Spirit Boss - 49. Staff (on)

But it was very tormented after eating.

Wang Xiaoming kept looking at his watch, hoping to get to work soon.

Barr followed him, watching him move inch by inch against the wall like a tortoise, and said calmly, “I don’t mind the location.”

…

Wang Xiaoming’s pupils suddenly enlarged, and he stammered: “I don’t understand what you mean.”

“I mean…” Barr’s hand rested on his shoulder.

In less than a second, Wang Xiaoming rushed out like a rocket.

Because the rushing speed was too fast, the physical reflex was obviously faster than the psychological reflex, so when Wang Xiaoming realized that there was a problem with the direction he was running, he was already in the corridor outside the dormitory.

“I didn’t expect you to be so impatient.” Baal’s voice was similar to the death knell at this time, and Wang Xiaoming almost found a wall to shrink.

“I’m sorry, please let me.” More than one person’s heavy footsteps came from behind.

Wang Xiaoming and Baal looked back at the same time.

I saw four movers in gray overalls carrying a long black wooden box walking here.

“Who are you?” Wang Xiaoming was on guard. In TV dramas, such wooden boxes usually contain…bombs! He glanced at Barr quickly, as if thinking about the critical moment, whether he would have time to move the wooden box with people elsewhere.

The mover said: “We are from the Honest Moving Company. Send this to Room 305.”

…

305 is not the room where Jie Shao originally lived.

Is it from Tao Le?

Wang Xiaoming looked at it penetratingly.

“Could you please let me out first.” If the place doesn’t look very high-end, the people who live in it should have a little background, and the movers want to swear. Does he think it’s fun to carry such a big box?

Although Wang Xiaoming still had doubts about them, he still stepped aside, “Do you think this box looks familiar, as if you have seen it before?”

“This is not an ordinary box.” Baldao, “This is the coffin used by vampires to sleep.”

Wang Xiaoming suddenly said, “No wonder it’s horrible. But why did Tao Le send a vampire’s coffin to Jie Shao?”

“Not for him.”

Before Barr’s words were finished, the answer automatically emerged.

The door of Room 305 opened, and Xiang Wenxun, dressed in casual clothes, walked out of it, instructed the workers to move the box in, and then smiled at Wang Xiaoming slightly, “Come in and sit with Mr. Barr.”

Without saying anything, Wang Xiaoming immediately followed in. At first, he was very curious about the coffin. Secondly, if you can stay here until work, then you can at least temporarily avoid Barr’s “very” suggestion.

Barr obviously understood his thoughts well, so he kept sneering behind him as soon as he entered the door.

Wang Xiaoming pretended to admire the room, constantly changing angles and positions to avoid the aggressive stare behind him.

“Coke or orange juice?” Xiang Wenxun opened the refrigerator.

“Is there Sprite?” Last time Shi Feixia asked him what he wanted, he should answer Sprite. This way he would have a box of Sprite, instead of a Coke whose teeth became yellower as he drank. So this time, he decided to bravely express his thoughts.

Xiang Wenxun held a bottle of Coke and a bottle of orange juice in one hand, “Choose one.”

“……Cola.”

Xiang Wenxun poured Coke into a glass before handing it to him, “I just moved in, and the refrigerator is full of Jie Shao’s things. Next time I will remember to buy Sprite.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Wang Xiaoming took the cup with both hands, “Why would Mr. Xiang move here?”

“The house is leaking.” He gave the reason lightly.

Wang Xiaoming nodded in understanding, “A leak in the house is very troublesome.”

Barr sneered, obviously not paying for this botched excuse.

Xiang Wenxun sat down on the sofa opposite him, pressed his finger on the cigarette case in his pocket, and then retracted and said, “The things I asked someone to inquire about in France are already a bit eye-catching.”

Wang Xiaoming immediately sat up straight, “Have you found that vampire?”

“Found it.” Xiang Wenxun had no expression on his face, “Julian Barbiser. The fourteenth generation of vampire, a vampire who can only stay in the sun for six hours at most.”

His tone was very calm, but Wang Xiaoming could see the fire of anger burning in his heart.

Also, as far as he knows, vampires seem to be the smaller the algebra, the stronger the power. Usually the next generation is not as powerful as the previous generation. If Mr. Xiang’s younger brother was really embraced by the 14th generation of vampires, then Mr. Xiang’s younger brother is the fifteenth generation of vampires-he may not even be able to stay in the sun for six hours.

Thinking about this, he looked at Xiang Wenxun’s eyes with sympathy. Judging from Xiang Wenxun’s nervous attitude towards his brother, this incident must have dealt a great blow to him. It is like parents who are not happy with their children fighting, but they are even more unhappy that their children lost to others in the fight.

“Where is that vampire now?”

“Dead.” Xiang Wenxun paused, “It is said that he died in the holy war.”

Wang Xiaoming was puzzled: “Then why didn’t he complete the first embrace?” Since he can participate in some holy wars, it means that he still has the ability to act, so it shouldn’t be very difficult to complete the ceremony, right?

Don’t give Xiang Wenxun a deep look at him. From the perspective of a boss, employees like Wang Xiaoming are very ordinary. But as an older brother who had just suffered the impact of his younger brother being a vampire, Wang Xiaoming’s ability to withstand it had to be admired. Fallen angels, vampires… such shocking things from his mouth turned out to be as common as discussing novels.

“That vampire is very special.” Xiang Wenxun said lightly.

“What is special?”

Xiang Wenxun shook his head and said, “I don’t know too well. The message says that because of his looks, many vampires have a special attitude towards him.”

Wang Xiaoming said: “Is it particularly good-looking?”

Barr suddenly said, “Is there a picture of him?”

Wang Xiaoming was shocked, “Do you know?”

Xiang Wenxun got up and went into the bedroom. After a meeting, he took a fax. “There is no picture, but a vampire painted his face. The person I asked to take a picture of it with a mobile phone, and then sent it to me.”

Wang Xiaoming received the fax.

Because of the angle problem, the people on the painting are a little out of proportion, and it can be vaguely seen that they are a beautiful boy with blond hair and blue eyes.

“Really beautiful.” Wang Xiaoming admired. Although the portraits, cell phones, faxes… have gone through triple distortion, they still can’t hide the impressive facial features.

Barr’s eyes scanned the fax several times, and then he said, “Very ordinary.”

…

Wang Xiaoming thought of Isfil and came to the conclusion: Angels and humans judge the beauty of things differently.

Xiang Wenxun said: “Mr. Barr has any clues?”

The corner of Barr’s mouth curled, “If it is the fourteenth generation, you have a lot of opportunities to find the thirteen generations before him to save your brother.”

After Wang Xiaoming copied the original words, he added, “Actually, I thought of this too.”

“…” Barr felt very troubled on his face, and in order to save face, he added, “But it’s better to be faster. Because vampire jihad will have a high casualty rate. If you are unlucky, hum. ”

Wang Xiaoming quickly spread the word.

Xiang Wenxun frowned, “I have asked that person to help me investigate Julian’s eldest relative, but his origin is very mysterious. Even the fourteenth generation was said by himself.”

Wang Xiaoming sighed: “It would be great if Jin was here.”

“Who is Jin?” Xiang Wenxun’s eyes flashed.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Barr and saw that he had no objection, before he said: “Jin is a third-generation vampire.”

Xiang Wenxun lifted his spirits, “As far as I know, apart from Cain, the third-generation vampire is the most powerful of all vampires.”

Barr sneered: “Isolate and ignorant.”

Xiang Wenxun couldn’t hear his ridicule, and continued: “Can you recommend him for me? Even if he is not Julian’s immediate elder relative, I think he can find a way to save Wenjie.”

Wang Xiaoming regretfully said: “He has already gone back.” Barr once revealed a little bit about Noah’s Ark, but he didn’t quite understand it. All I know is that once Shi Feixia and the others go back, it will be difficult to come out again.

Xiang Wenxun persevered and said: “Is there any contact information?”

“I don’t know. But he promised to ask a friend to come and help.” He paused for a while, and said again, “It’s just that I don’t know when his friend will arrive.”

Xiang Wenxun smiled slightly, then comforted him: “Hope is better than no hope.”

Barr felt increasingly upset.

Before Wang Xiaoming underestimated him, he just ignored him, but now he is simply used as a mural and hung on the side to dry.

“Are you finished?” he said coldly.

Wang Xiaoming’s back was cold.

“After that, should we go home and discuss something?” Barr smiled very gloomily.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming’s face turned pale, Xiang Wenxun couldn’t help asking, “What’s wrong?”

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and dared not say, but he did not leave.

Such a gesture fell in Baer’s eyes, and it was clearly a nostalgia for Xiang Wenxun! So he stood up, put him under his arm like a briefcase, and walked out.

Boom.

Wang Xiaoming’s head hit the door hard.

Barr then remembered that he could go through the door, but Wang Xiaoming could not.

Xiang Wenxun stood up at the right time and smiled: “Mr. Barr, although our agreement was cancelled last time, we can sign a new agreement at any time if you wish.”

Barr turned to look at him.

As if feeling his gaze, Xiang Wenxun smiled more humbly, “For me, who is unable to do anything at present, I desperately hope to get Mr. Barr’s help. If there is anything that needs my help, please feel welcome. Of course, I also sincerely ask Mr. Barr to rescue my brother after the incident.”

Barr suddenly put down Wang Xiaoming, “Tell him, I want him to find a way to make you fall in love with me.”

Wang Xiaoming lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

“Do you think I dare not beat you here?”

Wang Xiaoming trembled and continued to play dead.

Barr stretched out his hand and a pen appeared in the air.

Xiang Wenxun stretched out his palm sensibly.

The pen automatically wrote a long list.

Xiang Wenxun looked at the beautifully twisted lines on his palms, still smiling, “What is this?”

Barr said proudly: “Paradise text.”