In these years, there are not many things that can surprise Zhang Yuan, and even fewer things that can make him stunned.
He certainly wasn't surprised by his quasi-head, in fact it was not how high his quasi-head was.
In fact, when the knife flew out to kill people, it was all controlled by his mind. Not to mention walking in a straight line, it was a piece of cake under the ability of mind control. Zhang Yuan can completely turn any weapon into a cruise missile that can be tracked automatically.
Then why is he surprised
In fact, he was only surprised by a small discovery, a detail.
That is, when the Toyo sword passed through the rear window glass, the glass was not broken or even damaged at all.
This was impossible before. Although Zhang Yuan was deliberately controlled and had the ability to explore, he wanted to kill the people in the car. The knife had to break the glass to get in, but now, the knife penetrates so out of thin air. Glass, this is amazing.
"Could it be that I have already practiced the second level of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, so I can move things through walls!" A burst of joy surged from Zhang Yuan's heart.
It has long been known that the ability of intentional control is not only the function of moving objects, but Zhang Yuan is still overjoyed with this newly emerging function.
With this function, it would be even more helpful for him to kill people, steal money and hook women.
For example, he fancy something in the bank vault, directly locked it with his exploration consciousness, and then took it out through the wall with intentional control. From then on, he couldn't steal anything in this world
Of course, this function has other functions, which Zhang Yuan can't think of for the time being, but what he is even more looking forward to is, what if moving mountains and reclamation reaches the third level? What about the fourth floor? Five floors...
Oh my god! That's even more powerful! Turning stones into glass, turning graphite into diamonds, and turning everything into elemental powder with a wave of hands, these are not dreams!
Zhang Yuan was happy, and he was merciful when he started. He wanted to kill the old lady. Think about it, my buddy is in a good mood today. I won't kill you first, I will go back for interrogation.
"What the hell is going on?" Hong Jinqiu saw the scene just now, a little panicked.
"It's okay, it's a killer. This kind of scam is too old-fashioned." Zhang Yuan stuffed the old lady into the trunk of the BMW and slammed the lid of the rear compartment.
"Even if it is a killer, will he be suffocated to death when he is so old?" Hong Jinqiu asked again.
"Don't worry, no, she has put on makeup. Wouldn't an old lady have such agile movements?" In fact, Zhang Yuan discovered that this old lady is a young woman and it is not mainly based on her movements. He just tied the old lady over. , The fingers can feel the smooth and delicate skin in the clothes of the "old lady". If it is an elderly person, the back is so soft, so easy to touch
"Oh, it really looks like an old lady, acting, all in wa
It's also very powerful, shivering, really like an elderly person. "The old lady's face full of folds flashed in front of Hong Jinqiu's eyes. If it weren't for Zhang Yuan's words, I really couldn't see it.
"Who is going to kill you?" Hong Jinqiu suddenly thought of the key issue, Zhang Yuan had already started the car, and said with a smile, "You really don't need to think about the key issues until now. Doesn't the old lady seem to be secondary issues? Who wants to kill me, why didn’t you kill you? If it’s from Zhou Mengyu’s faction, why would he come so fast? Even if he gets news that Hong Xing is unwilling to make a deal with him, he can’t send a professional killer to catch us..."
Hong Jinqiu was a little confused, "What deal does Hong Xing and Zhou Mengyu have?"
Zhang Yuan thought about it, Hong Jinqiu didn't know that he was almost sold by Hong Xing, but Zhang Yuan didn't want to tell Hong Jinqiu that this would be a suspicion of flattering and behaved, and it would soon be spread so that others would tell her it would be better.
"Well, anyway, Mr. Hong has already refused, so I won't mention it anyway." Zhang Yuan said, and saw Hong Jinqiu breaking the casserole to the end. He turned off the topic and laughed, "I was frightened just now. You see the clothes were cut by the knife. If it's broken, you don't encourage your own man."
As Zhang Yuan said, he deliberately glanced at her bulging?? Inside, a pair of soft fleshy wraps were so tall that they were very tall, standing far away in front of the little Taimei. It can be said that the wave arrived first, walking up and down.
Zhang Yuan's look makes me blush ashamed for other girls, but who is Hong Jinqiu and Zhang Yuan is true, she will not blush.
"You men are all like this. Didn't you touch them just now? There are only two balls of meat, are they so easy to touch?" Hong Jinqiu said depressed.
Zhang Yuan was choked out by her and had no choice but to say, "Then stretch out your legs. I like to touch my legs in stockings."
"Bt..." Hong Jinqiu cursed and stretched out his leg obediently.
The black silk she is wearing today is the thinnest one. It doesn't look very black when worn on the legs, but white in the black, and there is a kind of dim light reflected by the light.
And after starting, the hand feel is also excellent, the kind of slightly cold and smooth, which makes people feel endless. With the red high-heeled sandals, there are also a few lovely jade toes wrapped in black silk on the front of the sandals. That’s really not psychological. bt, can't help thinking about bt.
Putting Hong Jinqiu's calf on his side, touching the icy straight calf, he murmured as he drove, who would kill himself? Zhou Mengyu or Feng Chao, or someone else
Feng Chao hasn't contacted him for a few days, nor can he monitor the phone in his office. There is no sound at all over the past few days, and there is obviously no one. What is Feng Chao up to
Zhang Yuan couldn't guess who was going to kill him, and didn't try to guess, so he was ready to interrogate the female assassin.
He touched Hong Jinqiu’s legs and quickly sent her home. When approaching the villa, Zhang Yuan quickly pushed Hong Jinqiu’s long black silk legs away. Although the thirteenth sister was not at home, Uncle Zhuang would be there. Letting Bo Zhuang know that he and Hong Jinqiu are also very close, that would not be great.
"Huh, the trick is to come and go. When the old lady's legs are so casually touched?" Hong Jinqiu cursed, bringing his legs together and sitting upright.
"My mother, I'm still your dad. You are not allowed to talk swear words to me in the future, and you're not allowed to talk about ass!" Hong Jinqiu didn't think that this kid was really her cheap dad, thought he was joking, and groaned, "I'm all used to talking about these things. No, it wasn't intentional. You let me be your elder mother, and I won't do it yet."
As the car drove into the villa, Bo Zhuang greeted him and asked Hong Jinqiu how he was in contact with Shenwumen.
"It seems that Uncle Zhuang is well informed. You will know it as soon as we come back." Zhang Yuan said with a smile.
Bo Zhuang smiled and replied, "The young lady called me just now."
In fact, the contact person was Zhang Yuan. Hong Jinqiu didn't want to answer, so Zhang Yuan told Bo Zhuang that she hurried upstairs to change her pants. In the automatic car washing room, she was touched a lot by this kid, and she was still wet.
In fact, Bo Zhuang had already talked about the situation in the morning meeting room from the Thirteenth Sister. He asked Zhang Yuan and he was purely concerned, so Zhang Yuan didn't need to tell him in detail.
However, Zhang Yuan told Bo Zhuang about the request over there, and wanted to hear his opinion on Sister Thirteen as the chief rudder.
Unexpectedly, Bo Zhuang shook his head, thinking that it was no good, thinking that Sister Thirteen was still a woman after all, and could not shake the place.
"Yaotang, help from Shenwu Sect, why do you make such a strange request?" Bo Zhuang asked in confusion after thinking about it.
Zhang Yuan laughed, "It's not that Jinqiu has a good relationship with the Zhonghai Gang. They are not willing to help in vain, and they don't want to intervene in the Hong Kong site, so they want to support a boss who is close to them."
Bo Zhuang still shook his head, "Actually, I also hope that the young lady will become the boss, but if a woman takes care of so many powerful roles, she still can’t do it. It’s best to let Xiao Jinqiu say hello to you and let you be the boss. Anyway, you and Xiaoyuan are both. It's a family."
"I can't." Zhang Yuan hurriedly declined, "I have only been here for a few days, and I can't convince the crowd anymore. Now that people have made a request, let's say so first. Also, Jin Qiu is afraid it won't be so easy to accept me and It's her mother, so you have to hide it from her."
"Of course, I still have this wink from Lao Zhuang."
Zhang Yuan nodded, and just about to go out and pull the female killer out for interrogation, he heard a sentence that Bo Zhuang suddenly remembered, "Oh, Yaotang, if you are okay, go back to Amy. The lady said when she called back. , I want to give you a present."
Sister Thirteen wants to give herself a gift? Zhang Yuan was a little surprised. It didn't take long for him to separate from her. What do you want to give yourself? In fact, the best gift is to give Hong Jinqiu to himself, buy one get one free, and buy the big one and give the small one. This is cool. Zhang Yuan is really looking forward to it. He caught Hong Jinqiu's jade foot wearing red high-heeled sandals with one hand and pushed her down on the small bed...
However, Zhang Yuan also knows that this is purely a daydream. It is possible to let the thirteen sisters know what they have in mind. It is possible to chop, shred, grind, and then feed the tortoise.
Zhang Yuan didn't know what gift the Thirteen Sister had put together, and couldn't wait to get an answer. He told Bo Zhuang to talk to Hong Jinqiu, and he drove back the same way.
Coming fast, going back faster, no more catching with Hong Jinqiu, just to save time, the BMW soon returned to the Amy nightclub.
But it is a pity that the thirteenth sister has not returned yet, the gift-giver has not yet returned, the gift-receiver has arrived, but I don't know what the gift is.
But Zhang Yuan was not idle either. The Thirteenth Sister didn't come back, so the female killer was brought out for trial first.
Opening the trunk of the BMW car, the female assassin was not dead, lying quietly inside, her eyes closed. The standard was the kind of pretending to be dead.
"Hey, don't pretend to be her mother, my hand is very clear, come out!" Zhang Yuan slapped the female assassin on the back.
But the woman was still motionless, Zhang Yuan was angry, "I didn't kill you when I was in a good mood today, don't her mother irritate me, I am not a policeman, I want to be silent and pretend to die, I tell you to die!"
The female assassin was probably afraid, she opened her eyes and moved a leg out. .