Compared with the worry of the reciprocal meeting, Gu Beibei was more worried about Mo Yelang's safety.

If he was really caught by Luo Haoxuan, presumably Luo Haoxuan would definitely not treat his uncle well.

Gu Beibei clenched his fists tightly, and the nails of his four fingers pinched the palms of his palms without blood.

She forced herself to calm down and closed her eyes.

Ding~, the elevator stopped.

Gu Beibei and Mo Yuwei glanced at each other and took a small step outward.

According to the layout plan that day, the 30th floor is only Luo Haoxuan's office.

Directly opposite the elevator is the staircase for the safe passage.

Gu Beibei and Mo Yuwei quickly dodged into the staircase, but fortunately, the elevators of the Galaxy Building liked to be placed in the corner.

In addition, there are very few people on this floor except Luo Haoxuan on weekdays, so the actions of the two did not attract anyone's attention.

She poked her head out and glanced at both sides, the elevator was just around the corner, with a wall on the left and a blind spot on the right.

Gu Beibei tiptoed out of the staircase, gently leaned his back against the wall, and poked his head out cautiously.

She glanced at it quickly, then shrunk her neck back.

At the door of Luo Haoxuan's office, there were two "giants".

The reason why she is called "giants" is because from her point of view, the two of them are at least half a body taller than her.

She swallowed her saliva and glanced at Mo Yuwei behind her with a little worry.

Mo Yuwei was a little confused, so she asked with her mouth, "What's wrong?" ”

Gu Beibei gestured with his hand, Mo Yuwei obviously didn't understand what she meant, and quietly moved over and poked her head out.

At this glance, in front of Mo Yuwei's eyes, it was obviously a person's waist, and Mo Yuwei moved her gaze upward.

Facing a swarthy face with European and American characteristics, because of the color of her skin, the white eyes that were glaring at her looked particularly prominent.

"I..."

Before the word could be spoken, a big palm stretched out, and Mo Yuwei was already picked up.

Gu Beibei hurriedly rushed out, and in front of her, Mo Yuwei hung in the air like a chicken powerless.

She was grabbed by a black man in a black suit.

Just looking at the height, at least two meters, on the head is a short curly hair, the lips are very thick, and the standard black look.

Before Gu Beibei could react, he heard Mo Yuwei struggling in the air and shouting, "Beibei be careful." ”

There were two bodyguards at the door of Luo Haoxuan, and the other one was standing at the door waiting, but when he saw Gu Beibei coming, he also came over.

The two-meter height did have a sense of oppression, and somehow, with his footsteps, Gu Beibei also felt that the whole floor was shaking.

The one who came later crossed over Mo Yuwei and the companions in front of him, and reached out to pick up Gu Beibei.

Of course, Gu Beibei couldn't just stand stupidly like that and let him carry it, but his petite figure played a role at this time.

She bent quickly and slipped behind the black man's hand.

Before the black man could react, Gu Beibei turned around and kicked the black man in the waist.

After a muffled sound, Gu Beibei frowned.

Did this man have an iron plate tied around his waist... Or is his muscles really as hard as an iron plate?

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The black man had already turned around at this time, he stretched out his hand to fish, but he didn't catch it, Gu Beibei followed Old Man Gu to climb trees and catch fish, and the speed was not comparable to ordinary people.

She bent down and got under the black man's creaky socket, then aimed at the black man's bottom three, and kicked hard into the middle of his bottom lane.

There is this trick, thanks to Old Man Gu's teaching.

Old man Gu had told her countless times that if she ran into a man she couldn't deal with, she would directly attack him on the lower road, and this trick would be much more useful than other tricks.

But Gu Beibei looked at the unresponsive black man in front of him and blinked, what Old Man Gu said... Sometimes it's not all right...

She dodged quickly again, and used all the fighting skills she had learned from Old Man Gu on the black man in front of her.

What kind of horizontal elbows, shoveling legs, stepping on legs, a set of tricks down, Gu Beibei was panting, and the black man looked at her playfully like a kitten with teeth and claws.

He said in broken Chinese: "You, what's the harm... Ben City, all try out. ”

Gu Beibei's big and round eyes stared at the black man who was so much taller than him, and he touched the bag tied to his waist under his hand, as if he had touched a spring 7 knife.

Her eyes lit up, this was given to her by Mo Yuwei that day, saying that she was okay to take with her, so that she could defend herself.

But this kind of thing is always a little dangerous for Gu Beibei, and she has never had such a huge difference in strength, so she has never used it.

Now that she touches it, it seems to give her a little more hope.

She held the knife tightly in her hand and stepped back a long way, and the black man was still staring at Gu Beibei with a good look.

Watching her run a few quick steps to help, and then leap in the air, Mo Yuwei on the side was a little stunned.

Gu Beibei's skills are about to catch up with professional athletes.

said that it was too late, and Gu Beibei stabbed the knife in his hand forward the moment he landed.

The black man's reaction was also extremely fast, he quickly dodged and dodged, but his cheek was still cut by the spring 7 knife in Gu Beibei's hand.

He gently wiped the blood that was slowly flowing out of his face, and he seemed to be a little angry, and cursed in a low voice to Gu Beibei7: "Shi T!"

Seeing that the momentum was getting more and more wrong, Mo Yuwei struggled desperately for a while in the hands of another black man, and while struggling, she didn't forget to shout to Gu Beibei: "Beibei, run!" ”

The black man carrying Mo Yuwei was obviously dissatisfied with her yelling, he put Mo Yuwei back on the ground, pinched her shoulders tightly, and with a click, Mo Yuwei seemed to hear a crisp sound of bones, and her pupils shrank painfully.

Before she could exhale the pain, the black man grabbed her shoulder and slammed it against the wall.

The white jade wrench on Mo Yuwei's neck jumped out of her clothes because of this impact.

A muffled sound came, Mo Yuwei's forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat, her lips turned pale, and she secretly thought in her heart, I wouldn't be here to explain this arm today...

This hit was really painful, Mo Yuwei suddenly bared her teeth, if she wasn't stronger, I'm afraid the tears would have rushed out on the spot.

There was a strong pain in the shoulder, and the black man's hand was still tightly grasping on it, and the other hand seemed to want to come up and grab Mo Yuwei's other shoulder again.

Mo Yuwei was powerless to resist, so she could only tilt her head sideways, close her eyes and desperately wave the hand that could still move on the other side, hoping to stop the black man's hand for a few points.

But minutes passed, and the expected pain did not come.

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Mo Yuwei opened her eyes in confusion, but as soon as her eyes opened, she was narrowed by a flash of white light, and the space in the corridor seemed to be torn apart by a huge mouth, and in that huge mouth was a pitch-black vortex.

Cang Dingzheng was wearing a dark robe, and walked out of the place like a spatial tear.

He seemed to have stepped from hell, with boundless anger on his body, staring coldly at the black man in front of him, while his other hand was tightly gripping the black man's arm that wanted to grab Mo Yuwei's shoulder, and his twisted muscles and bones were faintly visible.

With a click, the black man's arm seemed to be twisted alive, and his pupils that suddenly widened were a good indication of the pain he was suffering now.

"Cangding..."

Hearing this, Cang Ding glanced at Mo Yuwei lightly, and then said, "Don't hurry up and hide to the side." ”

Mo Yuwei responded weakly, dragged half of her already painful and numb shoulder, and moved out of the black man's confinement in a cold sweat.

She looked back at Cangding as she walked into the corner.

At that time, he didn't wear the modern clothes he bought for Cangding, and Mo Yuwei suddenly felt that it was more appropriate to wear ancient costumes in an angry state like he was today.

It's just that the short inch is inexplicably very compatible with this dark robe.

"Boom!" A sound came.

Just now, the black man had been thrown out by Cang Ding, and the other one who was in a stalemate with Gu Beibei, seeing that his companion was down, also cast a game of cat and mouse with Gu Beibei, and walked towards Cangding.

Gu Beibei took advantage of this time and hurriedly trotted in the direction of Mo Yuwei.

She reached out and gently touched Mo Yuwei's shoulder, watched the other party take a breath in pain, and weakly retracted her hand, and asked with worried eyes: "Yuwei, are you okay?" ”

Mo Yuwei is naturally not very good, but she can't worry Gu Beibei in vain at this time, so she pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said with pale lips: "I'm okay." ”

Gu Beibei's mouth snorted twice, and then said with a sincere face: "Yuwei, don't worry, I won't delay saving my uncle because I'm worried about you, so you don't have to pretend to me." ”

Mo Yuwei: ......

It seems that she is self-inflicted.

There were a few more loud bangs.

The two of them nestled in the corner again, stunned as Cang Ding toyed with the two black men in the palm of his hand.

"Wow, I didn't expect Cangding to fight so well..."

Gu Beibei looked at Mo Yuwei, who looked like a fanny girl on the side, and then nodded: "He used to be a general on the battlefield, and training soldiers in ancient times must have been even more difficult than we have now, not to mention... Cangding has been a ghost cultivator for thousands of years, and it is naturally very simple to deal with mortals. ”

"That's awesome, too."

Gu Beibei blinked and did not speak.

But with a few words from the two of them, Cang Ding had already knocked the black man to the ground.

Looking at his striding figure, Gu Beibei thought a little out of place, it was really much more convenient to have a guardian spirit, and there was an extra helper in the fight.

Cang Ding walked in front of the two of them, his eyes glanced at Mo Yuwei's injured shoulder as if inadvertently, and asked coldly, "Does the shoulder still hurt?" ”

Mo Yuwei bared her teeth for a while, and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense?" ”

Cang Ding snorted coldly, and with a random finger, he didn't know what illusion he had cast, temporarily suppressing Mo Yuwei's pain.

Mo Yuwei felt magical, and was about to say something to him, but she didn't expect to get into the wrench again.

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