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"Do you have to get up so early?"
The little devil blinked nervously and made a difficult choice. Samael couldn't help but chuckle, raised his neck gracefully, and gently rubbed his chin with the soft hair on the top of his head.
"I'm kidding you, our puppet family is very gentle, unlike those casual cats outside. I don't have a physical body yet, just let me enter your space, and I won't make trouble with you."
"This is okay. You must like the space I just upgraded!"
Tang Tang¡¯s eyes lit up and he nodded quickly. He took off his shirt neatly, spread out the bone wings on his back, and brought the nine-tailed cat in his arms into the newly upgraded space.
He completed all the tasks brilliantly in the previous world, and successfully repelled the invading demon Beelzebub. The various rewards added up to more than 20,000 experience points. In addition to leaving the integer for the upgrade untouchable, the little devil, who was once again generous, decorated the space according to the style of his home, which was just the right time for entertaining guests.
After excitedly carrying the nine-tailed cat into the space, Tang Tang suddenly remembered something important and blinked nervously: "I have converted all the places into villas, so I may not have the chance to play outside"
¡°It¡¯s simply great. Is this my new empire?¡±
Samael meowed twice excitedly, rolled on the carpet, and rubbed his paws on the sofa with satisfaction: "We Ragdoll cats never go out. This place is neither big nor small, and it is just right for me to live in." . My new master, I have completely recognized you. When I grow my tail back, I can give you four lives!"
"Thank you, I will definitely feed you well"
The little devil nodded flattered, and made a serious promise, then secretly pressed his pocket.
This is the first time he has experienced a world where he has to find ways to make money on his own. The money you earn as a kidnapper is too little, and I don't know if you would be paid more if you were a bodyguard
While he was walking, a strange vibration suddenly drew his attention.
Although he has experienced a whole world, the little devil still lacks a lot of common sense of life in some aspects. After being at a loss for a while, he remembered that this sound meant that someone was calling him. He quickly said hello to Samael, who was having a great time, folded his bone wings silently, picked up the mobile phone on the pillow and put it to his ear: "Hello , I am Tang Tang."
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The young kidnapper was left speechless for a moment by the overly straightforward way of opening the conversation. There was a rare moment of silence on the other end of the phone before he spoke angrily: "You just announced your name when you came up. Are you a professional kidnapper?"
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The little devil pursed his lips, and was about to emphasize his professionalism as a kidnapper, but the other party impatiently changed the subject: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. The police just went to arrest you, but you are quite smart and kidnap people." Where were you tied to?"
"Tie to a very hidden place"
It turns out that you can¡¯t just introduce yourself when you come up. The little kidnapper who tied people up in his target's home followed the same example. He rolled his eyes and pursed his lips firmly: "I hid him well, no one will be able to find him."
"You still have some brains - forget it if you don't say anything. Remember to release the person after being kidnapped for three days. As long as you miss the tender, don't cause a big problem."
After all, he was still in awe of the kidnapper. The person on the other side didn't ask any further questions. He just gave instructions and his tone changed to something meaningful: "As long as he doesn't lose his life, you can use your methods to torture him and make him suffer a little. No. Give him some color and see, he really doesn't know how high the sky is"
Vaguely realizing that the other party was probably referring to the "Jiangjiang Beong" in the system task, Tang Tang's eyes lit up and he was about to ask the other party's specific needs, but the call had been hung up in a hurry.
"Our means"
Holding his knees in distress and lost in thought, the little devil held the amulet and pondered for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He raised his hand and held it in the air, then took out a book called "Must Reads for Demons - The Great Devil Teaches You Pranks" from the space, and read it carefully under the lamp.
The weather on the autumn night was already a bit cold. The little devil didn¡¯t wear a shirt and shivered from the ice as soon as he leaned against the bed. He quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on, and was about to get back under the quilt, but he hesitated again.
The protagonist¡¯s hands were tied by him and he is still sleeping in the hall. It's so cold at night, you might catch a cold.
If you catch a cold, you will catch a cold, and a cold may cause myocarditis. If it causes myocarditis, you may lose your life. It is better to go down and cover him with a quilt.
The worried little kidnapper tossed and turned.??'s bed. President Feng stretched his sore back with satisfaction, breathed a long and comfortable sigh, and his eyes fell on his side unintentionally.
The little kidnapper rested his head on his arm and breathed deeply, and he was already fast asleep.
The moonlight was cold and was caught by the young man's slender eyelashes, casting a faint shadow on the eyelids. Feng Zhan instinctively held his breath, carefully reached out with his other hand, and gently pulled up the quilt for him.
The hands of the two were tied together, and the little guy curled up beside him unconsciously as he fell asleep, making a small ball under the quilt. Half of her face was hidden under the quilt, looking innocent and soft, so clean that it made people's hearts beat.
¡°No, I don¡¯t know if my rush to sign a contract for him will be regarded as child labor in the future.
Feng Zhan suddenly became worried and covered him with a quilt full of thoughts. He reached out his arms and looked as if he was enveloping the person in his arms.
After pausing for a moment in this action, the law-abiding CEO Feng suddenly felt quite contented.
No matter how you look at it, you feel that the quilt cover is not neat enough. It is either long on one side or short on that side. It is not horizontal or vertical at all.
President Feng pulled and tossed for a while, until the little guy seemed to be vaguely about to wake up from the tossing, and then he withdrew his hand quickly, closed his eyes and lay back down.
The shadow of the moon swayed slightly, and in a blink of an eye it was quiet.
Early the next morning, President Feng, who had rarely slept in, stretched out his waist comfortably, yawned and stood up. Only then did he realize that the rope on his hand had been scattered on the bed at some point, and the little kidnapper was sleeping next to him. Also missing.
¡°No, the little guy must have been taken away and punished by the bad guys above because he was too tolerant to himself.
In an instant, dozens of terrible possibilities were thought through in his mind. Feng Zhan frowned and jumped out of bed neatly. Just as he was about to go out to find someone, there was a sudden click of the door unlocking.
The missing little kidnapper came in with two plates of freshly heated pasta. He met his concerned gaze before he could hide it. He gently put down the dishes in his hands and looked at him with a faint doubt in his eyes.
"I thought - you ran away secretly while I was sleeping."
The kidnapped CEO Feng stood still, straightened his clothes, and made an excuse out of haste.
The little kidnapper blinked in surprise, his eyebrows slightly arched, and his eyes could not help but reveal a clear smile: "If I run away, will you tie yourself up and follow me?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. We businessmen are most particular about credibility. Since we have agreed that you will tie me up for three days, it will be three days, not even one minute less."
Feng Zhan chuckled lightly, raised his hand and pressed a strand of hair that was sticking up from the little guy's sleep, took the dish from his hand and put it on the table.
The pasta on the plate looks quite high-end, and the aroma of the sauce is also tempting. Feng Zhan looked at the little kidnapper who looked like Doraemon curiously, and deliberately led him to say more: "This dish is very good, did you make it?"
"I didn't make it, I just warmed it up - but it tastes fine!"
Tang Tang shook his head vigorously and made a serious promise. He carefully stirred the sauce evenly, looking like he had the air of a chef.
The little devil¡¯s space is divided into a separate area where the flow of time is static, which is specially used to store various foods, which is much easier to use than a refrigerator.
Early in the morning, I cooked chicken and fed it to Samael, and then prepared breakfast for the two of them. Tang Tang was embarrassed to drag the tortured protagonist to accompany him to feed the cat, so he secretly untied the rope and left the bedroom alone.
Worried that his kidnapping target would run away, the professional kidnapper even locked the bedroom door. He didn¡¯t expect that the protagonist was such an honest and upright person. Sure enough, he thought too much.
The touched little devil held the plate and slowly ate the pasta. Watching Feng Zhan, who had simply washed himself, come back refreshed, he secretly decided that he should be more generous, and casually put the rope into the space: " I won¡¯t tie you up anymore. You can do whatever you want, but you can¡¯t leave here until three days, okay?¡±
"Of course. In fact, I have another bid in five days, and I don't want to win. Do you want to consider helping me miss that one too"
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