The Little Heavenly Master of Xuanxue Was Spoiled By Five Elder Brothers

Both Chitose and Luo Xinyue could feel Shang Anqi's gaze behind them.

But they don't care.

Although Qiantui and Luo Xinyue have very different personalities, one is childish and the other is calm and sensible, but when it comes to dealing with people they don't like, they all behave in the same way.

That is to ignore.

Qiantui and Luo Xinyue walked out of the teaching building and rushed to the school's milk tea shop, not paying attention to Shang Anqi at all.

After all, this school is an aristocratic school. The shops in the commercial street are comparable to the market outside. There are all kinds of food and drink. There are even a few online celebrity shops in this street, which are more popular than the shops outside Even higher.

Luo Xinyue knew the owner of one of the beverage shops that had been open for a long time. After she brought Chitose in, the owner came up to say hello warmly.

"Xinyue is out of class."

Luo Xinyue took Qiantui's hand and sat down in a seat, and replied to the fat uncle boss who was wearing an apron and smiling, "Yes, boss, give me two super-large servings of ice cream."

The boss smiled cheerfully: "Okay."

The boss glanced at Qiantui beside Luo Xinyue again, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this your friend?"

Luo Xinyue nodded: "Yes."

The boss said: "The little girl looks really juicy."

Although Luo Xinyue is only a freshman now, she has grown up in this university since she was a child. Her father is the principal, and she has been running around in this school since she was a child.

When she was very young, she appeared in school wearing a princess dress, and her big brothers and sisters would gather around and buy her snacks.

A little older, Luo Xinyue went to middle school, and after class, she would often come to this milk tea shop to do homework, and over time, the boss got to know her well.

But most of the time, Luo Xinyue was alone, and now it was rare to see Luo Xinyue bring friends, so the boss couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

The boss has long regarded Luo Xinyue as one of his own, and now that Luo Xinyue has brought friends here, he naturally wants to save face.

The two servings of ice cream brought by the boss are full of weight, and one serving is more than two servings of others.

Chitose's eyes almost straightened, and he forgot the unhappiness of being robbed of the milk tea by Ling Shen just now.

On the other side, Lu Jiayan and Ling Shen came to Ling Shen's secret base at school.

Ling Shen put the milk tea snatched from Chitose on the table, sat down himself, and then said to Lu Jiayan.

"What you said is true?"

Standing aside, Lu Jiayan swept away his indecency before, and turned into an elite assistant to report the situation to Ling Shen.

"It's absolutely true." Lu Jiayan said: "This time I went to the branch in Africa, and there are unexpected gains."

Lu Jiayan handed the iPad in front of Ling Shen. On the interface of the iPad was a tattoo pattern, which was tattooed on a person's arm.

Ling Shen glanced at it, and his pretty brows frowned into the word Sichuan.

Ling Shen's original eyes were lazy and casual, but after seeing this tattoo, his eyes became stern and cold like frost.

He knew this tattoo even when it turned into ashes.

Lu Jiayan noticed the change in Ling Shen's expression, and continued: "I found this in Africa. I heard that this person ran to Africa to avoid being chased, but he was still arrested. I also investigated clearly. The tattoos come from an international mercenary organization, and they take money to do things. As long as the money is in place, they will take it no matter what it is. It can be said that they are a group of desperadoes."

Desperado?

Ling Shen half-closed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the cup of milk tea on the table.

The last time he saw someone with this tattoo was when he was eleven years old.

In the messy warehouse, there were several corpses lying not far away. Those guys held guns in their hands and pointed the guns at his head, threatening him viciously.

"Cry, if you cry out, maybe I will spare your life."

Those scumbags who regarded killing as a game even played a game of making people cry before they were ready to kill them.

But at that time, Ling Shen was autistic and unable to respond to many things from the outside world. Facing the intimidation of these people, Ling Shen, who was only eleven years old, looked as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

Ling Shen raised his eyebrows, recovered from the memory, and motioned to Lu Jiayan: "Go on."

Lu Jiayan took the iPad over, dug out a video, and showed it to Ling Shen.

The video was captured by surveillance, and it was a little blurry, but after zooming in on the screenshot, you could still see the tattoo on the man's arm.

That person's back was facing the monitor, so he couldn't see his face.

Looking at his body shape, he is a man in his twenties.

Ling Shen glanced at it, the color in his eyes was cold and sharp.

Lu Jiayan explained: "This is a scene that was photographed in school recently. This person has a tattoo of that organization, but I have checked other surveillance cameras, and I have not seen this person again. I am not sure if he is still alive. In school."

Ling Shen looked at the person in the video, his steps were relaxed and his posture was leisurely. Although it was blurry and there was only one back view, it could be seen that in the last few seconds of the video, he reached out to the person on the upper left who was not captured by the surveillance camera. He waved and said hello.

Ling Shen rested his hand on the armrest of the chair casually, and tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his index finger, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Jiayan actually didn't know exactly what happened to Ling Shen back then, but he followed Ling Shen when Ling Shen was sixteen years old.

At that time, 22-year-old Lu Jiayan was brought to Ling Shen's old house by Ling Shen's grandfather, and Lu Jiayan saw 16-year-old Ling Shen.

Ling Shen sat on the sofa and looked up at him Youyou, that look was cold and without any emotion, but Lu Jiayan would always remember that look.

Lu Jiayan watched him grow from a young boy to what he is now. Although Ling Shen still didn't want to tell him many things, Lu Jiayan knew that some things he didn't want to say were the most important things.

For example, these years, Ling Shen has been asking Lu Jiayan to find a girl with a mole under her left eye.

For another example, in these years, Ling Shen has been traveling all over the world just to find someone with this tattoo.

The girl with the tear mole under her left eye and the person with this tattoo pattern have a profound impact on Ling Shen.

Ling Shen watched the video over and over again, while Lu Jiayan stood by and watched.

Finally, Ling Shen reached out his hand to close the video, he threw the iPad aside casually, and his eyes once again fell on the cup of milk tea snatched from Chitose's hand.

Although his expression didn't change, Lu Jiayan could feel that Ling Shen was holding back something.

After a long while, Ling Shen said, "Get ready, I will go back to school in two days."

Lu Jiayan: "Huh?"

Ling Shen snorted coldly, his eyes darkened, as if he was planning some plan.

He said: "How can you find tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's den."