When his name was suddenly called, Shu Yu froze. He didn't even dare to make any more expressions. He could only twitch the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "That's natural. Our two families are family friends. Since you are here, then I and Xiao Feng will leave first."
At the end of the fight, no one was found in the house, and things were missing. Qin Zhan, the evil star, intercepted him halfway. The Qin family's mother and son had gloomy expressions on their faces, not even thinking of comforting them. They just said a hasty condolence and then walked away.
Father Han carried Han Yan's body and walked out of the room, not knowing where he went.
The crowd that had been noisy just now suddenly disappeared, and only Qin Zhan, the last one to come in, was left in the empty room.
He looked at the messy furnishings around him and frowned slightly, "This kid..." After confirming that there was no Song Ye in the room, Qin Zhan turned around and wanted to leave. Before going out, his eyes turned away in confusion again. After staring at the wall for three or four seconds, he walked out.
Song Ye walked out of the space and leaned against the wall with lingering fears. She could detect Qin Zhan's intense gaze on people several times just now, which made her nervous for a time, thinking that her special ability had been discovered.
Fortunately, it was just Qin Zhan's guess in the end. This beast-like powerful intuition was really scary.
But after recalling what she had just seen, she felt that this trip was indeed wonderful.
The Qin family's mother and son wanted to catch Song Ye red-handed, and secondly, they wanted to secretly obtain the suicide note. If the guess is correct, they also wanted to secretly transfer Han Yan's property and claim it when the time came. This was given to Qin Feng by Han Yan as she stepped forward.
But it's a pity that Song Ye has a hidden plug-in called Space. Even if someone is standing in front of them, they can't see or touch it. Moreover, she found the suicide note indicating that Han Yan donated all her property to Qin Feng first. The Qin family mother and son did not get any advantage, and in the end, Qin Zhan was so frightened that they dared not let go.
It was really a pleasure to lose both my wife and my troops.
Qin Zhan then took everyone to the local police station for investigation. Song Ye stood in Han Yan's room and watched a group of people, including the servants, being brought into the car. The corners of his mouth raised imperceptibly. laugh.
She knew that Qin Zhan was giving her a chance to escape, and her eldest brother was simply a divine assist.
Knowing that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, Song Ye also planned to go back first and continue to investigate the whole story. He walked from the stairs on the second floor to the nine-curved corridor on the first floor. There were many twists and turns in the middle, and Song Ye's footsteps fell silently on the carpet, but the further she walked, the more she realized something was wrong.
Everyone in the Han family should have left, but there was still the sound of suppressed breathing all around. Although the sound was very soft and shallow, Song Ye's sensitive nerves still felt it.
There are people here, and there are more than one ambushes.
Before Song Ye had time to use her powers to detect the surrounding situation, a steel wire as thin as a cicada's wings had already cut across her back quickly at the height of her neck.
Song Ye quickly dwarfed, barely able to survive this fatal blow, but the flying strands of hair were still cut off.
"Huh?" The person who took action made a suspicious sound, as if he was surprised that Song Ye had such good skills. Then he kept moving his hand, and the steel wire pulled out from the ten fingers was like a spider web. Once he got close, If you get entangled, you will never recover.
The two sides started a fierce fight in the corridor. Song Ye used the Swiss knife to jam the opponent's steel wire several times. Violent sparks burst out in the space, but the steel wire was so hard that even the Swiss knife was too hard. Nothing can be done.
A few minutes later, a long knife was suddenly stabbed from the mural on the wall. Song Ye's expression changed, and his whole body had completely crashed into the wall on the other side. The knife was twisted off by the steel wire.
The blade on the opposite side was already stabbing hard at his heart. Seeing that it was too late to dodge, Song Ye didn't even think about it. He covered the air wall with his hands, let out a low cry, and punched the weapon.
Click, click, fist against the steel blade, but in the end, the blade was broken into pieces of scrap metal. The person opposite who was painted like a mural couldn't help but be surprised.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" The tightrope man shouted, and then came on as a substitute to engage in close combat again.
Song Ye pretended to touch his cuffs, and instantly several more blades emerged from his fingers. In a flash of cold light, the blades struck at the steel mesh like snowflakes. The angles were very tricky, and they all avoided the blind spots that the steel mesh could defend. .
"Drink!" The other party dodged awkwardly, and his body was forced back several meters away.
Song Ye fired another wave of blades at the man covered in murals, taking advantage of the opponent's retreat to break away from the encirclement and regain the favorable terrain.
But just when she was about to lift her feet, the red carpet on the ground was suddenly torn apart. A pair of hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed Song Ye's feet, and then a force came from down to the ground. Flying towards the ceiling with Song Ye on top.
Song Ye's eyes were cold, and a ray of light burst out from his eyes. His body twisted into an incredible arc in mid-air, and the strength on his feet increased, twisting the big hands so much that they had to let go.
Song Ye's dexterous body rolled down in the air, and finally half-knelt on the carpet not far away.
The three people on the opposite side each have different kung fu, and their skills are surprisingly high. They are good at camouflage and hiding, and some are good at shrinking bones. One on three, Song Ye feels that he has no chance of winning. Even if he hides in the space and cannot move, he will only expose his superpowers in vain. .
Outnumbered and with the enemy strong and me weak, Song Ye decisively chose to escape.
As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she suddenly felt a cold wind blowing against her neck. She was startled. When she turned her head to avoid something, she felt a numb pain in her neck.
Then, all the strength in his body was drained away, and darkness came only in an instant.
The fourth person stood behind Song Ye like a ghost, his eyes staring straight at the fallen young man in front of him.
"Tsk, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise I would have fallen into the hands of this kid today." The three people on the opposite side came over. The man with the wire wrapped around his hand came closer and kicked Song Ye, who was unconscious. Venting his anger, bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, "Let me finish him off."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wire in his hand shot out like a spring. When he got closer, it was swung away by the fourth man in black robe.
"You can't kill him. He's a good seedling. Take him back." The ghostly voice was hollow and ethereal, which made people's hair stand on end. He bent down and held Song Ye on his shoulders, turned around and walked outside.
The other three had no choice but to shrug and leave.
The moment they drove away, a gas explosion occurred in the Han family's ancient house, and flames shot into the sky.