Master Zhao: "..."
Is this little girl quite at ease
But why is it so annoying
He coerced this.
People take this as a vacation...
Master Zhao felt that talking to Chuzheng would make him angry sooner or later.
Fortunately, the front has arrived.
A single-family villa with no other buildings around.
The interior decoration of the villa is low-key and luxurious, and the style of the big man is revealed everywhere.
Chuzheng went in and rudely took the seat of the owner of the sofa in the living room.
Master Zhao: "..."
Master Zhao took a deep breath, put on his crutches, and stopped sitting.
"Miss Chuzheng, wait a moment."
Master Zhao left with a bodyguard.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Just as Chu Wu was about to speak, he heard a clicking sound of locks all around.
Chu Wu immediately got up and looked at the doors and windows.
"He locked us here."
"Yeah." Chuzheng sat on the sofa calmly.
panic what.
Not to be shut down.
piece of cake.
Not square.
Chu Wu frowned and looked at Chuzheng, who was still posing as a guest on the sofa.
Isn't she worried
"What does he want to do to us?"
Chuzheng looked up at the ceiling, and there was smoke coming from the vent.
Chu Wu also saw it.
Chuzheng beckoned to let Chu Wu go.
Chu Wu frowned, seeing that the smoke spread faster and faster, and walked quickly to her side.
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Master Zhao stood outside, looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time.
From the outside, the smoke was billowing from the inside, making it impossible to see at all.
"Master Zhao, it's been half an hour."
Master Zhao took the stick and poked the ground twice: "Notify Miss Sang Meng."
"Yes."
Zhao Ye looked inside with a little excitement.
Miss Sang Meng said so seriously, he thought it was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.
Miss Sang Meng said to use Chu Wu as bait, just in case.
However, it seems that Miss Sang Meng looked at these two people highly.
He will soon gain a healthy body...
"Miss Sang Meng is here."
Someone whispered in Master Zhao's ear.
So fast
Master Zhao turned around and saw the familiar figure.
He immediately greeted him.
"Miss Sang Meng, I have caught this person." Zhao Ye looked cautious and did not have the style that a big boss should have.
"What about people?"
Master Zhao said immediately: "It's inside, don't worry, there will be no day when they will never wake up."
Sang Meng nodded: "Go in and have a look."
Master Zhao asked people to shut down the organs inside, wait for the smoke to disperse, and hand Sang Meng a gas mask.
"No." Sang Meng walked directly into the house.
Zhao Ye was surprised, thinking of Sang Meng's method, he felt normal.
He didn't dare not wear it, put on a mask, and entered inside.
The smoke hasn't dissipated completely, and the environment in the room is a little blurry.
"Where are the people?"
"Over there." Master Zhao walked towards the living room: "They..."
Zhao Ye's voice stopped abruptly.
The smoke seems to avoid the sofa, creating a vacuum.
At this time, on the sofa, Chu Zheng had one hand on the back of the sofa and the other around Chu Wu. From head to toe, even the hair showed the domineering 'I am a boss'.
"It's been so long." The girl looked at her calmly: "Are you turtles?"
The bastards are faster than you.
"You..." Zhao Ye was shocked: "Why are you all right?"
Because Sang Meng specially instructed him, the medicine he used has been increased tenfold.
But she's sitting right here now...
"I should have something to do." Chuzheng turned his eyes to the side, looking at Sang Meng behind Zhao Ye.
I knew it was this dog thing.
If you can't deal with me from the front, you can deal with me behind your back.
Master Zhao was beating drums in his heart, but he didn't dare to stand in front of him anymore and retreated behind Sang Meng.
Sang Meng glared at Master Zhao with the look of trash.
"Chuzheng, since you are alive, you shouldn't appear in front of me again, let me see you, so that you can still live well."
Sang Meng's eyes flashed fiercely.
Since she is seen, she must die.
Chuzheng's fingers, as slender and white as jade bamboo, tapped on the sofa, and her voice sounded along with the rhythm: "You can poke yourself blind."
That way you can't see me.
How wonderful!
Sang Meng sneered: "You have died once, but now you are eloquent."
She paused for a moment, and her tone changed rapidly: "However, today is your day of death."
"When will I die?" Chu Zheng's brows seemed to be stained with frost, and the coldness permeated people: "You also think too highly of yourself."
Sang Meng just sneered and clapped his palm confidently.
The surroundings suddenly darkened.
Zhao Ye turned around in fright, his back soaked in cold sweat.
Chuzheng didn't panic at all, and pulled Chu Wu to kiss: "Be here obediently."
Sang Meng tutted lightly: "Don't worry, I will send him down to you too, so that you can have a good love below."
Sang Meng focused on the word love.
Chuzheng got up and suddenly kicked on the coffee table in the living room.
The coffee table slammed and slid towards Sang Meng.
Sang Meng jumped and landed lightly on the coffee table, which stopped sliding.
"If I were you, I wouldn't anger me again." Sang Meng said in a gloomy tone: "Even if you still have some skills, don't forget that you have lost your wings."
"So you're not me." Chuzheng's eyes were cold: "You dare to lift your wings, and you are very courageous."
"Ah."
Sang Meng snorted coldly, turned around, and the coffee table slammed into Chuzheng.
Chuzheng stood calmly and was about to bump into himself on the coffee table, raised his feet, and pressed his toes against the coffee table with ease.
The movements are clean and neat, and the posture is handsome and unrestrained.
The cold face seems to be a bit handsome.
It was so heartwarming to see that it made people want to scream for her.
Sang Meng's heart skipped a beat.
It's not as simple as kicking the coffee table back, she has her power on it.
how come…
If Sang Meng could see it, then she would find that there were thin silver lines around the coffee table, and it was those thin lines that stopped the coffee table.
Chuzheng was just raising his feet and making a saucy pose.
[… ] My understanding of Miss Sister needs to be refreshed.
The silver thread is not only tangled around the coffee table, but at this time, the whole room is full of staggered silver threads.
Chuzheng kicked the coffee table back with force with her toes.
Sang Meng didn't pay attention to the coffee table's slow speed, but when she touched the coffee table, an invisible force knocked her flying.
Sang Meng made a parabolic motion in the air, and finally hit the stairs upstairs.
The wooden stairs, smashed by her like that, broke from the edge 2, rolled to the ground, and rolled twice before stopping.
Sang Meng wanted to get up for the first time.
A pair of shoes appeared in her sight, and she froze.
In the next second, her whole body was kicked down, and she was severely pressed to the ground.
The cracked wood on the ground plunged into the flesh, and blood splattered out.
Their bodies are the same as normal people, they will bleed and hurt, but they can heal very quickly under their ability.
"What if I anger you."
A clear and indifferent voice exploded above Sang Meng's head.
Sang Meng only felt that at that moment, it was like being strangled by an invisible big hand, and a sense of suffocation came from all directions.