Qi Guanshan pressed the brim of his hat even lower, and followed the other passengers out of the port.

After fleeing from those people, his whole body was nervous, and the worries that had accumulated in his mind were magnified in the small boat with stagnant intelligence.

Brother Song Kai's choice to bring those people into the Song family was just an expedient measure, the purpose was to ensure his safety, but doing so was tantamount to luring wolves into the house, which could overturn the entire Song family at any time.

The port where the ship docked is relatively remote from the city, and the passengers on the same ship have their families to pick them up, and it is still early at this time, and the morning bus has not yet opened at all.

The moon still hangs high in the sky, and the night has not yet passed. Only about four o'clock in the sky was faintly bright, dyeing the surroundings a dull blue.

A few young men who knew bad intentions at a glance stepped forward.

The leader held a photograph in his hand and stared meaningfully at his face.

"You're pretty good at running." He was about to step forward and grab someone, when suddenly a harsh voice whistled behind his ears.

When he looked at it, he saw that the ground behind him was recessed, and it was still steaming suspiciously hot.

The leader's reaction was extremely fast, and he quickly grabbed Qi Guanshan's arm and grabbed his throat, "Come out, otherwise I'm not polite to him." ”

"yes, okay."

The voice turned on the voice changer, and the gender could not be heard.

Several people only saw the person's costume, his entire face covered with a white smiley mask, his body wrapped in a black coat that blended with the night, and the man held a staff-like object in his hand.

The tip of the staff was flashing with a small ball of lightning, and it was obvious that the dent in the road just now was caused by this thing.

If this hits the body, the consequences are ......

"The Stranger. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. A tall young man in the company stepped forward.

Fire erupted all around him, and at this moment, it was especially bright at night.

The leader understood the meaning, and resolutely retreated with his subordinates carrying the struggling Qiguanshan, "Brother Onion depends on you!" ”

The man he called Shallot also did not hesitate to attack the mage in front of him.

Seeing that someone rushed over with fire all over his body, and the smiling mask was not stupid, he did not choose to face it head-on, but took a step back and launched the magic ball in his hand.

Those are not magic balls, but high-voltage currents gathered, and at the moment of hitting, not only will they be electrocuted, but they will also be subjected to a large amount of heat generated by high-voltage currents, and as long as they hit once, the consequences will be either death or serious injury.

The onion dodged her attack, and with a stretch of his hand, the flames burning around him burned towards her.

"Hey, can you still attack from a distance?" Song Mo dodged sideways, rolled to open more distance, and turned the staff in his hand.

The electricity that had gathered at the tip of the cane instantly turned into a flowing lightsaber-like shape, and with her movements, it plunged directly into the ground, forming a field of electricity.

The purpose of this electric field is to prevent the fire man in front of her from approaching.

In the high-voltage current area, once one foot moves, it is easy to form a voltage difference, and the human body itself conducts electricity, once the current is formed, the person will be electrocuted.

Shallot didn't know this, and when he got close to the periphery of the electric field, he only felt a numb leg and instantly understood the principle.

He didn't dare to get closer, but the flames in his hands kept flying towards the middle of the electric field.

Song Mo leaned back and flashed the fireball in the air, flicked the cane in his hand, and brought out a ray of thunder light and went straight to the onion door.

In an instant, the battle was over.

The tall man fell.

She didn't care about the man's situation, and chased straight after the leader just now.

Qi Guanshan is a big man, and it is inconvenient for those few people to run with him, so it should be easy to catch up.

A few people didn't run far, and suddenly there was an obstacle in front of them.

The other party is quite tall, but it can be seen that it is a girl.

A few circles of small stones surrounded her hand, and as soon as everyone approached, those stones flew out of their own accord and smashed into everyone.

Although the stone is small, the position of the smash is accurate, only to the acupuncture points, several people are ordinary people, being smashed like this, suddenly numb hands and feet, unable to move.

When Song Mo caught up, Zhuo Ruolian had already knocked down the last person with one kick.

Qi Guanshan sat in the crowd, although he was not surprised by these people with superpowers, but he had never seen a few people with super physical skills like this little girl.

Qi Guanshan: I am a delicate flower .jpg who needs to be cared for

"Thank you for your help." He stood up and thanked him.

"Well, the appearance fee has already been settled." Zhuo Ruolian sorted out her clothes.

A mercenary is a mercenary, and when it is time to settle the score, it is still clear and clear.

Qi Guanshan was stunned for a moment.

"Uncle, let's go, go home." Song Mo stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

Only then did he notice that the girl who shot just now had a face that was somewhat similar to his sister, and she called him uncle, so this identity had naturally been determined.

"Okay." He patted the dust off his body and got into the car.

He didn't pay attention to how good-looking his niece was, and he didn't wonder that his niece had some strange abilities, he just lay in the back seat of the car and slept peacefully.

He was already tired from the wind and dust all the way.

Song Mo didn't ask much, and after driving a distance, she used her computer to clear the traffic records along the way.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Old Man Song woke up.

As a son, Song Kai lifted the thermos pot next to him, poured the porridge into the bowl, and fed it to the old man spoonful by spoonful.

"This porridge is not bad."

Song Kai replied, "It was Song Qi's kid who boiled it, and she said that it was her first time cooking." ”

"Hmm." Old Man Song motioned for him to put the bowl down, "Your father doesn't need you to serve me yet." ”

Song Kai obediently put the bowl away.

"It's a lot of chaos at home, and it can be regarded as hiding and quieting for you to accompany me, a sick old man." He served the bowl himself, "Those who stay at home have all the ability, so you don't have to worry too much." ”

"Dad, I'm not worried about this."

"So what are you worried about? Silently so smart, it's still easy to deal with a villain surnamed Guan. "Song Lao is very confident in his granddaughter, and he is even going to drink porridge with him.

"As a parent, you should naturally worry about your children. But I'm even more worried that once this incident passes, the entire Song family will definitely be targeted. Song Kai couldn't help but start worrying about the follow-up.

Guan Yunyun is not important, but behind her is the Qin family, as well as those supernatural people around the Qin family.

Song Lao just drank the porridge calmly, "Do you think that without this, the Song family would not be targeted?" ”

The families of Dijing coveted the wealth of the Song family and wanted to take them under their command.

Even more so those families that have been passed down from ancient times to the present day.

"Dad."

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." Old Man Song handed him his hand and gestured twice in his palm, "Behind the Song family is not the He's jade, but the gold and silver mountains, who doesn't want it?" ”

Song Kai breathed a sigh of relief, but his mood was still heavy.

"Don't think too much, son," Old Man Song handed him the empty bowl, "The porridge is good, another bowl." ”

(End of chapter)