"You won't shoot me and let Coma kill you?"

The celestial girl received monk-like education since she was a child, so she didn't scold people. It took her a long time to put on a threat.

"Of course I'm afraid," Lin Miao smiled, "so am I here to deliver food to you?"

This is a sign of weakness.

The goddess is a little more balanced.

Lin Miao smiled at Aying and stepped back.

Back at the back, Ayu asked, "Did the girl eat it?"

Lin Miao shrugged, entered the kitchen and made some food. He leaned over and asked, "I've got some noodles, do you want to come?"

Ayu went over, took the top of the bowl of braised noodles, and sat on the small stool at the door.

Lin Miao served half a bowl and followed him.

"The disease of the goddess is not a difficult disease. Even if she can't take bitter medicine, she can still take Western medicine. Why did she take such a lot of effort to get me?"

Ayu looked up from the bowl.

"Thanks to you for your cooking skills."

Lin Miao blinked.

She didn't even know that her cooking skills were so good that she heard about it.

Ah Yuye down the noodles and continued, "Otherwise, your life would be out of order."

Lin Miao opened her mouth slightly.

Ayu glanced at her and started eating again.

"Can I ask who bought the murder of me?"

Here, Lin Miao is the most familiar with Ayu, and she also realized that Ayu is a cold-hearted person. Even if she asks too much, it doesn’t matter.

"A woman, surnamed Zhou," Ayu answered very happily.

Lin Miao closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.

She knew and had a festive relationship, but after Zhou Qingwan, there was no one else.

"When I come here, I advise you to stay honestly," Ayu filled the remaining noodles into her mouth, stood up, and put the bowl on the stool.

Lin Miao turned to look at her, and Ayu looked at the towering woods in the distance, "There are countless snipers hidden there. They received orders early in the morning. As long as someone leaves without authorization, they will kill them immediately."

"No," Lin Miao smiled dryly.

"You can try it," Ayu glanced at her faintly, then turned to Aying who was walking over.

"What are you talking about?"

Aying smiled and picked up the bowl on the stool.

"Speak of another sniper."

Aying's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't say anything, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little stiff.

Aying's movements were very subtle, but Lin Miao kept staring at her, so naturally she didn't miss it.

She knew that Ayu was right.

In other words, if there were no accidents, she would have spent the rest of her life here.

It is precisely because of this that Ayu admitted to informing the person who hired the murderer.

After understanding this, Lin Miao had no appetite at all, but she still picked up a chopstick of noodles and stuffed them into her mouth.

Ayu looked at her eating happily and said, "You are so happy."

"Actually, it's not bad here. You have food and drink. As long as you cook three meals, you won't have to worry about food and drink in your life," Lin Miao's eyes were curved, as if they were extremely happy.

Ayu snorted and turned around and left.

In a blink of an eye, Aying curled her lips and went into the kitchen.

There was no one around, but Lin Miao kept in mind what Ayu said and kept looking happy until he returned to his room, pulled the curtains, and made sure that no one would see him before he fell down.

She was too naive and thought that she would go back if she cured the goddess.

She bent her legs and curled up into the sofa, with her hands wrapped around her legs and her face against her knees, trying to calm her irritability.

She still has a lot of things to do, how can she spend her whole life here?

No, she must find a way to go out.

And in a city hundreds of miles away from here, Luo Yan and Cheng Jianshe came to an underground stall.

The two followed a small man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek to the innermost room.

"Boss, it's them who are looking for you."

The man saluted very respectfully.

There was a wide rattan chair in the middle of the room, and a man with a colored Buddha tattooed on one arm was lit a cigar that was as thick as his thumb, looking at the two of them squintly.

"Know the rules?"

"Yes," Cheng Jianshe put the kraft paper bag in his hand on the table and took out the money tied into small bundles from it.

The man glanced at him and did not move.

Someone stepped forward, then nodded to the man after a gentle click.

"What do you want to know?"

The man squeezed the cigar and immediately someone knelt on the ground to light the fire.

"Koma," Luo Yan said.

The man's brows moved slightly, "Are you looking for him?"

"I want to know everything about him."

Luo Yan said lightly.

The man shook his fat body and laughed.

"Do you know where this is?"

He yelled sharply.

All the men around him surrounded him.

Luo Yan sneered, "Go to guard the door."

"Okay," almost immediately, Cheng Jianshe ran to the door, closed the door very skillfully and locked it.

When he turned around, Luo Yan had already put down two of them and removed a gun.

Cheng Jianshe's eyes shining.

How long has it been since I saw him start practicing?

Let's start with high school, and this guy will never do it again.

I thought I would never see it again in my life.

But, didn’t this guy change his studies?

How did the level of shooting people and unloading guns not dropping but rising?

Five minutes later, Luo Yan rubbed his joints and sat on a rattan chair.

The man was half paralyzed at his feet with a bruised nose and swollen face. He looked at the gun parts scattered all over the floor and honestly explained.

Coma led a team that called himself a saint army, and the surrounding three cities were all under his jurisdiction.

This man is under Coma, who is mainly responsible for buying and selling news, collecting protection fees, etc.

"Where is he?"

Luo Yan asked.

"He is usually in the neighboring city," said the man. "The goddess is there, he must always protect him."

"But as far as I know, the goddess is not always with him. I guess he is hiding it."

"Goddess?"

Cheng Jian raised his eyebrows.

He also heard about this organization when he was in the country.

Luo Yan glanced at him and asked several places that Coma was used to going, then he took Cheng Jianshe to leave.

Walking on the road, Cheng Jianshe began to popularize Luo Yan.

The so-called holy army is to protect the holy heavenly women.

The selection of the goddess is to select the one with the best appearance, good health and innocent family background from the stone girl.
To be continued...