The Himalayas, with their majestic mountains stretching for thousands of miles, are like a natural barrier in the south of Tibet.

The meandering mountains seem to be a vivid ink painting, revealing an otherworldly temperament, completely isolated from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world.

The mountain is divided into three levels, with a faint amount of green vegetation at the bottom, bare mountains at the top, and a small white hat-like peak at the top, covered with snow.

Deep in the no-man's land of the Himalayas, there is a valley that looms close, and even if you get close, you can't see anything special, but it's just a little amazing that there are large patches of grass and wildflowers, mixed with single or small patches of trees.

In the center of the valley stands a giant tree that even ten people can not necessarily wrap around with their outstretched arms, which stands out in an area where there should not be much vegetation.

Of course, this is only seen when you are close, if you are a hundred meters away from this tree, the giant tree seems to not exist at all, and the place where it was originally a giant tree is bare, which is surprising. If you stand outside the valley, you will find that there is no vegetation here, and there is no sign of life in the white expanse. But when we get closer again, it's all real.

A strangely shaped plane, which looked like a giant white eagle from a distance, flew half a circle along a snow-capped mountain outside the valley, slowly rushing straight from a side with a large distance between the two mountains, and crashed into the giant tree at an angle that would make the ladies scream in terror. However, the imaginary crash did not happen, and even the giant tree did not shake. When I looked at it again, where did the white eagle plane come from, the valley was still the same, but in mid-air, it was empty, as if everything had never happened before.

And at this time, how to say it, it can be said that it is in the tree. It sounds unreal, but it's true. The plane followed a track and landed gently in an open field no smaller than a professional airport. Not long after, a man in his forties, dressed in a casual suit, was slowly descending from the plane on a telescopic ladder.

The casual man looked up at the blue sky above his head, yes, it was indeed the sky! Here, as far as the eye could see, groups of buildings stood in response to each other, as if it was a big city! Surrounded by snow-capped mountains, he didn't feel the slightest cold.

A Rolls-Royce drifts in an elegant arc, and there seem to be a few sparks between the tires and the ground.

The Rolls-Royce car door opened, and a sturdy man dressed in black walked out of it, as if he was afraid that others would not see that he was a bodyguard, so he carefully took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, put them on upright, and stood still for a few seconds, and the momentum of a high-level bodyguard swept the audience.

But then, the black-clothed bodyguard walked towards the casual man with a flattering smile on his face, which can make others stunned and incomprehensible. I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, only the black-clothed bodyguard and the casual man were present.

The casual man smiled helplessly, obviously not the first time he had seen this kind of thing, "Leopard, it's like this every time, as for it?"

"As for!" the leopard looked serious, of course, he didn't doubt that he was pretending, "It's a small honor to be the bodyguard in charge, so you must do your duty!" As he spoke, he tensed a strong and amazing muscle, and through the black suit, he could clearly see the ups and downs of the muscles.

The casual man, a coach to be exact, strolled towards the Rolls-Royce, "Okay leopard, hurry up and drive, I'm going back quickly." ”

"Oh-understood!" the leopard looked full of understanding, and saw that a certain master almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to beat up this not very serious bodyguard.

The strong leopard seemed to have a strong ability to read words and colors, and seeing the slightly angry look in the palm's eyes, he quickly shut up and started the Rolls-Royce with a serious face.

"How's the financial matter going?" asked the casual man casually after a long time.

"Let that little girl liar go to India to raise money. "Leopards don't dare to be sloppy on this kind of issue, but they are not very serious.

"Well, it's okay, save this little girl from making trouble here, she goes, I'm also relieved. The casual man exhaled, like a headache owner who had just sent away a family dog and was not interested in pets, with a smug look on his face - although the casual man didn't show it.

"Zhangjiao, the financial aspect is almost the same, I asked Wuxiang to come back before, but she just didn't agree in India. Look at ......," the leopard said carefully.

"Huh?" the casual man frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed, "Forget it, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore, I'll take care of it." ”

The leopard's face changed slightly, "Sect master, you want to ......"

"Haha!" The casual man laughed a few times, "Don't worry, boy, I know you care about your sister, but I treat her as my own daughter, don't you kid know? ”

The leopard wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead without a trace, and laughed dryly a few times, "Boss, you almost scared me to death, but fortunately I have a good heart." ”

The leopard recalled the past scenes, he knew that the master who was sitting with a smile on the side was not a soft-hearted person, the decisiveness that used to deal with heretics, the thunderous methods that once reduced the entire base by almost one-third of the personnel, did not drag the mud and water, and also made him more aware of the extreme way of dealing with people who were difficult to master. Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!

This is also the leopard although he cares about his sister Wuxiang, but he still told the master about it, because he didn't dare!

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In the evening, in the rain on the outskirts of New Delhi, the capital of India, a woman wearing rain boots and an umbrella printed with roses walked alone.

Once upon a time, she was like this, and the woman chuckled self-deprecatingly, not caring about the occasional raindrop wetting her navy-blue sweatpants. The rain dragged down the edge of the umbrella like a beaded curtain.

The rain was dripping, and there were few pedestrians on the road. But the woman didn't care about these things at all, as if even if the streets were now overcrowded, she would still be so indifferent.

A few leaves on the ground that were knocked down by the wind and rain looked even more lush after being moistened by the rain. The woman crouched down, stretched out her fingers like white jade, and picked up a piece. Gently shake off the water droplets, and the water droplets return to their rightful destination - the ground like jumping beans.

Got up and walked alone again, but with an extra green leaf in one hand. The fingers turn the petioles, making the leaves turn like windmills.

"You don't care! I don't need you to know where I am. Anyway, you never had to care about me, so don't put on a show here, I'm disgusted!

The Rose Lady raised her head slightly, and glanced at the Indian girl of her own age who slowly came across from her, about twenty years old, holding a pink striped umbrella, and a slightly childish expression of resentment on her face. It was she who just hung up. The Rose Lady listens to her language, which is the native language of India, but with a hint of dialect.

The Indian girl seemed to be holding a big breath of evil, but she had nowhere to vent, and kicked the tree next to her in anger. The tree was fine, but she was so hurt that she almost burst into tears.

Seeing this, the Rose Lady couldn't help but smile softly.

At this time, the two of them were not far away, and the Indian girl happened to hear the laughter of the Rose Girl. She was already very aggrieved at this time, but she didn't expect that any passerby who passed by would laugh at her, because she realized that this beautiful looking girl heard the words before.

But...... It didn't help to be pretty, although the Indian girl was faintly jealous of her appearance.

"You, what are you laughing at?" the Indian girl asked coldly, blocking the way of the Rose Girl.

"Me?" asked the Rose Lady a little timidly.

"Yes, that's you. The Indian girl felt a little proud in her heart, and the imbalance in her heart before was slightly balanced by the weak language of the girl with a rose graphic umbrella opposite. So, it's useless to be pretty! The Indian girl snorted triumphantly.

"What am I not laughing at?" said Lady Rose's soft voice, with a hint of innocence.

When the Indian girl heard this, the scales, which had been slightly balanced, tipped again. Why is she not only beautiful, but also has such a good voice?

The Indian girl glared at the Rosette fiercely, as if she had snatched her latest favorite dress, "Don't think I don't know what you're laughing at, tell you, my family is rich, I just need to tell my family, there will be many people willing to serve me for my family's money." And if I give the slightest hint, you will be dragged into a deserted alley, humiliated, and then killed!"

The Rose Girl seemed to be very scared, her body trembled slightly, and her voice was crying, "I really didn't laugh at anything, I really didn't ......"

"Really, not?" the Indian girl looked directly at the Rose Girl.

"Well, really!" replied the Rose Lady hurriedly and honestly.

The Indian girl was about to say something more, but she felt a slight pain in her throat, as if her trachea had been broken. Subconsciously touched it, but felt a little sticky, raised his hand and followed the faint light of the street lamp, under the dim rain curtain, the Indian girl saw clearly, it was blood!

Although she hadn't seen it a few times, she immediately recognized that it was human blood! But whose was it? Her brain was a little drowsy, and she struggled to open her eyes that were about to close.

She saw that it was a bloodshot green leaf, and there were even traces of rain on the leaf. And this leaf, sandwiched between the two fingers of the girl on the opposite side who had just been frightened by her own blow.

"You ......"

The Indian girl wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.

"Really, I'm laughing at you. The Rose Lady lost her previous timid and well-behaved appearance, and her eyes became sharp, "A vicious person like you is not qualified to continue to live." I didn't want to kill you, but you want to say those things......"

She felt as if her body was getting cold, and she was dragged by the Rose Lady to a car not far away, and stuffed into the trunk.

Eventually, the car disappeared into the rain.

The remaining blood stains on the ground, washed by the night rain, slowly faded, and finally, disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

The rain was still pouring down, but it was a little colder, as if to warn other passers-by in the rain.

"Why is it getting colder and colder with this rain?"

It was a young couple, a husband and wife with a large umbrella, muttering and complaining.

The wife covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's getting late, besides, such a heavy rain, of course, it's getting colder and colder." ”

"Yes. The husband nodded, "But I just think it's a little weird." ”

"What, what have you done?" said his wife.

"Of course not!" laughed the husband, "where do you want to go?"

"Hmph, there's no best. If only let me know, I look good with you!" the wife tapped her husband's eyebrows.

"Okay, wife, can we go faster? On this cold and rainy day, if you accidentally catch a cold, I will be very distressed. ”

"Hmph, are you cursing me for being sick?" Although his face was serious and indifferent, his wife felt full of warmth in his heart.

"How dare I, even if I give me three, no, ten dares, even if there are more, I don't dare!"

"I don't dare. The wife was happy, but then she became puzzled again, "Did you just hear someone talking in front of you?"

"I heard it, it seems to be two women, what's wrong?" the husband looked at his wife.

"It's nothing, but why is it gone in a blink of an eye?"

With such heavy rain, we are not close, and it is normal not to see them leave. And I just heard the sound of cars, maybe they drove away.

"Oh, probably. As soon as I heard the car, the wife on the side was a little unhappy, because before the marriage, I said that I would buy a car for her, but I haven't seen a shadow until now. But she didn't regret marrying him, and she didn't really care much about the car she agreed to get, she knew that her husband had worked very hard, and she was content to give her a life without worrying about food and drink. Because she has some sisters from the past, life is not as good as her now!

Putting away that trace of loss, the wife happily pulled her husband's arm, "I love you!"

The husband was obviously stunned, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he smiled: "I love you too!"