Rebirth: National Crown Prince

"Yo, the bugs are here?"

At this moment, a white figure flashed past quickly.

"bump!"

"Pfft!" Looking at Shi Can who was vomiting blood, the darkness in Wan Zexi's pupils became thicker and thicker, making Shi Can and others feel palpitations.

Where did this boy come from?

"Bedbug?" The young man smiled wickedly, and her eyes were filled with a murderous evil spirit.

"...Hmm!" Shi Can's eyes widened in shock at this sight, a chill suddenly shot up from behind, and his heart was in his throat. This person would really kill him, really would kill him. he! Shi Can had never been so frightened or scared before. He wanted to run away, he wanted to run away.

But this time he really pissed off a demon.

"ah--!"

Seeing Shi Can's tragic death, the other minions suddenly screamed in fright, and they were seen crawling and running away like shit.

Shi Can's face was twisted ferociously, and his eyes almost popped out of fear. His neck was very twisted, which looked particularly scary.

This was the first time Wan Zexi had used such a cruel method to kill someone, because no one dared to touch her bottom line.

"Grandma, grandma, grandma..." Qiao Xi'an hugged the old grandma at a loss, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

Wan Zexi walked over and looked at the old woman whose forehead was covered with blood. Her eyes darkened and she said in a very cold and solemn voice: "Take her to the best hospital in Kyoto."

"Yes, yes, go to the hospital, go to the hospital...Grandma, I will take you to the hospital."

"No... no, use..." The weak voice stopped Wan Zexi from hugging her, and the old woman's arms were raised tremblingly, "It turns out to be Xi'an, you kid, always ...I can’t run away...but...you’re so harmful, grandma, I’ve been worried about you.”

Qiao Xi'an's eyes were very red, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, grandma, I will take you to the hospital right now, take you to the hospital, grandma, I will make a lot of money to support you in the future..."

Wan Zexi felt a little nervous. She felt that this place was very familiar even before she arrived. When she arrived here, she still didn't understand. Wasn't this old lady the same one who made noodles for her and Mo Yu last time? That old lady?

The old grandma shook her head and said in a very difficult tone: "No... Grandma actually... doesn't live long. Don't spend those... unnecessary money. By the way, there is... a card... in the photo album... and it's black. , take it, remember to return it after use." The old woman's eyes were cloudy with tears, and she looked at Qiao Xi'an with very soft and kind eyes.

Hearing the card, Wan Zexi's cold eyes suddenly softened, and his elegant voice said warmly: "Grandma, do you still remember me? That night, you made us noodles."

The old lady looked over with blurry eyes. Although she couldn't see clearly, her eyes were deeply impressed. A kind smile appeared on her wrinkled face, "Remember..."

Wan Zexi's eyes were dry, and his voice became gentler, "I like eating the noodles made by grandma very much."

Shaved noodles?

The old woman's eyes became increasingly cloudy and unclear, and Qiao Xi'an's painful and pale face gradually became blurred.

Sliced ​​noodles...

She...remembered that the old man liked to eat the noodles she made the most...

The old man in her family has a big mouth, but he just likes to eat the noodles she makes. He praises her noodles as more delicious than those sold...

"Grandma! Grandma! Grandma—!" Amid Qiao Xi'an's painful and furious roar, the old grandma closed her eyes peacefully, with a faint smile visible on her wrinkled face.

Old man, your bad old wife is here to find you...

On the road to hell, don’t forget to wait for me, an old woman...

On the Naihe Bridge, I hope you are still there.