Kou Beiyue took out her mobile phone and prepared to call Xiaoyuan back, telling her that she was safe and not to worry.

Turning on the phone screen, he saw that strange number sent a message half an hour ago: "Escape!"

He had already slipped out of the nightclub before the message came.

"beep~"

He dialed Madoka's phone.

As soon as the phone was dialed, it was answered over there, and Xiaoyuan said coldly, "Kou Beiyue?"

"Xiaoyuan, it's me." Kou Beiyue lowered her voice unconsciously, like a child who has made a mistake.

Then, he heard a soft exhalation on the phone, like a fully inflated ball, finally deflated at this moment.

Just when he thought Madoka was about to curse, the voice from the loudspeaker was...

"What about him, where is the person who rescued you?"

"I don't know. After he distracted those official practitioners, I ran away." Kou Beiyue answered truthfully.

"You can do it!" Xiaoyuan sneered, gritted her teeth a bit, and said, "Next time you're looking for death, don't call me again, just die quietly and don't hurt others."

Kou Beiyue was downcast.

"I'm sorry, I'll go back and find him now." The unruly boy gritted his teeth.

"Don't look for it, I'm already here."

Kou Beiyue turned her head sharply, and saw the figure of a young man a few meters behind her, outlined little by little in the dimness.

This is a young man with an ordinary appearance, a dull expression, and a black frame. He often reminds people of words such as "science and technology dog", "otaku", and "introverted".

He is Madoka's friend? The person who saved me just now? Kou Beiyue just thought of it, and then heard Xiaoyuan's relieved voice from the speaker: "Give him the phone."

Kou Beiyue threw the phone over.

Zhang Yuanqing took it with his hand, raised it to his ear, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm not injured, and my identity hasn't been revealed."

The phone was silent for more than a dozen breaths, and Xiaoyuan said softly, "Thank you."

She quickly added: "I promise to join your gang."

Zhang Yuanqing cracked a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said hypocritically:

"Oh, don't say that, it seems like this is a deal, yes, I'm willing to help, it's because of Auntie Xiaoyuan's personality charm, we are all friends."

Hehe, Madoka, you will be mine from now on.

Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, "In short, thank you, I will repay this favor."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the unruly young man and said, "Let's not talk about it now, I still have something to ask him."

He hung up the phone, walked to the boy, handed back the phone, and asked:

"what's your name?"

When handing over the phone, he glanced at the face reflected on the screen. JrNovels.com