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Chapter 48 Remedial Measures

Bang - After listening to the words of these mediocre old men, the Third Prince slapped the table, so frightened that the tea lid jumped on the table. Finally, with a clang - he fell to the ground, and here came - he was not afraid of being smashed to pieces.

Leave scum in the world.

“It’s really mediocre and incompetent!

You came back defeated, but you blamed the enemy for being too strong, and you lost at the hands of a little girl. Why don't you be more straightforward and say that you are too weak?

If you don’t have the courage to face your own weaknesses, how can you have the courage to defeat your enemies?

Huh! It’s really a shame for the country’s hard work and dedication to cultivate you!”

After the Third Prince's outburst, there was another period of silence.

No one noticed which door the ghostly Zhuang Hai came in, and when he stood behind the Third Prince. People with such skills could be counted by the king's side, and the most powerful among them was

Let’s count this Zhuang Hai’s close attendant.

I saw him leaning towards the ear of the Third Prince and asking:

"Third Prince, it's getting late, it's past lunch time..."

He was so cold that he raised his hand to stop him and said:

"What do you want to eat?

I can’t think of a remedy today, just don’t eat one meal for three days!”

When the remedial measures were mentioned, the ruthless uncle, who risked his whole body to describe the defeat, hurriedly said:

"Third Prince, although we have suffered a huge defeat, we have come up with a remedy for this, and we hope that the Prince will decide on it before we tell it!"

The Third Prince has been detained here for half a day. He wanted to get off the stairs a long time ago. He had told him to leave early.

"What's the remedy?"

"Third Prince, our people have infiltrated the Ji'an Middle School Life Keeper Organization. After we were defeated, their organization cast a spell to dissipate people's memories of that day, but it was of no use to our people.

In yesterday's confrontation, there were more than a dozen of Ji'an Middle School's mysterious watchmen, and they were all exposed.

In order to avenge General Bian and the others, and to eliminate the hatred in our hearts, we are planning to catch them off guard when they are celebrating, and the capable generals of several sub-groups will attack at the same time to carry out an assassination activity."

"Assassination? Okay, okay!

However, He Xiang who killed General Bian - leave it to me, don't touch him, I will be of great use."

The person they had agreed upon to be the number one murderer was actually very uncertain and very difficult. Now, the Third Prince had chosen the most difficult person to kill. Of course, everyone was overjoyed.

This emergency meeting of the dragon-invading group ended with a conspiracy to assassinate.

At the end of the meeting, the Third Prince gave his final instructions:

"For this assassination activity, the actions of those low-level life-sucking men under your command have been temporarily suspended. Do not alert others."

After a fierce battle and another such wind, Ji'an Middle School remained as calm as ever.

Big Xiao and others sent the boss back home as usual. After leaving, Big Xiao returned alone. He had been thinking about it for a long time and was waiting for this moment to ask the boss for clarification.

When they arrived at her residence, they were first greeted by Xue'er's bite.

"Xue'er, look at him. He's tall and doesn't have much meat. Why are you attacking him?

When the fat man comes, I will let you out and give him a good bite."

He Xiang said, picked up Xue'er and let Xiao Jing come in.

Xue'er was in He Xiang's arms, grinning and whining...

As soon as Mr. Xiao entered the door, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to ask He Xiang, what are these words about?

Xueer misunderstood and took Big Xiao's rolling up of his sleeves and waving his arms as a provocation. Suddenly he jumped down again, ready to bite Big Xiao.

Big man Xiao suddenly ran out, closed the door, and shouted from the window:

"Boss, why don't you tell Xue'er? I haven't taken away its meat and bones. Why is it so hostile to me?"

The funny advances and retreats between Big Man Xiao and Xue'er made the two coffin-skinned men who were several thousand years old almost burst into laughter, adding a lot of fun to their boring lives.

He Xiang handed Xueer to some children in the courtyard and took them out to play. Xiao Xiao was able to enter the house. He was also surprised. Xueer seemed to have a grudge against him in his previous life, and he was the only one who saw him.

It pounced and bit, making myself very embarrassed.

Holding an invisible pen, Wang Xizhi would accidentally write on the wall, "In the ninth year of Yonghe, when he was in Guichou, at the beginning of late spring, he would meet at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji, to cultivate evil spirits..."

, he wrote vividly, and after finishing the last word, he turned around and asked:

"Wu Guanren, don't you understand? Don't you know that Xue'er and Xiao Xiao have had a bad relationship for thousands of years?"

Wu Daozi, who was swinging on the lamp rope, pouted and said:

"If I don't understand, I won't ask you for advice. If you follow the alley, the mystery will be revealed. I will be patient and see. What is the hatred between this dog and this big man?"

Wang Xizhi, who had always been a man of few words, was immersed in his writing again.

"Boss, look at my place!"

Big man Xiao rolled up his sleeves again and showed her the six words on his arm: life-keeper, life-sucking ghost.

Oh? For such a secret matter, the key points were selected and written down. Didn’t these two parties have a fierce battle in the morning?

He Xiang asked puzzledly:

"Big man, what's going on? Who wrote these words on your arm? And what is it written on?"

Big man Xiao said with a sad face:

"Boss, I don't know!

Smell it, there is a smell of blood on the black and red words."

He Xiang thought to himself: This is written in blood on the fat man's fingers. Can it not smell of blood?

The key question is not the bloody smell of the words, but what do these words mean and what do these people do?

Big Xiao Xiao is really smart. He knows to record what happened in the morning and write down the most critical content before his memory disappears.

He Xiang got a hot towel and said deceitfully:

"Big man, there's something wrong with your nose. This is obviously the smell of red paint, how could it be the smell of blood?

Let me wipe it and see if it can be wiped off."

Big Xiao hid his arms behind his back and said hurriedly:

"Boss, such bizarre words appeared on my arm. I couldn't bear to tell anyone else, so I came to you for help as soon as possible. If you don't know, I'll ask others. You can't erase this!"

He Xiang immediately turned gloomy:

"Xiao Jing, do you still recognize me as the boss?"

"certainly!"

"Since you recognize me as the boss, you must listen to my advice. What do you think of when you read these words? Does it look like those who killed demons, killed people, and left bloody words on the wall?"

Big Xiao Xiao felt like vomiting after looking at it, and said with a sallow face:

"Like! Just like that!"

He Xiang took his arm, erased his words one by one, and told him:

"Keep these words in your mind and don't tell others yet. In the future, when I have the opportunity, I will definitely make up for today's explanation."

"Boss, is this a secret between the two of us?"

"Calculate!"
Chapter completed!
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