Chapter 491 The Twelve Houses

"yes!"

The soldiers responded in unison, rushed to Jiang Ming's side, and grabbed Jiang Ming's arm with great force, with a very rough movement.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Ming never expected Ni Yingwu to treat him like this. He was shocked and his mind turned into a cloud of mucus.

"Uncle, why did you catch me?" He struggled hard, yelling with his neck, "I am your nephew!"

"I made a mistake in the army. Don't say that you are my nephew, even my son, I will arrest you!" Ni Yingwu's face was as deep as water, "Jiang Ming, do you know where you were wrong?"

Jiang Ming shook his head vigorously.

"This is the army, not a place where your aristocratic families can act as a mighty place!" Ni Yingwu's eyes were cold, "Remember one sentence, aristocratic families can never be above the country!"

In the ward.

Lin Chong listened intently and said to Jiang Lan: "Your brother was taken away by Colonel Ni."

"Have you ever seen a brother who pushed his sister into the fire pit?" Jiang Lanyu mocked, "In my eyes, he is worse than a stranger."

"I won't talk about this topic anymore. You have injuries on your body. You need a good rest now." Lin Chong sat down on the chair beside the bed and picked up an apple, "Do you want to eat it?"

"You eat, I'm not hungry."

Jiang Lan slowly shook her head, closed her eyes, and covered her face with a quilt.

Two crystal tears slid down her pale cheeks.

No matter how strong she usually acts, she is just a girl who is just over twenty years old.

The cold appearance is the shell she built for herself, in order to protect herself from harm.

Inside this shell, there is a soft heart.

Lin Chong could feel Jiang Lan's sadness, but he did not speak up to comfort him.

What Jiang Lan needs now is not comfort, but companionship.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Lan’s breathing gradually became calm. With Lin Chong accompanying her, she finally relaxed and fell asleep.

Lin Chong stood up and slowly lifted the quilt, revealing a beautiful face.

Slim willow eyebrows, thick eyelashes, small nose, rosy cherry lips, and pointed chin.

Jiang Lan’s beauty is not that thrilling beauty, but the silent beauty of moistening things.

The first look is beautiful, the second look is beautiful, and the third look is very beautiful. In short, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

Lin Chong raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears from Jiang Lan's eyes, and then walked to the window.

Outside the window, the night was dark and there was no sound.

With the help of the moonlight shining above your head, you can see the distant horizon, the mountains are rising and falling, like beasts running in the darkness.

Faced with this situation, Lin Chong felt extremely peaceful inside.

The next day.

The wake-up call from a distance woke Lin Chong up from the meditation.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Lan on the hospital bed, which happened to face a pair of bright phoenix eyes.

"You're awake?"

Jiang Lan spoke with a smile in her eyes. After a night of sleep, her spirit recovered a lot and she was no longer as weak as she did yesterday.

"Um."

Lin Chong responded lightly, stood up, raised his arms and stretched his waist, and the bones all over his body suddenly exploded like a bean-like explosion.

He looked at the clock on the wall, and the hour hand pointed at just half past five.

"How do you feel now?" he asked.

Jiang Lan also stretched her waist, supported her hospital gown, raised her jade hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and said lazily: "How do you think I will feel? Otherwise, you can try it if you get shot a few times."

Lin Chong's mouth twitched: "I have the strength to argue with me, it seems that he has recovered well."

"Of course, I haven't been idle during this period. Now I have practiced to the peak of dark strength. Both strength and physical fitness have improved." Jiang Lan raised her body and leaned against the head of the bed. "I just thought about the fight between you and that middle-aged man yesterday. It seems that your strength has also improved a lot."

Lin smiled but refused to answer.

"When my injury is healed, let's talk and let you see how powerful I am." Jiang Lan's eyes flashed with a thrill of eagerness, "Since you are gone, no one in Beidou dares to fight me, so boring."

"No problem, you can recover your wound first." Lin agreed.

Just as the two were talking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open and a pretty nurse walked in.

The nurse was holding a plate in her hand, with scissors, tweezers, bandages, alcohol cotton and other medical supplies in it. She carefully walked around the floor that was broken by Lin Chong yesterday and came to the hospital bed.

"Emperor Jiang, you're going to change the bandage." The nurse whispered.

Hearing the word "bandage", Jiang Lan couldn't help but glance at Lin Chong, thinking of the scene when Lin Chong healed himself yesterday, and two blushings suddenly rose on her pale cheeks.

Lin Chong felt a little uncomfortable when Jiang Lan saw that glance, and coughed dryly: "I'll go out first, you can change it."

After saying that, he walked out of the room without looking back.

When he arrived at the corridor and waited against the wall for a few minutes, Lin Chong's ears suddenly moved, and he heard the familiar footsteps, and turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came.

Feng Nan, wearing a black uniform, appeared in Lin Chong's sight.

Feng Nan seemed to have not slept all night, with faint dark circles under her eyes. She quickly walked to Lin Chong and asked straight to the point: "How is Jiang Lan's situation?"

"It will not hurt the muscles and bones, and it will not affect the combat effectiveness." Lin Chong stood up straight, "Captain, what is the result of interrogating that person?"

"I got very useful information." Feng Nan looked around and saw that no one eavesdropped. She was completely accustomed to her habits. "That person is called Asa, and he belongs to a secret organization called the 'Twelve Houses'."

"The Twelve Palaces?" Lin Chong frowned, "This name is very strange. Did it appear recently?"

"According to Asa's explanation, the twelve houses have a history of at least hundreds of years. Its members are widely distributed around the world, with a huge influence, and even secretly controlled several small countries." Feng Nan helped to help his glasses, "The name of this organization comes from the zodiac twelve houses in Greek mythology. Asa is a core member of the Scorpio house."

Lin Chong's expression became serious. From Feng Nan's story alone, he could hear the extraordinary nature of the organization, but he was even more curious about another question: "Why did they set a trap to deal with Jiang Lan?"

"What they want to deal with is not Jiang Lan, but Beidou everyone. Jiang Lan is just the first target they chose." Feng Nan said coldly, "Among the criminal organizations that were wiped out by Beidou, there are several forces under the Zodiac Palace who are responsible for collecting intelligence and plundering resources for the Zodiac Palace, so we have been targeted by them for a long time."

"So that's it, I understand." Lin Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

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