Chapter 101: The Nangong Family Wants to Stab Song Yan

It was still the ordinary hotel, still the tightly covered room, Lawrence was licking the wound silently, a handsome face with a faint twist of color.

He was too careless, he almost lost his life because of his carelessness. Of course, it was also related to Song Yan's youth. Who would have thought that such a young boy would be an innate powerhouse, and he had not been corrupted yet. Fragrance influence.

Now, with his injury, it would be difficult to recover without a month of rest. Therefore, for the sake of his life, he could no longer deal with Song Yan in person.

"It seems that the only way to kill people is to borrow a knife!"

Lawrence murmured something, and laughed grimly.

Nangong's house.

Nangong Yuntian was very angry. The only male of the Nangong family was assassinated twice, once in the car, and the second time, he was even more daring, and the killer went to the hospital.

If it wasn't for his son's heart, then the only heir to the Nangong family might have been killed.

But what made him even more angry was that the killer was still on the run, and even the innate master of the Nangong family did not catch the damn killer.

Suddenly, his personal cell phone rang.

Few people knew his private mobile phone number, but what puzzled him was that the caller was an unknown number.

"Mr. Nangong Yuntian, I have sent an email that you will be interested in in your mailbox, I hope you can take a look."

The voices coming from the phone are processed and can't tell the male or female.

"Who are you?" Nangong Yuntian asked in a deep voice.

"Snapped!"

The phone hung up, leaving him only blind tone.

Immediately, Nangong Yuntian's heart burst into anger, and he dared to hang up my phone. He really wanted to call back and question the other party, but in the end he suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to look at the so-called email first.

After logging in to my mailbox, I saw an email sent two minutes ago.

Open the email and read it.

When he read this email, there was an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

"Come on!"

Nangong Yuntian drank it cold.

"Third Master, what are your orders?" The man in black entered the room and asked.

"In an hour, I want to meet a student named Song Yan from Shengye Middle School, can I do it?" Nangong Yuntian said solemnly.

"Yes." The man in black replied, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"He has a close relationship with Blood Rose, and Jun'er was assassinated twice, and he was inseparable from him."

"My subordinate understands."

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in the school dormitory.

Song Yan leaned on the simple sofa in the hall, frowning deeply.

The appearance of the gold-medal killer made him feel a huge crisis. Although he had seriously injured the other party, as long as the other party didn't die, it would be a threat to him and the uncle's family.

"What should I do?" Song Yan asked himself.

The uncle's family of three are ordinary people. The uncle is going to work in the unit, Song Xue is going to school, and the aunt is staying at home.

That is to say, he simply cannot protect them personally.

For a moment, he once again felt the embarrassment of being powerless.

"If only I had a few loyal masters under my command."

Suddenly, Song Yan's heart moved, thinking of a lottery draw, raising the perspective magic power to the second-rank medium, consuming 2 million gas points, but today, the reputation value has increased by about 100, and the total reputation value is still about 5.3 million.

Enough for one draw.

It's just that the lottery has a lot of uncertainty, and it may not be possible to draw skills or magical powers that can solve his problems.

So, he was hesitant.

But until you can think of other ways, you can only draw a lottery.

"Meow, I want to draw a lottery!"

The lottery disc appeared, and he raised his hand and clicked on the big prize word.

The lottery hand began to rotate rapidly.

Finally, he stopped on the green grid. Suddenly, Song Yan's breath was tight. It was actually a green grid.

At this moment, two big golden characters "Puppet" appeared on the green grid, and the next second, the word "Puppet" turned into golden light and disappeared into Song Yan's eyebrows.

"It's actually a third-grade supernatural power!"

Song Yan almost jumped up in joy, how precious the third-rank magical power is, it can be seen from the fact that it takes 50 million qi points to raise the second-grade perspective magical power to the third-rank, but now, he has actually drawn a third-grade magical power.

But at this moment, a pain like a needle stick came from his mind.

He knew that this was the fusion of magical powers.

After gritting his teeth and persevering for a few minutes, there was a sense of enlightenment in his heart, and he knew what kind of magical power this "puppet" was.

Puppet: Grade 3 supernatural power, after the supernatural power is used, it can control any creature whose mental power is not more than twice that of the host. Creatures controlled by puppet supernatural powers will become slaves of the host forever until death.

The number of uses can be used once a day.

After figuring out the function of the puppet's magical powers, Song Yan opened his eyes and his face was full of excitement. Immediately, he remembered the gold medal killer of Lawrence. If I could make him a puppet, wouldn't I have an extra powerful man? men.

Thinking of this, he had the urge to look for Lawrence immediately.

Then, he thought of Li Longyang, the other party is also the innate master, and because of the relationship between the Zhao family and his fingers, if he can be turned into his own puppet, not only can he gain a subordinate of the innate master, but also use it. The power of the Li family.

Thinking of this, he decided to go to the Martial Arts Alliance branch tomorrow. It would be fine if Li Longyang didn't bother him anymore. Once he got into trouble, he would use his puppet magical powers to turn him into his slave.

At that time, Li Longyang can send someone to secretly protect the uncle and aunt.

With a plan in mind, Song Yan was no longer so worried, and went to the computer again, preparing to learn about Eastern medicine.

Just as he got up, he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the door. Judging from the footsteps, this group of people were not ordinary people. Suddenly, his expression froze, and he felt a little more vigilant in his heart.

"boom!"

The dormitory door was violently slammed open, and a group of men in black filed in.

The man in black at the head is a thin middle-aged man. His appearance is very ordinary, but his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

"Are you Song Yan?" The man in black asked.

"I am. Who are you guys?" Song Yan asked back, thinking that these black-clothed men should be unkind.

"Grab it and take it away!"

The leading man in black waved his hand, and immediately two men in black rushed out, each reaching out and clasping a hand on Song Yan's shoulder.

"Humph!"

Since the other party had already started, Song Yan would not be polite, he snorted coldly, and his fists flew out like two dragons going out to sea.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two men in black who shot were both warriors in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, but in Song Yan's eyes, they were not much different from ordinary people. With one punch, both of them were injured and flew back.

The head of the man in black couldn't help but narrow his eyes, a flash of surprise flashed, and waved again: "Come on together."

Immediately, the eight men in black behind him all flew out, scattered around him, and attacked Song Yan together.