In the face of danger, Zhao Yan's right fist swung out with a backhand, hitting the air with a bang!

Impacted by the powerful force, Zhao Yan's whole center of gravity shifted, and he involuntarily took half a step back.

But the next wave of offensive has arrived, Zhao Yan blocked with his left hand again, and his body shook again.

finally stood still, but his face suddenly changed drastically!

Yang Zhixin in the room, the four fingers of her right hand rotated, as if she was playing the pipa.

The air was stimulated by her fingers, and countless invisible and qualitative *** were formed in an instant, and the target was aimed at Zhao Yan, as if a Gatling was firing with all his might!

The competitive spirit was aroused, Zhao Yan didn't hide anymore, squatted down and stepped to open the posture, opened the bow left and right, dragged the afterimage with both hands, and opened the incoming air bullets one by one.

In the first ten seconds, Zhao Yan was able to resist as much as he could, but soon, he found that the power of the air bomb was getting stronger and stronger, and the frequency was getting higher and higher.

A minute later, the density of the air bomb did not decrease at all, and it poured wildly towards Zhao Yan like a torrential rain.

And Zhao Yan's hands were already feeling sore, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Zhao Yan's heart was bright, if he kept being beaten like this and didn't fight back, he would hold on for another half a minute at most, and his hands would have to be scrapped, and then the whole person would be beaten into a broken sack.

But at a distance of more than ten meters, the power of each air bullet waved out casually is already comparable to that of *** bullets.

"Don't make trouble!" Zhao Yan was aggrieved and angry, and couldn't help but say angrily.

Yang Zhixin grinned, and her right hand made a flower-like shape, no longer popping up, and the stormy offensive was also slowed down.

Zhao Yan took advantage of the situation and took a few steps back and rubbed his arms.

On the forearms of both hands, there was already a bruise. The blood vessels on the back of the hand are knotted together, as if they are about to burst at any moment, which is terrifying.

Zhao Yan quickly took out a few silver needles and stabbed them a few times on each of his arms, and the bulging blood vessels slowly returned to normal, but the bruises could not dissipate.

No wonder she disdained these guns after trying the power of the AK47, Zhao Yan estimated that if she used her full strength, the power should not be weaker than the M134 Vulcan cannon.

Zhao Yan can be sure that if he really wants to provoke the eldest lady, someone of the level of Ji Huaijie or Han Xuefeng will give away more or less heads.

"Miss, you're too ruthless!"

"Isn't that okay? I remember some people always boasting, 'Man, you can't say no.'" Yang Zhixin's voice sounded narrowly.

"Good men don't fight with women, I still have something to do, if you don't know how to cook, let your apprentice help find a way!" Zhao Yan returned to his room angrily, and quickly took a shower and changed clothes.

After Zhao Yan returned to the house, Yang Zhixin waved at the door a little bored.

After the snort, a row of thin holes appeared on the hard granite doorpost twenty meters away!

Zhao Yan naturally didn't see this scene.

By the time he finished tidying up, Matt's car had already driven outside Gate 18 of Yundu Mountain.

"Mr. Zhao, it's really a real person who doesn't show up, yesterday my surname Ma really looked away. Matt smiled and greeted him familiarly.

"Everybody is each other. Zhao Yan replied nonchalantly.

Matt is also a fine person, seeing that Zhao Yan is unwilling to talk nonsense, he pulled Zhao Yan into the car.

The two were silent all the way.

"Forgive me for being abrupt, Mr. Zhao, why did you buy a house and settle here?" After hesitating a few times, Matt finally spoke.

"Oh, this house was given to me by Xiao Dong, is there any problem?"

"I heard that the owner of this Yundu Mountain has been doing some evil things in the past few years, but the legend is half-true and half-true, and we are not sure. ”

"I heard before that this eighteenth has the meaning of eighteen layers of hell, and several families who live here in front of them have also had accidents, and their families are ruined. ”

Zhao Yan knew about this, according to the eldest lady, the eighteenth house was originally a formation that gathered yin qi, and of course ordinary people couldn't bear it.

And there is also that weird blood puppet master haunting the neighborhood, and he is not a good person at first glance.

But what the specific situation, Zhao Yan knows no more than Xiao Wuyang and others.

Hearing Matt's serious tone, not like he was joking, Zhao Yan couldn't help but be a little curious.

However, Matt is an acting school, and he pretended to be scared before, which made people relax their vigilance, and it is difficult to say which face is his true face.

Seeing that Zhao Yan was quite interested, Matt also opened the conversation box and told Zhao Yan everything he knew about Qi Xiao.

According to Matt, Qi Xiao was originally penniless, but he seized the opportunity to start from scratch by hyping calligraphy, painting and antiques, and he has a set of experience in appreciating treasures.

After accumulating a large amount of capital, Qi Xiao bought Yundu Mountain, which was originally a barren mountain range, through the relationship accumulated by reselling antiques, developed it, and built many mansions.

Many people also bought his face and became the first residents of Yundu Mountain.

After that, it was the process that Zhao Yan was familiar with, Qi Xiao was centered on the residents of Yundu Mountain, weaving his own network.

He once tried to cooperate with the Qiao family, but was refused, the young lady believes that this person is still dormant, and his ambition is definitely not only to be a mountain king. Matt concluded.

"Oh?

"There must be a reason for her when she says that, I dare not doubt it. Miss is the wisest person I have ever met, and even Master Qiao thinks that she has more potential to inherit the Qiao family than the two young masters. Matt said solemnly.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but have a strong interest in this Qiao Yaxi, Xiao Wuyang had said before that the Qiao family was a behemoth that he could only look up to.

If you want to become the successor of the Qiao family, the requirements are obviously not ordinary.

Soon, the two arrived at their destination, a villa that was not particularly high-end.

When he entered the door, Zhao Yan saw an acquaintance: Han Xuefeng, who had a vicious battle with Ji Huaijie yesterday, was a little miserable at that time.

At this time, his complexion was still not very good, but the previous trauma that made people's scalp tingle was already very good, and the originally broken arm was in a plaster, but it was not hung on the neck, which was obviously not particularly serious.

Seeing Zhao Yan coming in, Han Xuefeng didn't speak, but just nodded Mu Ran as a greeting.

"Mr. Zhao, Miss is waiting for you upstairs, I won't go up, please." Matt reached out to the stairs and made a "please" gesture.

Zhao Yan went up to the second floor, and the door of the study was ajar.

It can be seen that a woman is sitting in front of the desk, wearing glasses and reading a book.

Zhao Yan knocked on the door.

"May I come in?"

The woman put down the book, raised her head, and smiled at Zhao Yan.

"Of course, Mr. Zhao...... Or, the legend of the blood list, Emperor Yan?"