They didn't know what she wanted to do, didn't dare to talk nonsense, and didn't dare to bother.

Until it was all done, Jian Junxi stood up and took out a pack of anti-virus and sterilizing wet wipes from his bag.

After wiping his hands, he pointed to the person on the ground and said, "This ...... This one...... This ....... is now sent to first aid immediately, act quickly! ”

"Yes, young master, I'll arrange it!" After Yan Rongliang finished speaking, he shouted at the people on duty: "Come here, carry these people to the car first, and send them back to the criminal doctor!" ”

"Yes, Boss!" The two men ran over and saw Jian Junxi, as if they had seen a ghost.

His body froze in place, and he was so frightened that he called incoherently: "Less...... Few...... Young Master......"

Jian Junxi was like a Hades possession, his sharp gaze was like a blade, his thin lips were pursed, and he squeezed out a "um" word from his throat.

Yan Rongliang knew that they were afraid of Jian Junxi, so he raised his foot and kicked them hard, and said coldly: "Hurry up!" ”

The two of them hung their heads in fear and said tremblingly, "Yes, yes......"

Lifting a person and running towards the car, as if it was not a person, but the air, which made Wen Hao and Abu couldn't help but widen their pupils, and their eyes were very dazed.

What did Jian Junxi do to them, afraid of this? Although they are afraid, they are not afraid of this!

Jian Junxi didn't seem to see anything, turned around and walked in the direction of the plane.

About five minutes later, Yan Rongliang sent Leng Qing's ashes over.

After Jian Junxi took it, holding this cold ash altar was like holding a 10,000-year-old ice cube.

A chill quickly passed through the palm of the hand to the limbs, cold into the bone marrow, and the heart was like being poured sulfuric acid, and it hurt hotly.

"Young Master, do you have anything else to explain?" Yan Rongliang saw that her face was not very good, so he took the initiative to open his mouth.

Jian Junxi's eyes were like cold stars, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Leave quickly, don't leave any traces, wait for my call." ”

"Yes, young master!" After Yan Rong nodded, he immediately got off the plane.

Looking at the helicopter that slowly flew into the air, as if the magistrate had finally sent off the emperor, he sighed heavily, and felt a trace of warmth all over his body.

A quarter of an hour later, the Kyoto cemetery ......

Jian Junxi slowly walked up the mountain with the ashes of cold love, stopped halfway up the mountain, and said coldly: "Stand here and wait for me!" ”

"Yes, young master." The two of them spoke out at the same time, looking at her gloomy figure, Wen Hao sighed lightly.

Standing in this place, in the middle of the night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, a gust of overcast wind blew, like a cold wind in winter, which was terrifying, and Wen Hao shivered uncontrollably.

Turning his head to look at Abu, he saw that her face was expressionless, like a wooden man, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Eh...... Aren't you afraid? ”

Abu glanced back at him with a faint expression, like a ghost, and asked lightly, "Are you afraid of ghosts?" ”

Wen Hao: "......" lying grass...... Can you please not mention this word in this place......

He had a black line on his face, for fear that he would accidentally turn his back on his back, and said coldly: "You still don't speak......

Abu pursed his lips and replied coldly, "Aren't you a doctor?" ”

"What's wrong with the doctor?" Wen Hao looked at Qingtian speechlessly, feeling that he and the woman next to him had no common language at all.

"The hospital is full of dead people, if there were ghosts, wouldn't you doctors and nurses be killed by them a long time ago?" Abuyun's light words made Wen Hao so broken that he wanted to cry.

Can hospitals and cemeteries be one concept?

He stroked his forehead depressedly: "Please shut up, when I haven't asked anything!" ”

(End of chapter)