The engine roared with a ferocity that would not stop until it was achieved.

The floor-to-ceiling glass on the first floor of the villa reflected Bao Guoping's panicked face. Behind him was a trident that slammed into it like a roaring beast.

"Be careful—"

Bao Guoping was shocked.

He knew that the uncle and nephew had been plotting to take away the control of the group, but he never expected that Huo Jianping would be so crazy.

At the critical moment, he burst out with unprecedented reflexes and rushed to his side, trying to dodge the brilliant purple streamer.

However, it was too late.

In his field of vision, the hideous beast approached in an instant, and he could even see Huo Jianping's distorted and crazy face in the driver's seat.

Inside the glass, Uncle Bao, whose gray hair was about to split, couldn't feel the pain when he hit the glass with a "bang", and stretched out his hand in vain.

"No—"

The moment he was sure that he couldn't hide, Bao Guoping closed his eyes. But the expected pain didn't come. There seemed to be a force on his waist to lift him up, and with it, the feeling of his body hanging in the air.

[Was it knocked off?] Bao Guoping thought to himself.

But he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even open his eyes in surprise until his feet touched the ground.

In the field of vision, the white figure is like a feather rolled up by the wind, fluttering lightly and unfocused. The tip of the shoe rests a little on the front cover of the trihald fork, and the man falls on it like a white crane.

If it weren't for the wrong situation, Bao Guoping would have wanted to clap his hands and applaud. [A good move to light up the body. 】

Crane Yu squatted on the hood and looked directly into Huo Jianping's eyes. The anger caused ripples to ripple in the depths of the two pools.

His eyes seemed to have a kind of magical power, attracting people to explore the abyss, and anger shot out from the bottom of the abyss, like two invisible swords, piercing through the windshield and stabbing straight into Huo Jianping's eyes.

Looking at each other, the whites of Huo Jianping's eyes were blood-red. In his eyes, everything around Tsuruyu's face and body became blurry and illusory, and only a pair of sharp eyes were clear. He stared at him for a moment, the madness in his mind slowly subsided, and he was afraid for a while.

What did we just do? Huo Jianping's shoulders collapsed, his hands were no longer able to hold the steering wheel, and he hung down.

"Call the police." Huo Yanyan's voice came from the door of the villa.

She came out in a wheelchair by herself. Uncle Bao was too frightened and old, and he was still slumped in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass at this time.

Huo Zhaoxian was also shocked by his son's madness. He crawled over and threw himself at the wheelchair with a pleading face.

His mouth opened and closed, but he still couldn't make a sound. Huo Zhao gestured anxiously.

[You can't call the police! 】

However, no one present sympathized with him. There must be a father and a son, Huo Jianping was frantically trying to kill someone on the spot, how could he not be responsible for Huo Yanyan's injury.

Bao Guoping calmed down, tore Huo Zhaoxian's hand that was holding the wheelchair, and dialed 110 without hesitation. Not long after, the police arrived, and a pair of rose gold handcuffs were in Huo Jianping's hands.

Uncle Bao also came to his senses, and looked at a deeply dented trihald fork in the middle with palpitations, and a well-outlined handprint on the front cover, with a complicated complexion.

"Guoping, you take the police officer to copy the surveillance."

Uncle Bao seems to be a few years older out of thin air, and his eyes are still slightly red. But he still cheered up, took the police, and bowed deeply in front of Tsurumi.

"Thank you, little sir."

Tsurumi was involved in an unwarranted disaster, and he was unhappy. If Uncle Bao hadn't taken people away in time, he would have asked Bao Guoping to send him back to the city directly.

Uncle Bao is old and spicy, and he will take people away in time, only this old man is disabled in front of him, and Heyu can still ask them to drive?

Uncle Bao trembled over and grabbed Heyu's hand and thanked him, that trembling look was really not good, a little bit pretended.

But Uncle Bao was old, and even if he had a thousand catties, he couldn't use it, so he had to helplessly rely on Uncle Bao to pull him into the villa.

I don't know where the aunts in the villa have gone, only Uncle Bao is busy alone, and the tea and fruit plates and snacks are placed in front of Heyu one by one, and even some "ignore" the genuine employer Huo Yanyan.

"Since the little gentleman is here, he can't run in vain. You take a break, and let my unsuccessful boy send you back after the consultation. ”

"You saved the dog, if you need it in the future, just mention it to me."

In front of Tsurumi was a small palm-sized saucer, containing only a jelly-like object the size of a milk flake. Curious, he pinched it and put it in his mouth.

"No, no, please wait a minute......" Uncle Bao's face flushed, stopped Heyu, and lifted a delicate brass kettle to pour it on the plate. The milk flakes were soaked up, revealing their original appearance.

It turned out to be a hand towel.

Tsuruyu (⊙... ⊙)

Is this the trick of rich people?

Uncle Bao's embarrassment is no less than that of Heyu. In the eyes of Uncle Bao, who has been a housekeeper all his life, this "accident" can be called the Waterloo of his career.

The two looked at each other, and they didn't know whether to speak for a while. Huo Yanyan blurted out as if unintentionally: "Have we met?" ”

Before the words fell, Huo Yanyan turned her face away in embarrassment.

Tsuruyu's gaze swept over the woman's snow-white ear.

Should I say that she is worthy of being a woman who sits firmly at the top of the group? In one sentence, he lowered himself to the same situation, silently drove the wheelchair close to Heyu, and eliminated the sense of distance caused by the embarrassment.

Sure enough, the next moment, I listened to Huo Yanyan's soft voice with a little smile, and said:

"I was in a trance, and I made a joke in front of Mr. Tsuru. You must keep it a secret for me, if outsiders know what I look like, tomorrow the group's stock will take a big dive. ”

Crane Yu said: "You just saw me making jokes, let's settle it." But don't tell the netizens in the live broadcast room. I still have to maintain a bit of a good demeanor. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and gently lifted it without mentioning it.

Uncle Bao helped Huo Yanyan adjust the wheelchair, and a shelf was propped up underneath to support her legs.

"The doctor checked and found that there was no problem with the nerve and the bone had grown. However, every time I try to stand up, I always feel that my legs and body are disconnected. ”

A beautiful woman's sad sigh can always arouse the desire of others to care. Huo Yanyan obviously knows how to do it.

However, Tsuruyu is not an ordinary man, and she doesn't know that she is probably not a woman in the eyes of Tsuruyu.

The goddess Yan Yan is an evenly matched opponent, a partner on the road of sword cultivation, and an enemy competing for resources.

Even if he knew that the person in front of him was not the cold goddess in his previous life, but just looking at the face that was eight or nine points similar, Crane Yu couldn't associate her with a delicate and weak woman.

Huo Yanyan was wearing a knee-length skirt, and her snow-white and delicate calves were exposed. Although I have been carefully cared for, I can still see slight signs of muscle atrophy.

Tsuruyu's hand hung above and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Seeing Huo Yanyan nodding, he put his hand up. The skin under the palm of the hand is delicate and smooth, with a slight hint of coolness, in such a hot summer, it is like holding a piece of cool jade.

But Tsuruyu didn't have those charming thoughts. He had just broken through the first stage of forging his body and successfully established the Heaven and Earth Bridge, so it was relatively reluctant to guide others' qi with his bare hands.

After a general investigation, Tsurumi found that his body functions were indeed intact. When his qi entered, the qi channel was also unblocked.

However, it seems that when it goes up again...... Crane Yu suddenly frowned - the qi veins were disconnected from here.

How could this happen?

Qi pulse is a special concept, and some people even think that qi pulse is formless and insubstantial. There is usually only one way to cut off the veins: to destroy the entity that carries the veins.

Just as when a person dies, the spirit dies with it.

Huo Yanyan's injuries have healed, and the blockage of qi and veins is obviously not due to physical damage. In fact, Heyu felt that Huo Yanyan's situation was very similar to the situation where the qi veins he had encountered in his previous life were sealed.

But so far, Tsuru Yu has not discovered the existence of a cultivation system in this world.

"Mr. Tsuru, is there something wrong?"

He Yu held Huo Yanyan's calf and increased the force of the qi conveyor, and asked, "Do you feel anything?" ”

"Hot, numb? It's like an ant crawling. ”

"Where did you start without feeling?"

Huo Yanyan felt it carefully for a while, and her fingers stopped on her waist: "Here, on the top, there is no feeling." ”

"And there's a feeling of congestion here."

He Yu was sure that someone had "sealed" Huo Yanyan's qi veins.

But who is this man? How did he do it? Why did he go to such lengths to seal a woman who had no cultivation at all?

The midday sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass and shines on everyone. A cloud drifted through the sky. The sun went through the clouds, and the room darkened.

Crane Yu's eyes burned and looked at the woman who was eight or nine points similar to the goddess Yanyan, and countless doubts rolled in his heart.

Tsuru Yu buried his worries in his heart. He found that the world did not seem to be as simple as he had imagined.