After the cold cannon fodder became terminally ill, the whole family was panicked

The city is approaching lockdown.

The Chu family driver is still in the hospital.

Due to the fog and heavy rain, it is impossible to get an online taxi.

Chu Yan used his ability to make money to increase the dispatch fee from 200 to 2.

So soon.

A small car with its double flash lights on came to the Chu residence to pick someone up.

In the heavy rain, even the wipers seemed to be struggling.

The driver tried to look through the car window to see who was running around in the middle of the night when it was so dangerous.

There was only lightning and thunder.

The girl was wearing a windbreaker and a raincoat, with only her pointed chin and her lightly pursed lips visible from under the hood.

Pale fingertips opened the car door.

Such a pair of hands definitely don't look like those of a martial artist.

But he was holding a long sword.

"Musha?"

The driver was shocked.

After Chu Yan got in the car, he coughed and said, "You should withdraw the dispatch fee."

Chu Yan was slightly stunned.

I heard the online car-hailing driver in the front row say:

"It's written on the back of my car - Emergency Times. Warriors and medical personnel can ride for free!"

"Are you going to the western suburbs?"

Chu Yan: "Yeah."

The car owner sighed, "It's not easy for you, too. You keep going there. I see the Grand Master has already gone to the western suburbs, and there's no news. I don't know when this will end."

Chu Yan was soaked in rain water.

Slowly wipe the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword to remove the vine juice left by the strange creature.

She didn't even raise her eyes.

Just like that, he replied calmly:

"almost."

Chu Yan finished wiping the sword.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Slowly unfold.

That was what she took from the coffee table when she left just now.

Western suburbs.

Chu Xuan and his subordinates chased Chen Songyu to the edge of the thick fog.

He made a gesture, signaling everyone to stop.

The situation before us is so similar to the scene when Xuanchuang Company was attacked a month ago.

"I'll go in alone."

Chu Xuan walked into the fog.

As he walked past, the thick fog behind him quickly closed in, as if locking him tightly in a trap.

Two kilometers away.

Factory building south of Hongshui Road in Xijiao.

Chen Songyu smoked a cigarette and looked at the rain curtain outside with a serious look.

for a long time.

He put out the cigarette, turned around and looked at Xu Zhilan, slightly apologetically and politely.

"This is just my temporary office, it's very simple. I didn't expect to entertain a rich lady like you here, I'm really ashamed."

He walked over.

Like countless times before, he leaned over and combed Xu Zhilan's hair.

Under the burning tungsten filament bulb.

The two are like a close couple——

In addition to Xu Zhilan's red and swollen right face, the terrifying blue and red wrists, and the body tightly tied up with ropes!

Chen Songyu asked:

"You and Chu Yan are best friends? How did you meet?"

"She is different from you, yet very similar to you. When you talk, you both like to lower your heads. Your eyes are obviously very beautiful, but they are timid when you look at me. You are so similar, your friendship must be very strong, right?"

"only--"

Chen Songyu smiled slowly.

"Do you think she will come over and exchange herself for you?"

"You would rather be beaten like this by me than reveal Chu Yan's information. But, can she come to save you?"

"How can you rely on her? You women are always more emotional. You are blinded by your own impulses, and you regard the superficial friendship between besties as something you can sacrifice your life for. Is this the limit of your vision? You know clearly that you can only survive by pleasing me. You can't rely on another woman to change your destiny. You are destined to rely on me."

The tungsten light was reflected in his eyes.

The young and handsome warrior put his fingers together and rested them on his chin casually.

Xu Zhilan on the opposite side clenched her teeth and said nothing.

Chen Songyu waited for a few seconds and finally became impatient.

Just before rolling up his sleeves——

Amidst the lightning and thunder, he heard hurried footsteps!

Chen Songyu stood up and pushed open the door of the factory.

Outside.

The thin girl was standing in the rain.

Her body was almost shivering in the cold and damp night.

But she took off the hood of her raincoat anyway.

Chen Songyu looked at her silently.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"——Chu Yan."

There is a score to be settled between him and Chu Yan.

The strange ghost sent out failed to kill Chu Yan and also caused her to leak the secret about Li Mianmian.

But at this moment.

Chen Songyu had to admit that the girl in the rain curtain was like the most delicate and fragile work of art.

Under the large raincoat, the girl's eyebrows and eyelashes were full of water droplets. That expression between crying and helpless could touch his heartstrings the most. Chu Yan lowered his eyes. She came here alone like participating in a sacrifice. She was right to be afraid. Chen Songyu had never seen her soft lips pursed so tightly, looking solemn and sad.

Chen Songyu was bewitched.

He walked forward and stepped into the rain curtain.

The sound of rain shook his eardrums violently. He leaned over and leaned close to Chu Yan's ear: "You're here."

Chu Yan turned his head slightly.

The rain, the fragrance of the girl's hair, and her porcelain-white skin made Chen Songyu's five senses immersed in a pleasure mixed with sadistic desire.

Inside the factory behind.

Xu Zhilan finally realized something.

She screamed heartbreakingly: "Chu Yan, go away——"

Chen Songyu frowned.

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Xu Zhilan's voice.

Finally relaxed.

She gestured to Chen Songyu to look at the sword in her hand.

The slender and delicate hand, with a pearly sheen, was clasped on the hilt of the sword:

"Remember it? You picked it out for me."

Chen Songyu raised his eyebrows.

"I remember, then you bought it secretly - you want to use this to ask a favor from me?"

"Then you are a little naive."

Chu Yan shook his head.

Chen Songyu's eyes were filled with sarcasm and he no longer concealed it.

The beast in the skin has abandoned propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame.

He reached out to grab Chu Yan's neck and dragged her into the factory.

unexpectedly--

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the side of my neck!

A cold but murderous sword beam shot up into the sky in the rain.

Chen Songyu looked back in horror.

That soft and delicate hand was holding the sword in the most standard posture in the textbook for acquired martial artists, wrapped in powerful martial artist essence, and fiercely stabbed at his own jugular artery!

The white sword light was like thunder and lightning.

It reflected a horrifying scene in the rainstorm.

It also reflected Chu Yan's calm and serious expression.

"I came here today to take your life."