C59 Tracker (1/2)
”Gulp …” Lying on the bed, Zhang Yang rubbed his belly and thought to himself with a frown, ”F * ck, I'm actually hungry.”
He got out of bed and went downstairs.
”Blood Lizard, do you have anything to eat?” Zhang Yang walked downstairs. Looking at the Vermillion Bird's tormented body, which was covered in wounds, he shook his head and mumbled inside, ”Could it be that the blood lizard has fallen for Xuanwu?” Why didn't you execute him?
”Boss, what time is it?” Will there be anything to eat? ” Without raising its head, the blood lizard was fiddling with the weird-looking tools in its hands.
Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and said, ”There are wild chickens outside. Should I go and catch one to roast?”
”Yes.” Zhang Yang nodded. In the past, they had often stayed in the wild when they were out on missions. Roasting wild chickens was a common occurrence. It had been a long time since he had last eaten one. He really missed it.
While they were talking, the two of them walked out of the room. Standing at the door, Zhang Yang watched the blood lizard's back and frowned. There was the sound of an electric current?
He felt in his pockets with both hands: ”I didn't bring my phone …” Tracer!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's face darkened and he sneered coldly.
He walked into the house with a smile and saw Black Turtle's eyes darting around. Sweat covered his forehead as his left hand gripped his right wrist tightly.
”Black Tortoise, do you want to see the Vermilion Bird die in front of you?” Zhang Yang played with the black dragon as he stared at the unconscious Vermillion Bird on the ground.
”You … Don't be reckless. I've told you everything I know! ” Black Turtle's eyes widened. There was a trace of hatred in his vigilance. He gritted his teeth and a trace of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth.
”Is that so?” Zhang Yang stared at Black Turtle in amusement and sneered coldly. He grabbed his arm and lifted the sleeve.
”Tracer.” He saw a small black thing glued to Black Turtle's wrist. If one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't be able to see it at all.
”What's wrong?” Carrying two pheasants, the Blood Lizard walked behind Zhang Yang and looked at the item on his finger. ”This is the tracking device.”
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes at the blood lizard as he smacked his lips and cursed inside, ”This b * stard! I've been under investigation for so long, yet he didn't even find this thing.”
He frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, he carried Black Tortoise and the Vermillion Bird towards the bathroom.
”Boss, where are you going?” Puzzled, the blood lizard asked, ”Even if you're angry, you shouldn't have let him pick up the soap, right?”
”Scram!” Zhang Yang's face instantly darkened as he turned back and cursed, ”Nothing good will come out of my mouth.”
”Hee hee …”
After a while, Black Turtle came out of the bathroom. Sitting on the sofa, the Blood Lizard instantly pulled out its military thorn and placed it across its chest, thinking, ”Could this guy be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?”
If he could defeat Zhang Yang due to his hostility … Even he himself couldn't do it! As the blood lizard thought of this, its palms were covered in sweat, and its eyes were also filled with killing intent.
”Where's the Blood Dragon?”
”…”
”You bastard! You killed him? ” The blood lizard's eyes were wide open, red rimmed eyes, and veins were popping out on its forehead. ”I'm going to kill you!”
When Black Turtle saw this, he helplessly smiled and shook his head, ”Why are you so mad?”
”You … ”Boss?” A familiar voice rang out. The blood lizard froze on the spot, staring at the 'Black Turtle' in disbelief. ”Boss, how did you do that?”
After saying that, the blood lizard ran to Black Turtle and closely examined his face. ”What the f * ck! How did you do that?!”
”Alright, this is for you.” Zhang Yang took off the human skin mask from his neck and threw it to the lizard. ”Try it. Tomorrow night, we'll go to the hot dance.”
”Huh …” The blood lizard looked at the human skin in his hand in disgust. If Zhang Yang brought Xuanwu's, then he brought the Vermillion Bird's?
When it thought of that time, the blood lizard felt as if there was a shower of rain …
The next night, Zhang Yang and the Blood Lizard put on their masks and rode that cool car to the door of the dance.
”Martial Lord, how do you do Lord Sparrow?” Just as he entered, a yellow-haired man called out respectfully.
Zhang Yang slightly nodded and asked in a hoarse voice, ”Are the two of you here?”
”He's here. He's in the chartered room.” The blonde laughed. ”Martial Lord, your voice …”
”Well, I had a cold. ”Bring me there.” Zhang Yang replied calmly as he walked inside with the blood lizard.
”Still in the same room …” The blonde mumbled to himself as he led the way.