C39 Insomnia

Although Nong Shiqiang was happy to see his own daughter, he still showed a serious expression and said to her, "But you can't be too willful. If anything suspicious happens, you must listen to Wei Yi and not cause trouble like last time."

"Got it, got it. Daddy is the nagging one!" Nong Xuejia struggled out of Juliet's embrace and ran up the stairs as he continued to jump.

Nong Shiqiang watched as his daughter left the restaurant, and asked with furrowed brows: "Where are you going?"

"Go prepare a bit and then go to school." Nong Xuejia replied and ran to the head of the stairs.

Nong Shiqiang was speechless, then said with a wry smile: "You're dizzy, Wei Yi's identity as a student has not been settled, how is he going to school?"

"Right …"

Nong Xuejia's excited expression disappeared, turning into a dull and helpless expression.

"Girl, why aren't you eating first? Why don't you go to school to play at this time?" Juliet smiled and picked up her chopsticks again.

"Fine." Although Nong Xuejia was a little disappointed, he felt it was better. He wasn't in a hurry anyway.

Nong Shiqiang grinned from the side. His precious daughter seemed to have forgotten that she still had another wish. This time, he would beat her to death and would not remind her again.

At this time, on the fake mountain in the villa, Wei Yi was playing with the Dragon Soul and Death Scythes, unwilling to let them go.

Although he was proficient in all kinds of firearms, he liked cold weapons a lot. He liked the feeling of blades stabbing into flesh, as that would allow him to clearly know if his enemies were dead or not.

"Go!" Wei Yi flung out the Death Scythes that had fused together.

Following the sound, the Death Scythes flew out in a strange trajectory, cutting off a small tree branch in the distance before returning to's hands and catching it accurately.

For a dangerous weapon like the Death Scythes, most people would not dare to take it and practice directly.

If he was hit by the cut from the blade, even if he didn't die, his tendons and bones would be broken.

However, the Death Scythes that Wei Yi feared was extremely convenient to use. It was as if he was born to use it, so there was no need to painstakingly train with it.

Wei Yi practiced like this on the fake mountain for an entire afternoon, and during that time, no one came to disturb him.

Until the evening, when Bart, who was guarding the control room, happily climbed up the fake mountain and said to Wei Yi: "Boss, it's time to eat."

"Got it." Wei Yi responded as he continued to practice how to make the two Death Scythes s move between his ten fingers.

Bart watched, with no intention of leaving.

"Is there anything else?" Wei Yi frowned, he was not used to being stared at, especially when that person had a weapon on him, which made him want to cut open his throat.

"Boss told me to inform you that you have to accompany Eldest Miss to school tomorrow." "No," Bart replied, unaware that he was on the verge of death.

"Got it." Wei Yi held back his killing intent, looked at Bart who was still unwilling to leave, and asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Boss …" "Can you accept me as your disciple and teach me some skills? The bodyguards at the manor all say that you know kung fu …"

Bart uneasily revealed his thoughts, but before he could finish, Wei Yi had already jumped down the fake mountain with a backflip.

Wei Yi was afraid that if he stayed on the fake mountain any longer, he would really not be able to control his killer instinct and kill all the dangers that approached him.

Wei Yi was not the least bit interested in Batt's talk about becoming his disciple. He did not have the orthodox skills, only the ability to kill, and these abilities were all things that could not be taught at a low level, it was not something that could be learnt overnight.

"Ai, Boss is indeed the boss. He's always so cold and merciless."

On the fake mountain, Bart was not depressed at all. He was thinking about how to please Wei Yi so that he could get close to him and follow him in the future.

Night descended once again and tonight, Wei Yi lost sleep once again. He didn't know how long Nong Shiqiang would stay at home this time and when he would get the chance to enter the secret room to look for Qiu Yin again to give her something to eat.

With regards to Qiu Yin, Wei Yi really didn't understand what was going on with him.

Seeing that Wei Yi could not sleep, the pervert shouted excitedly to let Wei Yi enjoy the beautiful picture of "Playboy" with him.

Wei Yi rolled his eyes as he lay on the coffin and pretended to be asleep, too lazy to be together with a pervert.

5 in the morning of the second day, Wei Yi who was dozing off on the coffin lid suddenly turned over and put away the phone that was showing the picture of "Playboy".

"I haven't finished reading it yet!" The pervert cried out in alarm, he pounced onto Wei Yi's body, wanting to snatch it back, but his body and Wei Yi's body suddenly felt a chill, and he suddenly had a look of helplessness from the side of the coffin. "Oh my god, return my beauty!"

The pervert knew that Wei Yi suddenly had such a reaction, it must be someone approaching his room, thus he glanced at the monitor screen in the notebook on the table.

Sure enough, the figure of "black beauty" appeared in the hallway outside the door, and was walking towards Wei Yi's room.

"This Black Widow really lacks the guidance of a man. She came so early to disturb my mood!" The pervert was gnashing his teeth in hatred, wishing that he could turn into a real monster and scare her away.

"Knock, knock."

There was a knock on Wei Yi's room. Wei Yi who was already waiting for him slowly got up, opened the door and looked at the cold black spider, then asked: "What's the matter?"

The black spider glanced at the room behind Wei Yi, then handed over the information bag in its hand and said, "This is your new identity, you have to accurately remember them within an hour, and then go to school with Miss at 7."

"Oh." Wei Yi took the bag.

After handing over the items, the black spider immediately turned around and left. But after taking a step, he suddenly turned his head to look at Wei Yi and asked: "Do you believe that there is a ghost in this world?"

Wei Yi was startled, he smiled slightly and asked: "Have you seen ghosts?"

The black spider took another glance at the mysterious coffin in the room behind Wei Yi, then said indifferently: "I haven't seen you before, seeing that you sleep in the coffin everyday, so I just casually asked."

"Maybe I'm a ghost myself." Wei Yi chuckled, and did not directly answer the black spider's question.

The black spider did not ask any further. Doubt flashed through its eyes as it changed the topic. "Be careful. Last time, you killed so many of the enemies. They might retaliate against you."

"Understood, thank you." Wei Yi replied. Since he was young, this was the second time he said thank you.

Wei Yi frowned, it seemed like the word "thank you" could easily be used twice.

Wei Yi closed the door, opened the information bag and sat on the coffin to check his new identity: Wei Yi, Male, Nationality: — Hua Xia, 18 years old, Nong Xuejia's distant cousin.

Wei Yi only needed a few glances to remember his identity. When he saw that his new identity and nationality was Hua Xia, he felt a little strange. Nong Shiqiang didn't really like Chinese people, but he actually gave him a Chinese nationality.

Presumably, it was because Nong Shiqiang was originally a Chinese, so giving him a distant cousin was more convincing.

With regards to his nationality, Wei Yi did not have any objections. On the contrary, he liked his nationality, perhaps because he looked too much like a Chinese man.