Even if Zhang Beiye doesn't understand classical music, he knows that Song Qian will definitely be able to pass.

When Song Qian's performance ended, he looked at the time, 8:45.

He walked to the backstage, took Song Qian to the corner, hugged her and said, "Wife, you must listen to me, go out through the backstage door and hide in our dormitory, they should have searched it, I didn't think you would go there, I will solve it quickly." ”

"Husband, then I'll be waiting for you in the dormitory, please come back safely."

"Don't worry, I can't bear you yet, lock the door and move things on top."

"Do you have to die for me?" Song Qian dragged him tightly, and her palms were full of sweat.

"Only by booby-trapping can I have a chance of winning."

Zhang Beiye took away Song Qian's hand that refused to let go, quickly changed into Song Qian's sweatshirt, put on a hat, put on a mask, put on her cello, and walked out of the auditorium.

He didn't enter the elevator, but took the stairs, and three young people quickly caught up, and he quickly turned around and lowered his head, facing the wall.

"Song Qian, where is your husband?" A young man asked.

"What about you?" Another young man said, tugging at his hat.

"I am!"

Zhang Beiye looked back and smiled, before the three of them could react, they were shot in the head in an instant.

He threw the three of them down the stairwell and hurried to the intersection.

Sure enough, when I arrived at the intersection, it was exactly ten o'clock, and three black Mercedes-Benz cars came at a gallop, all with license plates of Jiang A33333, unmanned.

The green light was on, and Zhang Beiye still walked onto the sidewalk.

Sun Hua, who was standing guard on the roof of the community, felt that something was wrong, and asked with a walkie-talkie: "What about Zhang Beiye......

"Talk back!"

"Zhang Beiye didn't show up, don't kill Song Qian, slow down......"

With a loud bang, Zhang Beiye was knocked out and flew out, and the Mercedes-Benz drove too fast and ran over directly.

Zhang Beiye had already been mentally prepared, and when the wheel was about to press on him, he quickly turned over and dodged, and no one else could see it, and the feeling of crushing was replaced by a cello.

"Damn, don't knock Song Qian to death, you pigs."

Sun Hua jumped from the roof of the building, and an unmanned car behind him also drove past Zhang Beiye.

When the third car was about to rush over, it was kicked away by Sun Hua, he shouldn't have shown up so quickly.

The old man always suspected that Zhang Beiye was not the enemy, because he was too weak.

Sun Hua took the walkie-talkie, looked at the blood stains on the ground, and looked around, thinking that it was over, the old man would kill himself, these little ghosts had no body, and they couldn't even control the car.

Zhang Beiye is really a cold-blooded animal, he ran away by himself, doesn't he care about his wife?

Sun Hua walked over, squatted on the ground, and looked at the motionless corpse, so close, he felt that something was wrong, Song Qian was in good shape.

Are the calves so thick and the hands so big?

Nima, there is still leg hair!

My day, fooled, he was ready to stand up, but unfortunately it was too late.

Zhang Beiye suddenly attacked, and punched Sun Hua's neck, this guy reacted quickly, grabbed Zhang Beiye's wrist, Zhang Beiye quickly came to a reverse buckle, revealing a sinister smile.

"You...... You...... Not dead? "Sun Hua was scared, after his body was strengthened, he couldn't die if he was hit by a car, at most it was skin trauma.

Zhang Beiye's smile was extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, it's time for you to die."

He clasped Sun Hua's right hand, kicked his armpits with both feet, and tore his right hand off.

Originally, the soul crystal was in this arm, but the moment it was pulled down, the soul crystal was transferred to Sun Hua's chest.

For the first time, Zhang Beiye knew that the soul crystal could be transferred, as long as he was mentally guarded.

But this is also very reasonable, after all, the soul crystal is just a mark, if it is so easy to be snatched, it is too inexpensive.

Sun Hua covered his broken arm and withdrew more than ten meters away, this hand was very wronged, he was afraid, and shouted loudly: "Kill him, old man, you made a move." ”

Sun Hua yelled and let others attack Zhang Beiye, while he quickly got into the Mercedes Benz and escaped.

How could Zhang Beiye let go of this opportunity, smash the car window with a broken arm, kill a wandering spirit, and drive to catch up, as long as Sun Hua's soul crystal is removed, he will be able to see twice, maybe he can have a tie with Sun Yan, an old man.

"Keep up." In the back seat of the last Mercedes-Benz, sat Sun Yan.

He touched the arm in his sleeve, pinched it, kneaded it, looked at Zhang Beiye's car in front of him, and his eyes lit with a raging fire of hatred.

I was really frightened by him, too cautious, and the enemy has not shown up yet, which means that the rumor may be true, Zhang Beiye is just a rookie, and the opportunity to take revenge has finally come.

Zhang Beiye pursued Sun Hua all the way, there were more and more driverless cars, and there was a spectacular scene behind him, hundreds of cars were dispatched one after another, and the accelerator pedal was stepped on to death, hitting his car butt and hitting at least dozens of people.

Frightened drivers and pedestrians hurriedly pulled over, and people had no idea what was going on.

The police car was knocked around, and when it wanted to shoot, it didn't know who to hit, and the main driver was empty.

What is this Sun Yan's identity, where did he come from so many little ghosts.

Zhang Beiye's driving skills were average, but this time it was miserable, the Yangtze River Bridge was in front of him, and he was hit into the river if he didn't do well.

Sun Hua ran faster than a rabbit, embarrassed, and the demeanor of the handsome senior before was gone.

He was attacked by a sneak attack and broke an arm, knowing that he was not Zhang Beiye's opponent now, so he could only flee for his life and wait for the old man to make a move.

The bridge was jammed, Sun Hua had already entered a dead end, so he could only stop the car, Zhang Beiye hit it hard, and dozens of cars behind him hit him in a row.

Zhang Beiye removed the sunroof and came out, and Sun Hua was also standing on the roof of the car.

"Why does this guy wear a dress?"

"Could it be that the two of them are engaged in a conflict?"

The crowd of onlookers was discussing, and Zhang Beiye was not in the mood to pay attention to what he was wearing.

Suddenly, his back was cold, he swept with his fist, as if he was hitting the air, and from time to time in the dark night, he would stretch out a miserable white ghost hand, wanting to sneak attack his soul crystal, but he was all beaten by Zhang Beiye.

But there are too many little ghosts, and they seem to be surrounded by ghost claws on all sides.

When the crowd saw the ghost claw, they knew that they were afraid, and hurriedly ran away, but they were still reluctant to go, and continued to watch the excitement, where have modern people seen this scene.

Sun Hua found the right time, jumped up more than five meters high, stepped on Zhang Beiye's back, and stepped him into the car.

Although Zhang Beiye was covered with wounds all over his body, he was not seriously injured at all, but grabbed Sun Hua's left hand that stretched out and pulled his soul crystal.

Sun Hua felt the breath of death, making his whole body soul power, and wanted to break free, but he only had one hand.

Zhang Beiye laughed wildly, but Sun Hua trembled.

He turned his fist into a claw, inserted the soul crystal on Sun Hua's chest, and pulled it out suddenly, Sun Hua screamed, burped on the spot, and his body was kicked into the river by Zhang Beiye.

Zhang Beiye swept away the ghosts that attacked the soul crystal, trying to stuff the soul crystal into his arm.

A ball of green flames rushed over, and the powerful force knocked him out, hitting the railing next to the bridge, the steel fence was knocked out of shape, and the soul crystal in his hand was also taken away in an instant.

The skin was not burned, but the clothes were burned.

Sun Yan then took the soul crystal, without any sadness, stuffed into his body, and turned into four eyes. He didn't treat Sun Hua as a son at all, he was just a henchman who was reincarnated as an adult through his wife's belly.

Losing this soul crystal, Zhang Beiye had no hope of winning, and muttered in his heart: Qianqian, I hope you are safe, I will wait for you in the underworld.

Sun Yan looked at Zhang Beiye and said with a smile: "If you can carry my ghost flame and not be burned, then it won't be wrong, you are the reincarnation of his remnant soul, but your cultivation is completely lost." ”

"You are Sun Yan?" Zhang Beiye asked.

"You don't remember me? Haha, you used to jokingly call me the three-eyed ghost king, because I could never cultivate the four-eyed, but now that I have four-eyed, you only have one eye, and the feng shui takes turns. Sun Yan smiled proudly.

"I'm not impressed, but you pretend to be so proud of your son's soul crystal, and I admire it." Zhang Beiye replied.

He covered his chest and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he was hit by Mercedes just now, and he was attacked by Sun Hua, but he didn't suffer any internal injuries, but this time he was injured by the green ghost flame.

"I'm just a three-eyed ghost king, how can you take it to heart?" Sun Yan said.

"Three-eyed ghost king? What grievances did we have in the past, you refused to let go of me and Song Qian. ”

Sun Yan looked at Zhang Beiye, he didn't know this reincarnated face, but the two were so close that he regained some of his memories, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, because Zhang Beiye was so bad that he was disappointed.

He wants to return all the pain he has suffered to Zhang Beiye.