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Chapter 13: Parting

Although he was in extreme ecstasy, Zhan Mingcang was Zhan Mingcang after all, he quickly calmed down and waved to Zhan Yiwai who was also overjoyed, "Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Zhan Mingcang seemed to be inadvertently looking at Lei Ting who was slowly following behind, feeling complicated.

Lei Ting, it turns out that you are really the only light in my life.

What to do, I seem to...don't want to leave you more and more...even though, you are not even human...

Zhan Mingcang is very grateful to Yilian at this moment, because he is the one who sent Lei Ting to his side, and it is he who made them acquainted and stay together.

Although the lifespan of a general pet dog is only 20 years in modern times, the lifespan of a king of snow mountain mastiffs is adjusted to local conditions, with an average of about 30 years.

But because there has never been a mastiff king willing to follow humans into the world before, so even Yilian doesn't know how long Lei Ting can exist.

Zhan Mingcang secretly clenched his fists, and decided to take Lei Ting to the depths of Tibet to find Yilian to find a solution after finishing his official duties in a few days.

Zhan Mingcang was thinking about it, but was suddenly thrown to the ground. He quickly reacted and hugged Lei Ting who was on his body to avoid the burst of second bullets, and waved his hand to signal the Zhan family's hidden guards to clean up the killer.

"Huh..." Zhan Mingcang let go of Lei Ting, stood up slowly while leaning on the gangway, his eyes fixed on the front.

Lei Ting got up silently and squatted behind him.

"Report to the boss! The snipers and melee assassins have all been cleaned up!"

Zhan Yi stood to salute, and replied respectfully to Zhan Mingcang.

"En." Zhan Mingcang responded, and said lightly, "It's time to clean up the trash."

"Understood!" Zhan Yi said excitedly. He had long been displeased with the old trash who relied on the old to sell the old in the family group. Live in a huge century group?

In the past, the boss couldn't bear to clean up those uncles and uncles who were the same as the old man, but now their hands are a little too long...

Zhan Mingcang took a deep breath, waved his hand to signal Lei Ting to follow, and then was escorted by Zhan Yi and others into the car, waiting for his own Wang to jump up as usual.

"Boss! Thunder it--" Zhan Yi's exclamation made Zhan Mingcang feel an ominous premonition, he suddenly pushed away Zhan San who was standing in front of him, and looked in the direction of Lei Ting.

The big white dog that had been glimpsed just now has disappeared, replaced by a young man in white with a sword.

The young man half-knelt on the ground leaning on a long sword that exuded a cold glow. He was dressed in white clothes, but his lower abdomen was suddenly dyed with a glaring bright red, which slowly spread and flowed.

Next to the young man lay a young man wearing the clothes of an airport worker, and Zhan Mingcang knew that he was also one of the killers sent by the elders of the family.

He stared blankly at the young man, and involuntarily called out a name that he was too familiar with: "Thunder..."

The young man turned his head and looked at him quietly for a long time, then slowly said: "...Stupid Master."

Zhan Yi waited with a dazed expression on his face, and fell into a big trough, did the thunder become a spirit? ! !

Zhan Ming happily walked over, stretched out his hand and tried to help the young man up, "Let's go back..."

The moment his fingers touched the young man's lapel, the fairy-like and good-looking young man just now melted like ice in a raging fire.

Zhan Mingcang foolishly said what he didn't have time to finish: "...go home."

Zhan Mingcang knelt down, and in front of him there was only a big white dog that had already stiffened, with his eyes closed tightly, a few strands of snow-white fur fell off, blown away by the strong wind at the airport, and it was dyed a faint bright red. .

There are seven sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, not getting what you want, meeting resentment and hatred.

Love parting, can't ask for it!

Can't ask for it!

Zhan Mingcang was stunned, he touched Lei Ting's nose as before, and felt that it would jump up like before and yell "Stupid Master, don't touch my nose", and take revenge from his plate. Steak, and get angry.

But he didn't wait for Lei Ting's answer for a long time, it was already dead.

"Don't pretend to be dead... Do you think you can let me carry you back just by pretending to be dead... You are gluttonous and sleepy, like to play, often make trouble, you are a dead dog, and you always jump on the bed of the master in the middle of the night... ...If you didn't love cleanliness, I would have abandoned you a long time ago... Get up, or you will eat dog food in the future, I will never let you touch my steak and coffee, and I will never let Zhan Yi give you a gift The meat is dry..."

Zhan Mingcang said to himself that he didn't wait for Lei Ting's reply for a long time, so he stood up angrily and took a few steps, thinking that it would jump up like before and grab his trouser legs begging for mercy. Without paying attention, I quietly nibbled a small hole on the bottom of my trousers.

But he walked for a long time without waiting for the revenge of the black-bellied bad dog. He walked for 5 minutes for a short distance until he stood by the car door. He turned around and saw the big white dog still lying quietly on the ground. On the ground, motionless.

"Boss..." Zhan Yi couldn't help shouting Zhan Mingcang, "It's dead..."

Zhan Mingcang stared blankly at Zhan Yi, and didn't speak for a long time.

When Zhan Yi almost thought that he wanted to kill himself, Zhan Mingcang slowly asked: "...Dead?"

Zhan Yi didn't know how to answer, so Zhan Mingcang said to himself: "Ah, I'm dead!"

Zhan Mingcang walked over slowly, picked up the big white dog, and got into the car, "Let's go home."

Go home, I will hide you, so that no one can hurt you anymore.

Yes, hide.

You are mine now, and from now on, you will only be mine.

Thunder.

The author has something to say: Erdi, be a good boy... After a long time of skipping tickets, he came up to abuse... (Dog abuse?)

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