Chapter 227

(Thank you, the monthly tickets of Yingye and Qiufeng, are all cute. By the way, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the hands are also stiff, and the typing speed has been greatly reduced. Don’t think about what conditions can be for the student dormitory, it’s cold-drying, I hope everyone can support it!)

“It’s closed?”

Ye Ling's body fell in a street moral alley away from Anding District. He noticed the abnormality of the cafe with sharp eyes and frowned slightly. Could it be because of District 11?

Ye Ling's legs became weak and almost fell down. His stomach made a "gurgling" sound, and his throat and lips were so dry.

"Fortunately, I flew back in time."

The blood in the Blood Sea Space was almost exhausted, and only the most basic consumption was maintained. Ye Ling's current combat power was infinitely close to five.

He hurried back to the store with Himeji in his arms. Ye Ling was shocked by the scene in front of him. Within the few hours he left, it seemed that he had encountered a terrifying typhoon in Anding District. Not only were there tables and chairs, but even a thin wall of isolation was missing a large hole. The ground was covered with glass slag, and blood was not only not cleaned, but it sprinkled every corner of the cafe like raindrops.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ye Ling had a strong dissatisfaction in his calm pupils. This was his territory, and he was actually making trouble like this. It was very good. No matter who it was, I hope he was a person who could calculate a thousand and minus seven.

After stumbled upstairs, Ye Ling felt that the first time that Hinata was still quite heavy and could not even hold her up.

"Ye Ling, you are back."

The old man in Fangcun, wearing Tang suit, met Ye Ling in the corridor and nodded slightly to him.

"Well, what happened here? After I left..."

"Come with me."

The old man from Fangcun took Hime from Ye Ling and led him to the conference room on the third floor.

Everyone except Kaneki and Dong Xiang were all here.

"Where are the two of them?!"

Ye Ling grabbed the old man's arm suddenly, eager to find out the whereabouts of the two people who were absent.

"Has Kaneki been taken away?"

Ye Ling sat on the sofa, vaguely guessed something, and asked impatiently.

"Yes."

Sifang, who had been waiting here for a long time, nodded.

"Damn it! Is it the man from the Bronze Tree?"

Ye Ling hammered the coffee table angrily, shaking several cups and plates.

"That's right."

Sifang's short and powerful answers make people wonder if this is a robot, and only a simple Q&A program is set up.

"What about Dong Xiang? Is she safe?"

After roughly understanding the situation of Jinmu, Ye Ling asked his most concerned question. Why, except Jinmu, Dong Xiang was not present, and seemed a little anxious.

"Dong Xiang...is not very good. She is seriously injured and unconscious."

This time the answer was the old man Fangcun. After considering the words and sentences, he slowly told Ye Ling the truth.

"Damn...bastard!"

Ye Ling gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. His body really had no more strength. His throat was so dry.

"Where is she now? Take me to see her, hurry!"

After a moment of silence, Ye Ling pulled the old man's arm like crazy and ran towards the door.

"Zero, calm down."

The female clerk stood up when she saw her and whispered.

"Sorry, I can't calm down."

Ye Ling said, turning his gaze to the store manager.

"Dong Xiang is in her room."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Ye Ling had already opened the door and rushed out before him, leaving behind a room where people were constantly shaking their heads.

But Ye Ling hurriedly felt that when Dong Xiang's door was in front of the door, he suddenly became lightly. After opening the door, he walked in carefully and carefully, his movements were unusually... slutty.

"What are you doing?"

The old man from Fangcun who followed closely followed suddenly made a sound, which scared him carefully and felt a little guilty.

"It's nothing, visit Dong Xiang."

Ye Ling coughed, which made him feel a little embarrassed, and he was also a sign of sore throat.

“So thirsty.”

Ye Ling felt that he was almost turning into a mummy, just like a jealous traveler exposed to the Sahara Desert and exposed to the sun, and the water in his body evaporated through his pores.

Pour a glass of water and moistened his throat and lips slightly, but then he was filled with stronger dryness and desire. Ye Ling immediately stopped this meaningless behavior and opened the door to Dong Xiangjiang's bedroom.

"Are you okay?"

The store manager of Fangcun felt Ye Ling's weak aura and asked in concern.

"It's okay, I'm a little exhausted."

Ye Ling stopped the store manager from helping him, and his eyes fell on Dong Xiang who was still lying on the bed. Although he closed his eyes, he frowned.

Although the abrasions and bruises on Dong Xiang's face have been treated and bandaged, how can I hide this from Ye Ling? I feel distressed, but I am more angry.

"sorry……"

Ye Ling cut his index finger and barely squeezed out a few drops of blood and fell into Dong Xiang's mouth. His originally frowning brow gradually unfolded, and the scars on his face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few seconds, Dong Xiangjiang, who was originally seriously injured and unconscious, had her eyelashes trembled, and then her eyelids were lifted open, with confusion and doubt in her eyes reflecting Ye Ling's pale face.

"Himi!"

Dong Xiang's first reaction was to call Himeshi's name, and he grabbed Ye Ling's shoulder with both hands and asked loudly: "Is Himeshi safe?"

"Don't worry, she's fine."

Ye Ling smiled and said, "Since you are fine, I'm relieved."

Only then did Dong Xiangjiang realize that Ye Ling's face didn't seem very good, and there was a little more melancholy in his expression. He asked softly: "Are you okay?"

"certainly."

Ye Ling nodded with a smile and said, "You have a good rest first, we will solve other things."

Standing up, Ye Ling was about to leave a slutty back to deepen his impression or something. Suddenly his legs became soft, and he felt a dizzy turn, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Ye Ling!"

"zero!"

It seemed as if he heard Dong Xiang's exclamation. Ye Ling shook his head, letting his consciousness wake up, and then he showed an unknown smile and said, "It's okay, I'm just tired and my legs are a little weak. That guy is quite able to run away."

Ye Ling fell into the arms of the store manager without any resistance this time, what a warm harbor.

"You guy..."

Dong Xiang found that her body had completely improved, walked out of bed, looked down at Ye Ling, who was weak all over and was held by the store manager, and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, hey, why are you sighing?"

Ye Ling immediately protested dissatisfiedly. Why did this expression look so similar to parents' naughty children? Is it very inconsistent?

"It looks like nothing is wrong."

The old man in Fangcun was silent for a long time, and then said to Ye Ling blindly.

"Of course there won't be any trouble."

Ye Ling tried to stand up by himself. Although it was a little unstable, he could hold the old man's arm to maintain balance. As for putting his shoulders on it...

Ye Ling was sadly aware that his height seemed to be a little insufficient, so he had to break off the ground with his feet.

"Everyone is here."

The old man Fangcun took Ye Ling back to the conference room and swept his eyes across the hall. The healed Dong Xiangjiang followed behind him, which immediately changed the faces of Nishio and others.

"Although someone will come later, let's start first."

Everyone found a seat to sit down, and stood with their arms folded in all directions, like a tower that would never fall.

"Discuss the problems that occur in District 11."

When Ye Ling's store manager told everyone about his inspection from District 11, he then summed up: "What countermeasures should we take in Anding District."

"But before that, I must first tell you something about the Kaneki he was taken away..."

The old man Yoshimura's tone seemed a little low. After causing the expressions of several people to change, he calmly spoke: "Please be mentally prepared to never see him again in the future."

"Hey, old man! Stop talking nonsense to me there."

Nishio, who usually seems to look down on Kotanki the most, jumped out to object. Because his emotions were too intense, he stood up from his sitting state.

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Dong Xiang's face also became very bad. She was hesitating about something in her heart and looked at Ye Ling, who was pale.

"We should go and save him, right?"
Chapter completed!