Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mentally Ill? (below)

"She's fine, is she?" Su Xiaoyu looked at Su Zhixin in her arms worriedly.

Su Xiaoyu was very annoyed and blamed himself, so he should have torn the card "Xiang Yu's Arrival" as soon as possible. Otherwise, Su Zhixin would not be unconscious now.

Xiang Yu's huge tiger body was shocked, and he also looked down like Su Zhixin, he gently raised his index finger, and a ray of golden light emanated from his fingertips, gently landing on Su Zhixin's eyebrows.

"This girl was slightly injured, her head hit and she passed out, it's not a big deal, I've used the healing light on her, and she will wake up in about a minute or two." When Xiang Yu's majestic voice came out, he slowly put his fingers away.

"Alright, my time is up." After speaking, Xiang Yu's body turned into a little golden light, and gradually drifted into the distance, drifting into the distance, towards an unknown place.

"Thank you." Su Xiaoyu said sincerely and bowed to Xiang Yu.

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Not far away in the middle of a deserted road.

In the ambulance carrying Liu Daoran and Qian Fugui, it was driving fast.

A man with glasses took off his white coat and mask in the passenger seat.

"Wearing this mask is really suffocating." The bespectacled man complained.

The man with a short stature, named Xiao Chen, sighed. "It was almost exposed." Twisting his shoulders, "I didn't expect this guy named Liu Daoran to really have this shit luck, which would allow him to pick up the cultivation techniques of other sects." ”

"Don't really say it, no one can understand this thing of luck, it's like maybe I'll scream tomorrow, and if I have an adventure, I will be promoted to the ground level, and when the time comes, some of you will be jealous and envious." The middle-aged man with a bloated figure sighed.

As soon as he spoke, he immediately drew the contempt of his two companions.

"If you are as lazy as you and can be promoted to the ground level, then the sun will come out in a different direction." The short man spoke disdainfully.

"Okay, okay, you two don't quarrel first, how can these two people solve it." The man with glasses pushed his glasses with his left hand. "This Liu Daoran didn't follow the agreement, and almost exposed the secrets of another world to ordinary people."

broke the agreement of various sects and forces, took back his exercises, and then threw him back into a mental hospital. The bloated middle-aged man spoke.

The three of them nodded in agreement.

"This is indeed a good method, and I didn't expect that since a mentally ill person can get the exercises with good luck, although it is only an entry-level yellow-level exercises, it is also hard to find in the world." The thin man sighed.

"And what about this greasy, very obscene man?" The thin man pointed to Qian Fugui, who was still unconscious.

"He's ......," the bespectacled man, scratching his head, "threw him on the side of the road and ignored him." ”

The man with glasses, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the car door opening, and then heard the sound of the car door closing, very quickly.

Two bells.

"That's it." The thin man, after throwing Qian Fugui on the side of the road, slapped his palms twice.

"You're moving too fast, aren't you...... Not yet two seconds...... Will someone be broken by you...... Now it's so fast. The bespectacled man spoke a little speechlessly.

The thin man patted his head in embarrassment, "Oops, I almost forgot, he is not a cultivator." ”

"What's the matter?" The bloated middle-aged man turned his head from the driver's seat.

"Nothing happened, hurry up and drive." The diminutive man spoke quickly.

With a bang, the engine sounded, and the ambulance went faster...... Only Qian Fugui, who was still unconscious on the side of the road, was left.

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After Xiang Yu turned into golden light and left, Su Zhixin woke up in less than a minute.

"What about the strange man in the Taoist uniform and the rich man?" Su Zhixin rubbed her temples and slowly spoke.

"They were scared off by me." Su Xiaoyu stood up suddenly, swept the hair on his forehead violently, made it float, and opened his mouth in high spirits.

Su Zhixin shook her head, although she didn't know why those two people disappeared all of a sudden, but she knew that Su Xiaoyu's current three-legged cat kung fu was not the opponent of the man in the Taoist uniform at all.

"I remember, that one is a mentally ill person, I have seen his news on TV before." Su Zhixin slapped her palms violently, and suddenly realized, "No wonder I see that he always has some familiarity, as if he has seen it somewhere."

"He's a mentally ill person, and he was just taken away." Su Xiaoyu nodded and didn't brag anymore.

"What about rich money? His car is still here, and the person is gone. Su Zhixin looked at the Land Rover full of scars, her brows furrowed, and she looked puzzled.

"Ahem." Su Xiaoyu coughed, of course he wouldn't say it, because if he said one more word, Qian Fugui would be taken to a mental hospital.

"He had some connection with the mentally ill man and was taken away." Su Xiaoyu said.

Su Zhixin nodded thoughtfully.

"Sorry!!"

Just when Su Zhixin nodded, the killer Matt, who was originally lying on the ground, stood up from the spot one by one as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and then stood in a row and bowed 90 degrees to Su Xiaoyu.

A huge sound came from in front of him, Su Xiaoyu jumped back, two hands in front of him, and said vigilantly.

"What do you want to do?"

The purple-haired killer Matt suddenly knelt in front of Su Xiaoyu and kowtowed to the ground with his head.

"Please forgive us for what we did just now, I'm very sorry." The cold sweat on Matt's forehead flowed from the purple-haired killer, and he knew what he had just seen and what he shouldn't have seen.

The background of the young man in front of him is too terrifying and mysterious, and it feels terrible to think that such a god-like man was actually sent by him.

That's why after he came to his senses, he immediately sent a group message, asking the rest of the killers to apologize to the teenager.

Su Zhixin looked at these killers in surprise, and then looked at Su Xiaoyu, feeling that Su Xiaoyu made her more and more unable to see clearly, what is going on, why did these bad young people suddenly become respectful to Su Xiaoyu again.

"It seems that I haven't slept well lately, and my brain is a little bad." Su Zhixin twisted her snow-white neck. "Huh? I feel so much lighter. ”

Su Zhixin's brows furrowed again, and after she fell unconscious, she felt that her body was much lighter, and her whole body was refreshed.

"It's been getting more and more weird lately." Su Zhixin muttered.