Ye Simei felt a little chill in her back, Luo Zhiyu suddenly reached out to support her waist, and said, "Don't be afraid, there is me." ”

Ye Simei was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and saw his eyes, which seemed to have stars shining in them.

And in Luo Zhiyu's eyes, Ye Simei's eyebrows and eyes exuded a fatal charm, which made him feel a little unstable.

But he immediately stabilized, turned his head to look at those strong men, and the leading strong man said, "Is it a charming anchor?" ”

Ye Simei nodded and said, "It's me." ”

The strong man in the lead turned sideways and said, "Mr. Yang is waiting for you, please." ”

Luo Zhiyu bent his arm, Ye Simei hesitated, grabbed his arm, and the two walked to the car together.

The strong man in the lead stretched out his hand to stop him: "Who is this?" ”

"I'm Ms. Meimei's bodyguard." Luo Zhiyu said calmly.

The leader didn't say anything, got in the car, Ye Simei felt uncomfortable all the way, and drove for several hours before finally arriving at Yang's house.

The Yang family is located halfway up the mountain, it is a mansion, and at first glance it is the kind of wealthy family that has been used for generations.

And the security here is very tight, there are security guards in black suits everywhere, all of them are so fierce that not even a fly can fly in.

Ye Simei and the others were taken into the hall of the mansion, and a middle-aged man sat at the top of the hall, he was wearing a Tang costume with a buckle in the Republic of China, with a fierce face and a dragon-headed cane in his hand.

And two teams of bodyguards in black suits stood on both sides, and this battle was like the ancient king of the mountain.

Ye Simei saw such a formation for the first time, her legs were a little weak, Luo Zhiyu gently supported her, and gave her a comforting look, indicating that everything is with me.

Yang Zhendong glanced at Ye Simei, turned his head sideways to look at Luo Zhiyu, and said with a smile: "It turned out that the eldest young master of the Luo family was visiting, and he was disappointed." ”

Luo Zhiyu said indifferently: "Mr. Yang doesn't have to be polite. I'm just coming with my friends. ”

Yang Zhendong moved his gaze to Ye Simei's body again, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This woman has a natural charm that can hook people's eyes.

He smiled and said, "It turns out that the charming anchor is actually Luo Dashao's friend, but I was rude." ”

He changed his words and said, "I just don't know if the things sold by the Meimei anchor have anything to do with Luo Dashao?" ”

Ye Simei opened her mouth and said, "Those spiritual weapons have nothing to do with Luo Dashao. ”

Yang Zhendong asked with a smile: "I don't know where these spiritual weapons come from?" ”

Ye Simei's face was gloomy, and she said: "Mr. Yang, listen to my advice, only ask what should be asked, and don't ask what shouldn't be asked." The more you know, the more dangerous it becomes. ”

A strong man next to him scolded: "How can you talk to Mr. like this? ”

Ye Simei glanced at him and said unceremoniously: "I'm talking to Mr. Yang, when will it be your turn to interject?" Are Mr. Yang's people so unruly? ”

"You!" The strong man was furious.

Yang Zhendong raised his hand to stop him and said to Ye Simei: "Little girl, you are very courageous." Do you know what this place is? Do you really think that if you anger me, Luo Dashao by your side can protect you? ”

Luo Zhiyu's face was a little unsightly, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Ye Simei said: "Mr. Yang is a smart person, so he should naturally know how powerful a person who can take out so many spiritual weapons is. ”

Not only was she not afraid, but she took a step forward and said, "Mr. Yang, be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth!" ”

Yang Zhendong's face was gloomy and he stared at her deadly.

Ye Simei's eyes were cold, and the two of them met each other, and they were able to fight evenly.

Even Luo Zhiyu was slightly surprised.

Ye Simei looked delicate and weak, but she didn't expect to be so bold.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely solemn, and after a long time, Yang Zhendong laughed and said, "The little girl has the guts, I like young people like you." ”

Ye Simei said without giving face: "Mr. Yang, I'm not here to make you like it. Originally, as long as there is no quality problem with the things we sell, there will be no other after-sales service. But I will come when Mr. Yang's beloved son is earnest and his words are sincere. But looking at Mr. Yang's appearance just now, it doesn't seem that I am very welcome. ”

At this time, you must not be cowardly.

The more awesome she pretended, the more jealous Yang Zhendong became.

Luo Zhiyu looked at her thoughtfully.

Sure enough, Yang Zhendong was no longer rude, but with a smile on his face, he stood up and said, "Miss Meimei misunderstood." Thanks to the spiritual weapon you sold, our family was able to escape a catastrophe this time. It's too late for me to thank you, so how can you be rude? I'm a rough person, so don't worry about me anymore. ”

Ye Simei said coldly: "There is no need to say other polite words. Mr. Yang, please let Ling Lang out. ”

Yang Zhendong clapped his hands, and a nurse walked out with a wheelchair, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was a teenager, who was Heiyun.

He looked at Ye Simei and Luo Zhiyu strangely, and said, "Didn't you say that the Meimei anchor is coming tonight?" Where is she? ”

Yang Zhendong's eyes were a little dangerous, and he said, "Isn't it this lady?" ”

Yang Tinghua stared at Ye Simei carefully for a long time, and said with some doubts: "Strange, why can't I remember what the Meimei anchor looks like?" She looked a little like it, and she didn't feel like it. ”

Yang Zhendong shook the knife over, and Ye Simei said coldly: "Since I dare to sell spiritual weapons live on the Internet, I naturally have my means, so you don't have to be confused." ”

Yang Zhendong will be skeptical.

Ye Simei walked up to Yang Tinghua and pulled up his trouser legs, his entire right leg was already blackened, and it looked like the limbs of a dead corpse.

Yang Zhendong finally had a trace of worry in his eyes, and said, "How is my son's leg?" Can it be cured? ”

Ye Simei frowned, thought carefully about the records in "The Encyclopedia of Demons and Monsters", and said: "That spirit is condensed from the dead corpse, the corpse qi is extremely heavy, your leg has been corroded by the corpse qi, and it is impossible to recover." ”

Yang Zhendong was shocked, there was a little anger in his eyes, and he was about to get angry, Luo Zhiyu suddenly blocked in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yang, please calm down, compared to your life, you only lost one leg, which is already a great luck." ”

The anger on Yang Zhendong's face turned into a touch of sadness, and he said, "If I hadn't been tampered with by that monster, if I had found out earlier...... Nor will it be this result. ”

Ye Simei said: "This kind of spirit monster conjured from the corpse has the memories of the dead before death, especially hatred, which will be deeply imprinted in its mind. It will seek out its enemies and take revenge. ”

Speaking of this, she said: "Mr. Yang's ancestors have harmed a lot of people, right? ”

Yang Zhendong was taken aback: "What do you mean?" ”