It turns out there are still survivors of that clan.”

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"I asked, where did our Suzaku fly to?"

Around the fountain square, many tourists from the casino took pictures. Men Qi sat on the edge of the fountain, looking at the two people who were also taking pictures in the square - Xiaodi opened his arms like a scarecrow, covered with the clothes of tourists from all walks of life.

The pigeons were fed fat and white, while Jing Yang was opposite her and kept clicking the shutter.

Jing Yang clicked the picture of the little pigeon and said casually: "Why do you care about him so much? I remind you, he is still young."

"You're not old either!" Men Qi said in surprise, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, but you are growing up so fast. Is this the boy's puberty?"

"I really can't think about it, why do I need to act with you two..." She looked at Jing Yang Xiaodi, who came together to check the camera, with white doves hanging all over his body, and held her chin and muttered to herself.

There was a flapping sound of wings, and the white pigeons flew away in groups.

"What are you talking about? Let's go and prepare something delicious." Jing Yang weighed the camera and said, "Brother, treat me to a treat."

"It's not a question of who's treating the guests, the question is whether it's really delicious."

Men Qi sighed, followed the two of them, and soon came to a hotel restaurant with a good rating.

Xiao Di and the other two went to the private room first. Jing Yang was wandering around the hall, and when he turned his head, he saw Xiba with messy white hair sitting next to him.

"Can you please stop being so elusive?" Jing Yang said, "It's bad for your heart."

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"I really can't imagine that I would act together with you."

Under the parasol on the street, a man with the look of a wandering samurai wearing a bun with sky-high hair and a stubble said with a sigh on his face.

The woman sitting next to him had messy pink hair and wore a pair of toad glasses that covered most of her face. She was flipping through a fashion magazine. After hearing this, she said: "Do you think I am willing to sit with you?"

"That guy Wo Jin said he doesn't like the city and can't help but cause some damage, so he's going to be late..."

Nobunaga leaned back on his chair in boredom and muttered to himself, "I don't know if he has arrived yet..." In the inverted street scene, a familiar figure suddenly flashed past, "Wojin?!"

Nobunaga quickly sat upright and looked back, and sure enough he saw Wojin's tall and tall figure that stood out from the crowd. He quickly got up and chased after him happily, "Hey! Wojin! Where are you going -"

A hand stretched out from behind and grabbed Nobunaga's wrist, pulling him back.

"Machi, what are you doing?" Nobunaga asked in confusion, "Don't think I dare not chop you..."

"Don't chase after her." Madge's face was expressionless, her beautiful eyes seemed to be shining as she stared at the tall figure in the retreating crowd, "I always feel that something is not quite right..."

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"No need to help, don't look at us like this, at least there are a few tricks, you can do some investigation quietly..." Jing Yang shook the wine glass, took a sip, grinned, "It's you, you

Just one person, even if his intelligence capabilities are incredibly good, can he keep an eye on 13 spiders?"

"Make no mistake, I only have one of my goals."

"Ha," Jing Yang said with a smile, "Then have you found it?" When he turned around, he saw that Xiba had disappeared.

wrong.

Jing Yang focused his eyes and observed carefully. What was left on Xiba's seat just now was actually a vague clone... This invisible clone of Nian also disappeared quickly and silently.

Jing Yang was speechless and said to himself: "You two really have similar abilities."

He shook his head, put down his wine glass, and went to the private room. The scene in his eyes seemed to reflect the street scene with people coming and going more than ten kilometers away.

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At one end of the crowd was Nobunaga, who was grabbed by a pink-haired woman wearing sunglasses. After a few words of argument, he glanced at the distance of the crowd in confusion; at the other end of the crowd was the expressionless "Wojin"

Farther……

At the top of the traffic light on the street, the rock bird turned its head from time to time, looking over there and here.
Chapter completed!