hard to describe. It was just like drinking a refreshing drink in a hot summer's day. It was especially cheerful.

"Can you not have so many requests? We are friends, you are not a husband candidate."

When Lance said this, his face turned red, but Qing'er didn't notice.

"Hmm, Lance, can you tell me what the first time we met was like? I heard that my first kiss was given to you at that time, but I can't remember it. Tell me about it?"

Qing'er shook Lance's arm playfully.

At that time, Qing Er was only three years old. Adding on the fact that she was brainwashed, she really didn't remember the process of her molesting Lance.

"Little thing, you need to understand that you were the one who molested me back then. Furthermore, that was also …"

Lance tapped Qing'er's head as if the next words were embarrassing and swallowed them up.

"Is that so? But I heard that when I was three years old, if you don't cooperate, will a three year old be able to molest you? "

Qing'er smiled evilly and intimately leaned her head on Lance's arm.

"Little thing, you're trying to force the truth out of me."

Lance shook his head, but there was a doting tone in his words.

"I won't remember, you can say whatever you want. I don't believe it. Hehe, Lance, when did you come to China and where did you live?" Do you want to stay in my house? "

Although someone just said that they would trust Lance and would not believe him anymore, Lance wouldn't care. In any case, Qing Er was a little shameless in his eyes.

"Hotel, depending on the situation, if this place is not bad, we might consider buying a house here."

Lance could feel Qing'er's body temperature, and his blood seemed to be boiling again.

Lance walked Qing'er to the door but did not enter the room. He knew that the Wen Yifei couple did not like him and did not want their parents to worry. Seeing Qing'er standing outside the door, he left.

Qing'er returned home. Seeing that her parents were still waiting for her, she knew that she would not be able to escape the fate of being interrogated tonight.

"Daddy, Mommy."

Qing'er lowered her head and walked towards the two of them.

"Qing'er, where's your bicycle?"

Wan'er keenly felt the brilliant smile on her daughter's face.

"I ran into an accident on the way here. The wheels flew, so I didn't take them."

Qing'er smiled as she sat between her parents.

"Who sent you back?"

Wen Yi Fei asked with furrowed brows.

"Dad, I met with a small accident tonight. It seems like the team from Shankou have come to look for me. Are you going to consider finding a few bodyguards for our family?"

Qing Er leaned her head against Wen Yi Fei's shoulder and said like a spoiled child.

"You were attacked?"

Wen Yi Fei was astonished and hurriedly pulled his daughter up. He was investigating whether she was injured.

"I'm fine now. Lance saved me in the nick of time. Otherwise, you might have to read the headlines tomorrow."

Qing'er exaggerated deliberately.

"Lance, he came to China?"

The couple were shocked, but in the end, they let Wan'er ask.

"Well, Mommy, you know all the Strigoi have superpowers right? Tonight, if it wasn't for Lance, I would have at least a few more holes. I'm thinking if I should ask Lance to be my bodyguard before the Mountain Gate problem is solved."

Qing'er turned to Mommy again and said coquettishly.

"No, no matter how powerful they are, they have their weakness. Silver equipment is their cause. Didn't you see it with your own eyes when the FBI captured you? "I'll hire a bodyguard, but you have to behave yourself. Why don't you leave school for the time being?"

Wen Yi Fei resolutely refused. Why did that vampire come to China? Why was it such a headache? Initially, he wanted to say that he was looking for Joseph, but thinking about how his daughter had gone crazy, he gave up on this idea.

"No need, I can protect myself. I asked you to find bodyguards because I'm worried about Mommy. You know those people are very shameless, what if they hurt Mommy?"

Since her father didn't accept her opinion, then she naturally wouldn't accept his opinion either.

That night, Qing Er and her parents had a disagreement. Fortunately, her father didn't stop her from going to school.

The next morning, Qing'er headed straight for the American Academy without eating breakfast.

However, she had overlooked one thing. Long Yan didn't stay at school, so she woke up early for the day.

Fortunately, there was a lesson on dragon flames today. During the class, she had been staring at him, wanting to see if he would feel guilty.

Since he was the son of the Holy Man of Oshima, then everything that had happened last night must have been arranged by him.

After class, Qing'er directly skirted the class and chased after Long Yan.

She did not go to the teacher's office, but stayed in the garage.

Qing'er used her excellent lock picking material to get into his car before the flames arrived, and to prevent her from noticing, she fell asleep in the back of the car as soon as she got in.

Long Yan didn't seem to mind. He opened the door and drove the car out.

After leaving the campus, Qing'er quickly sat up with lightning speed. She pointed her cold dagger at Long Yan's neck.

What made her upset was that the look in Long Yan's eyes hadn't changed, as if he had expected this would happen.

"You are the son of Oshima's Holy Man?"

Qing'er took away the dagger. Since it didn't scare him, the dagger was useless.

"You're really lucky, but it's only a matter of time. You won't be so lucky again."

At the same time, there was some hatred in his eyes.

Last night, he had been observing from the shadows. Although he was surprised about Lance, at that moment, he was actually glad. If he really took her life, then his plan for the past few years would be a waste.

He was a hunter, and the biggest and happiest thing about a hunter was the process of hunting them, not the moment when they were killed.

"Long Yan, you're very hypocritical. You're obviously doing this for the Mountain Gate Team, yet you want to say something about revenge. You're the most hypocritical and disgusting man I've ever seen in the world."

Qing'er said in disdain.

As long as it was Chinese people, they wouldn't have any good impression of Little Japan, not to mention that the Holy Man of Oshima hurt the f * cking person. If it wasn't for the position of Mountain Gate's leader, would Long Yan do all that he could to get close to her?

"You killed my father and my sister."

Long Yan knew that his retort was weak, but at least he had a good reason.