Chapter 27: Yan Wushu's Death

Yan Wushu had already fled to the corridor of the bar at this time, he stepped on the debris all over the ground, and scurried around the corridor in a panic, and at the end of the corridor, there seemed to be a point of light flickering.

He firmly believed that it must be the exit, so he fled frantically with all his strength, and leaned back from time to time during the run, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Wan Yuqing did not catch up.

"Stinky girl, was hurt by a self-explosion? Even if the hermit comes, Lao Tzu is not afraid! Yan Wushu was tough in his mouth, but his body was unusually honest, seeing that the flickering point of light was getting closer and closer, he took a firm step and plunged into the point of light.

The spherical lanterns were still spinning, and the colorful lights pierced her eyes in turn, and on the high platform, the woman was still holding an umbrella, staring at her calmly.

"Delusion! Illusion! Yan Wushu didn't believe what was happening in front of him, so he fled into the corridor, and just as he was satisfied that Wan Yuqing didn't chase after him, he re-entered the point of light, the darkness tore the light, and he returned to the center of the hall of the bar.

"Why?" He lowered his head slowly, and suddenly, he saw a petite jasmine petal on his robe.

"Illusion!" He suddenly remembered that the original wind blade was only a feint, and the real purpose was to mix pollen into the air and poison himself!

"Stinky girl, don't think I'll be afraid of you! Lao Tzu is now a ...... of the Lushan faction."

Before Yan Wushu finished speaking, a sharp dagger had already cut off his throat, and the black qi in the throat was also cut, blood gushed out like a spring, his pupils kept shaking in his eye sockets, trying to make a final struggle, but only half a second later, the dagger pierced his heart again, and he had no chance to escape.

The man was wearing a cloak, the brim of his hat covered his eyes, and under the vicissitudes of life, there was a mouth full of stubble.

He sneered and drew the dagger. Yan Wushu's body fell heavily to the ground, blood splattering everywhere, staining the center of the hall with blood.

The man put away the dagger, took a step, and landed firmly behind Wan Yuqing, and said in that hoarse voice: "Miss! ”

"You go back first, don't tell your father about today!" Wan Yuqing caressed Ji Liangchuan's cheek.

The man nodded slightly, raised his cloak, and disappeared into the field.

"Let's go, let's go home!" Wan Yuqing's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she picked up Ji Liangchuan with her slender arms and walked towards the avenue.

……

Makikawa was soaking in the bathtub, his mobile phone was playing a powerful social shake, his emotions were completely driven by the music, and his body was writhing to the beat.

It's seven o'clock in the evening, two hours ago, he met two hot girls while walking on the street, the hot girls were wearing miniskirts, the huge buttocks twisted and twisted like an electric one, he felt itchy to see it, he didn't say a word, he walked up and began to talk, after his series of three blows and six whistles, the two hot girls were amused by him, and followed him back to Bogu Zhai.

"Darling, have you washed it?" The hot girl panted at the door and teased Makikawa.

"Okay, okay, wait until I wash off the foam on my body!" Mu Chuan Le's jumping out of the bathtub, with the shower to wash the soap bubbles on his body clean, he was still sighing when dressing, but although the two sisters looked like fire, but the heart was shy, even the mandarin duck bath refused to soak together, think about it carefully, he still thinks that the female ghost is more interesting, obedient, at least, but also safe and reliable.

"Little baby, do you miss me!" Makikawa ran out of the bathroom on tiptoe with a bath towel around him, and looked around with a wicked smile on his face, and there was no sister flower in the hall.

"Yo? You're already in bed! Mu Chuan raised his eyebrows, cautiously came to the door of the room, took advantage of his unpreparedness, pushed the door open, and shouted excitedly: "Babies! ”

The room was empty, the floor was in shambles, clothes were thrown like garbage, the embryos on the table had been pulled out, the wardrobe had been turned upside down, and even the adult novels he had collected for years were scattered all over the floor.

At this moment, Makikawa saw his purse on the bed, and he stepped forward and rummaged through it, and the money in it had been looted.

"Damn, it's a liar again!" Mu Chuan didn't care, sat on the bed gracefully, wiped the dust between his fingers, and muttered: "This person, sometimes, it's really unreliable!" ”

"At least give a pop!" Makikawa continued to whine.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Bogu Zhai.

Ji Liangchuan usually brings the key when he returns, and never knocks on the door, and Mu Chuan is in a very bad mood at this time, and he doesn't want to receive visitors, so he lazily lies on the bed and yells: "It's closed!" Come back tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, it was quiet outside, and Makikawa buried his face in the sheets again, emptying his mind and not thinking about anything.

This lasted only three seconds, when there was another knock on the door.

"Deaf, it's closed!" Makikawa was a little angry.

The knocking continued.

"Damn, you're toasting and not eating and drinking!" Mu Chuan jumped out of bed, walked towards the door angrily, and warned with a big grin: "Dead cub, when Lao Tzu opens the door, I have to give you some color!" ”

Makikawa just walked to the door and was about to use his hand to open the door bolt, "Bang! With a loud bang, the gate collapsed directly, and it was pressed Mu Chuan.

Wan Yuqing put away her feet, walked straight in and stood on the door panel, looked around, and didn't find Mu Chuan's figure.

"There's no one!" Wan Yuqing frowned, took out her mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"Oh, my aunt, I'm trampled under your feet!" Makikawa wailed miserably.

Wan Yuqing was startled, and immediately jumped to the side and helped Mu Chuan on the ground up.

"Who are you?" Mu Chuan covered his old waist and asked very pitifully.

"Are you...... Makikawa? Wan Yuqing asked him rhetorically.

Makikawa nodded.

"I'm Ryokawa Fa Xiao!" Wan Yuqing introduced herself.

Mu Chuan looked at Wan Yuqing angrily, with a look of envy, jealousy and hatred on his face, and muttered, "What about the stinky boy?" ”

"In the car!" Wan Yuqing replied truthfully.

"Then he won't get out of here!" Makikawa scolded.

"He can't walk now, maybe, you have to help him!" Wan Yuqing was a little unspeakable.

"Shall I help him? This kid has become an emperor? Mu Chuan lit a cigarette, and glanced at Wan Yuqing inadvertently, wearing a snow-white long skirt, and her hair was coiled up by a hairpin, she was simply a living beauty embryo, if you were to be trained, hehe......

The more Mu Chuan thought about it, the more he deviated from the track, he rolled his eyes, and found that Wan Yuqing was looking at him with strange eyes, he immediately sorted out his expression, and said with a serious face: "Take me there?" ”

Wan Yuqing left Bogu Zhai and walked straight to a black car.

Makikawa followed closely behind, and when he saw the model of the car in front of him, he almost didn't drop his jaw in fright.

"S-Class Maybach!" He exclaimed, rushed forward, and caressed the body like a beautiful woman, completely leaving Ji Liangchuan's affairs behind.

"Boss, Ryokawa is in the car!" Wan Yuqing realized.

Mu Chuan pitifully retracted his gaze and scolded Ji Liangchuan for doing his good deeds. He opened the car door, and with the help of the faint light in the car, he could see Ji Liangchuan lying in the back seat clearly.

"? How did you get to this point? Makikawa exclaimed.