Um.

Michelle groaned lowly and woke up from his coma. He blinked, and the originally blurry scene in front of him slowly became clear.

There were two wounds on his body that were aching faintly, the one on his shoulder was a gunshot wound, and the one on his stomach was a knife wound. Michelle was grateful to be able to feel the pain, because before he fell into coma, he could no longer feel the pain in his stomach.

There is only one reason for this pain, and that is the poison on the knife...

It seems that I have been sent home, because only home can snatch me back from the hands of death in the shortest time. I really made the right bet...

However, this place doesn't look like home, nor does it look like a hospital. Instead, it looks a bit like a hotel?

Could it be that that person didn’t send him home?

"you're awake."

Yang Xie said lightly. He was sitting on the chair. From the angle where Michelle was lying, he could not be seen. From the moment Michelle woke up, Yang Xie had been observing him, because through the small

The demon's comparison revealed that this Michelle is actually the direct heir of the Versace family...

And he is the only heir.

In other words, once the old Versace dies, he will be the new Versace...

As one of the leaders in luxury goods, Versace's value is really immeasurable. In other words, this Michelle is indeed a mobile treasury. If you have to compare it with an easy-to-understand figure, it is probably only Wang Sicong.

Able to do the job...

"You saved me, thank you, where is this?"

Michelle quickly realized that the facts were different from what she imagined. How did she get rid of her poison? Could it be the credit of this man?

Apart from being grateful, Michelle also had a bit of vigilance in her expression, because his identity was particularly sensitive. This man did not send him back home, but instead put him in a hotel. Who knows what he was feeling.

Attention...

Being on guard against others is indispensable, and this is the fundamental reason why Michelle is still living strong even though she has grown up to this age.

"This is a hotel. You were poisoned. The location you mentioned is too far away. You will probably die on the way. When the time comes, your family will vent their anger on me. How can I explain it?"

Yang Xie's words were naturally nonsense, because he had detoxified him at the first opportunity. However, after the little demon discovered Michelle's identity through comparison, Yang Xie changed his mind, so he directly

Leave him in this hotel and wait for him to wake up.

After hearing Yang Xie's words, Michelle immediately showed an apologetic look on his face, because he only thought about what he could do to make himself more likely to survive. He never thought that once he died, he would not care about this kind-hearted person who saved him.

What kind of disaster will happen to the person who sends him back...

Death is probably the best destination, right?

I was indeed negligent...

However, the education Michelle received from childhood told him that once danger occurs, his life is the first priority, and the plan he made was also based on this...

"Don't feel guilty. I saved you before and you owe me a promise. This time it can be considered a promise." Yang Xie said lightly, but he was quite proud of himself. With Michelle's personality, once he made a promise, he should

If you can do it, you may not even be able to put it to use when the time comes.

After all, he also has a halo hanging on his head.

"Uh, okay." Michelle was in a daze. Before he fell into coma, it seemed that this person didn't know him yet, but now he has begun to ask for a promise. This style has changed really fast.

However, it was just a promise, could it be more important than his own life? Therefore, Michelle agreed without hesitation. He was even a little curious, what would this person ask of him?

Endless money? Or a position at the top of the workplace?

"Are you a doctor?" Michelle scanned the so-called small hotel. It could only be considered tidy. Apart from two beds and a small table, there was basically nothing in it.

"That's right, I think you don't want the news of your injury to spread, right? It just so happens that I know a little bit about the detoxification method, and it just so happened that I got the right poison so you could survive. It seems like you're in good luck."

"How can you use blindfolding?" Michelle almost fainted. What does it mean that I am lucky? That means if I am not very lucky and you don't blindfold me correctly, then I will die.

"Why can't you use a mask? You're basically dead anyway. If you let me mask you, you still have a chance to survive. If I didn't mask you, you would be dead by now."

"But..." Michelle felt that she was speechless.

"It's nothing good, but you are alive now, aren't you?"

Michelle looked confused. It seemed that his luck was really good. Looking at Yang Xie's indifferent expression, he couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Sir, if you are not right, I will die."

, what would you do?”

"Running away, are you still waiting for your family to send people to hunt me down?" Yang Xie said confidently: "I chose this small hotel specially. As long as I have money, I don't even need to register. I will wait until your family knows you."

I died, and I don’t know where I went. I’m smart, right?”

"clever……"

Michelle could no longer complain. No matter what, he had survived. This was the end! He took a deep breath and asked: "Can you tell me your name?"

"Call me Milo." This is the Italian name Yang Xie gave himself. It has no special meaning and was just made up casually.

"I want to contact my family, is that okay?" Although she could feel that Milo had no ill intentions toward her, Michelle still couldn't believe him completely.

Yang Xie threw the cell phone next to him. During the period when Michelle was unconscious, it rang a total of eighteen times, all from the same person, but Yang Xie did not answer.

Yang Xie walked out of the hotel and left space for Michelle. Anyway, for Yang Xie, this was just a casual move. It would be best if it could be used. It wouldn't hurt if it was not used.

In less than ten minutes, countless people surrounded the hotel. A man in his fifties walked into the room with a solemn expression. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Michelle. The assassin this time was Michelle.

This was the most dangerous time for me since I was a child. If Michelle hadn't already reached Xuan level, and if he hadn't happened to be rescued by someone, I probably would have had to help my son organize his funeral...

"Father, what about Milo? I owe him two promises." Michelle was worried that her father would be unfavorable to Milo, so she hurriedly asked.

Two promises?

Severino frowned slightly, but soon relaxed. No matter if it was a promise or two promises, his son's life was the most important thing. This guy named Milo saved his son and should indeed be rewarded, but

If he opens his mouth like a lion, hum...

Severino did not express his thoughts, but said calmly: "I didn't see anyone when I came here. I guess he has left."

"Huh?" Michelle looked surprised, but she couldn't figure out Milo's thoughts at all. Does he really know who he is? How can ordinary people leave when they encounter such an opportunity? Shouldn't they always leave their promises first?

Has it been fulfilled?

A thousand birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand...

Isn't it?

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Chapter completed!