Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

The dim light covered his straight nose, but his eyes were bright and he looked in a good mood.

Wen Shiyun's face flushed, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterflies. "Ling Yanling, you can't do this. You act like a gangster."

The woman's almond-shaped eyes were lit up by the starlight in the night, delicate and soft, with a look of discomfort and accusation in them.

Ling Yanling looked down at her, his eyes unconcealed, burning as if to burn through her, and said in a hoarse voice,

"How about kissing for a while longer? You can't be called a hooligan for nothing."

The man's breath sprayed on her ear, his voice was scattered and low, and her heart seemed to be burned and trembled slightly.

"I remember someone said that it's very comfortable to stay around me?" Ling Yanling's burning gaze fell on her face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was deliberately teasing her, adding a bit of unscrupulousness.

She bit her lower lip, her mind was confused for a moment, she stamped her feet in shame, and ran inside with a low cry.

Ling Yanling put her hands in her pockets and chuckled softly, showing a rare bit of genuine happiness.

-

Wu Qingyu came over at some point, and the smile on his lips faded.

He could see that Wu Qingyu had something to say to him.

Wu Qingyu: "Boss, do you know... when was the last time you laughed like this?"

Ling Yanling lowered his eyes slightly, his lips straightened into a straight line. He guessed what the man was going to say next.

"I'm happier than anyone else that you're happy, but I'm more afraid than anyone else that you'll experience what happened back then again. You'll collapse." The man's voice was as hoarse and sharp as ever, piercing the ear. "How long did it take you to get over it back then? Even now, I still..."

Ling Yanling also felt that it was not sure whether it was the voice or the words that were harsh.

"I can protect her, Qingyu."

His eyes sank slightly as he looked nonchalantly at the dark village not far away. "Wait until I find that place and the answer, then I'll be fine."

"I have a feeling it's coming soon."

-

The next day, outside the brick house, just before dawn, they were awakened by the sound of wood knocking on the door.

Jin Xuncheng was the first to be on alert. He even woke up earlier than anyone else, as if he was consciously keeping watch. It was not known whether it was a habit or something, but there was no sign of fatigue on his face.

The others also woke up one after another. Ling Yanling glanced at Lin Zha, raised her chin slightly, and whispered, "Lin boy, go take a look."

This kind of knocking sound shouldn't be strange. It's probably from someone in the village.

Ling Yanling leaned lazily on the wooden chair, feeling sleepy as if she had no bones, but her eyes, hidden by her eyelashes, were filled with anger at being woken up.

Lin Zha understood and went to open the door, putting on a pleasant smile on his face, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Looking out from inside, there were nearly ten people outside the door wearing simple linen clothes like villagers, holding hoes and looking very aggressive.

Don't hit someone who smiles at you, they were also a little stunned.

The leading man was relatively strong, short and sturdy. He raised his head, cleared his throat and spoke.

"Your people took our treasure away, and we are here to get it back!"

An unclear passage, spoken with an accent.

Lin Zha scratched his head in confusion. There was no way their team would rob the villagers. With such conditions, they didn't even care about anything.

He asked, "Brother, are you mistaken? We didn't take your things. We only stayed here for one night on our first day."

The man pointed directly at Wu Qingyu who was typing something on a tablet in the inner room.

"It was him. He took the stone from my brother on his first day. Everyone said it was worth a lot of money! You just want to keep it for yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he acted as if he had just seen Ling Yanling. He carefully compared the figure and appearance of the anchor in the live treasure appraisal with her. His eyes were roving with great purpose, and he even widened his eyes artificially, looking surprised.

"You, you, I know you. You're the one my brother asked to appraise the treasure."

Then he talked to himself, as if he had suddenly figured something out, and shouted,

"Great! So that's what you were planning. When you saw the treasure on my brother, you wanted to come and snatch it from us! As expected, there's not a single good person in the city. And what about the public treasure appraisal? It turns out it's all bullshit!"

The man's words were somewhat aggressive and even very purposeful, directed at them.

The other people obviously followed the instructions of the short and fat man. Now they were in a difficult situation and were forced to do what they wanted.

Ling Yanling leaned sideways in the chair, slowly raised her eyes, and her half-closed and dim eyes seemed to see through everything.

He sneered and glanced at the man. Unlike the restrained look he showed in the live broadcast room, the curve at the end of his eyes was almost cold.

"Are you here to beg me for food?"

Wen Shiyun frowned slightly, not wanting to understand these people's indiscriminate talk, and opened her mouth to explain.

"That stone is not a valuable thing. It will confuse people's minds and affect their spirits. Moreover, it has a strong negative energy. It is not a good thing."

How can people who come with a purpose listen? They will not give up and leave until they get what they want.

"We won't care unless you pay us! There are eight of us here, and each person needs at least... 500,000!"

The man in the lead counted on his fingers and said the number he thought was the largest.

The others perked up when they heard this and echoed, "That's right, that's right."

It was such an unexpected disaster. It must have been caused by the car accident last night. The Maybach hit the BMW, which made people greedy.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why something that had not happened in Wu Qingyu's nearly two weeks of staying here happened on the first day they arrived.

"It's really...greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant." Ling Yanling stood up lazily from the chair, the look in her eyes was obscured by the loose hair on her forehead, and her shadows were as misty.

He picked up the beer bottle that Lin Zha had drunk last night on the table, walked a few steps to the leader, and hit the man hard on the forehead.

Without any pause, decisive and ruthless.

There was a crisp sound of glass breaking, and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

He grasped the sharp mouth of the bottle, pressed it against the man's chin, and moved it down little by little.

Throat...heart...abdomen...