A supreme person in the god transformation stage directly entered a state of shock under the two backlashes, and it was really unimaginable how fierce that force was.

In the evening, Director Li received another call from the leader. There was a patient who had been hung up in the green rescue channel and continued to deal with it.

On the way, Director Li's assistant was reporting to him.

"How's the patient doing now?"

"After a preliminary diagnosis, it was a concussion-induced shock ......"

Director Li was stunned in his heart: "......, how can Tama have a concussion...... Are the brains of cultivators so fragile these days?!

"What caused it?"

"According to the surveillance of the Starfish section of the Xiuzhen Police Department, the patient fell from the sky and hit the green belt. The cause is still under investigation......" The assistant replied, "However, it is tentatively concluded that the trauma suffered by this patient should not be related to the fall from a height, and her concussion was formed before the fall." The Xiuzhen Police Station dispatched an experienced police officer, Wang, who, according to his judgment, believed that the real cause of the patient's injuries was related to the explosion in the high-end apartment a kilometer away. ”

Director Li nodded: "Well, I know." I'm on my way over now, you can follow up on the incident, and if you know the cause of the patient's injury, you must tell me as soon as possible...... In the city bureau, I was given another death order, saying that this person's life must be saved. ”

Assistant: "The director is assured that Officer Wang is very experienced, and he is doing his best to investigate the case. Analyze the reasons for the case! Just now, he watched a whole season of "Detective Conan"! ”

“……”

I don't know why, Director Li feels a little like crying without tears.

Sure enough, studying medicine can't save cultivators!

……

……

That night, at about ten o'clock in the evening, a person who should not have been here came from outside the door of the Wang family's villa.

Song Qingshu stood at the door of the villa with a briefcase with five holes in his left hand and his autumn pants tightly in his right hand.

According to Song Qingshu's original plan, he should have gotten on a supersonic plane to Mi Xiuguo. However, at the last moment, Song Qingshu found himself cowardly.

He escaped from the Membrane Immortal Castle, tried to break away from the organization, and seriously injured Bao Niang's right-hand man, Ah Zuo, who will definitely use all her strength to pursue him and obliterate him. Song Qingshu felt that he had no way out. Now even if you have escaped abroad...... It's still very unsafe!

What should I do?

Song Qingshu pondered for a long time in the small garden downstairs of the apartment complex, and quietly reviewed his life. I feel that I have not done anything bad since I was a child......

Once, he deliberately tricked people in the qualifying match, but he met a teenager with a fast hand, who claimed to be Ye Xiu, and used a hero to blast the five people on the opposite side, and killed the opposite side more than 30 times in turns, and finally surrendered directly to the opposite side......

Again, he snatched the lollipop of the child at home, but was beaten back. The kid not only claimed that he was a Shaolin lay disciple, and had learned qigong under the qigong master Wang Lin, but also learned the S-shaped Libo snakeskin movement under the talk show actor Bobo......

Again, he spied on a young lady taking a bath, and was almost caught being hammered into a geoduck by her boyfriend...... The man claimed to be the schoolgirl's close-fitting master, and he had countless girlfriends under his hands, and the girlfriends could get along peacefully!

Song Qingshu was thinking about life, the sound of police cars from the Xiuzhen Police Station and the rescue vehicles from the Fire Department accompanied by a burst of dazzling red warning lights, swaggering through the city from the entrance of the community...... At that moment, Song Qingshu's brain seemed to be dripping with a small drop of Kaisailu, and he figured it out in an instant!

Now, he has nowhere to go, if he insists on saying that there is, then the Wang family's villa is his only way to go.

However, what reason do you have to go to the seniors in this villa?

Song Qingshu glanced at the autumn pants that had saved his two lives, and gritted his teeth tightly......

So now, he is standing at the door of the Wang family's villa.

At ten o'clock, no one was asleep in the Wang family's villa. Wang's mother is upstairs brushing the drama and applying a mask, Wang's father is still working hard for his readers in the study, and the old man is downstairs watching a new large-scale ethical drama "The Old Driver Takes Me", this TV series tells the story of a retired driver with a disability, in order to realize his dream of becoming a champion driver, he took his two daughters to race in Qiuming Mountain, and finally cultivated them to become champion old drivers.

The old man was looking at it, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang, the old man was old, slightly behind his ears, and only came back to his senses after the doorbell rang for a while. At the same time, Wang Ling, who was on the second floor, also looked down......

"Who?" The old man walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a man standing at the door a little down. Just looking at his appearance, the man is already in his thirties, and his face looks a little haggard, his beard is scumbag, and he is a little unkempt.

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Are you?" ”

Song Qingshu used his spiritual sense to test slightly, and found that the old man standing in front of him seemed to be just an ordinary old man, without any spiritual power on his body, but even so, Song Qingshu still didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

In case of...... Did people deliberately hide their power?

"Senior ......" He looked at the old man with some cringe, and finally took a deep breath after a while, looked at the old man in front of him as if he had mustered up enough courage, and held the autumn pants in his hand with both hands: "I...... I'm here to return my pants! ”

Old Man Wang was stunned for a moment, and found that the autumn pants were really his own. Because this autumn pants were bought by the old man from the textile market, when he was engaged in a big sale, the old man bought dozens of them at once. This familiar texture is exactly what the old man knows.

"It's my autumn pants." The old man nodded, looked at Song Qingshu and asked, "Are you in trouble?" ”

Even though it had been more than an hour since Ah Zuolai's assassination, Song Qingshu's hands were still shaking, and he was a little speechless, not knowing what to say.

The old man is still an old man in the end, and when he was young, he didn't see anyone. I have been a chef for decades, and I have seen all kinds of diners, those diners are frowning, and the old man is like a roundworm, knowing what the other party is thinking.

The old man could see that Song Qingshu's real purpose was by no means as simple as returning autumn pants. I'm afraid I want something else. And it's so late now, it's obviously not normal to choose this time to come to the door.

Sighing, the old man patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder: "Young man, come in first...... If you have difficulties, you have to speak up, and if you don't say it, how can I know? ”